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05-08-2010, 04:05 PM
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Cher walked down the sidewalk and to Highschool (she had been kept back a few grades.) Her hidden stake rubbed up against her arm, making the space go raw. Her cross necklace dangling and hitting against her chest, causing a small rash... But Cher didn't notice, she was worried about the evil vampire she had to kill...
Cher walked into the graveyard, she looked around, making sure no one was there. Then, when she noticed no one was there, she pulled out her stake and headed for the largest tombstone in the graveyard. She sat on the bench beside it and pulled a sandwhich out of her bag...
As Cher finished her sandwhich she decided it would be best to just go to school. She then heard a large crack behind her. She twirled around, holding her stake out.
To Cher's surprise and horror it was just a regular boy, "Oh!" She didn't know what to say... How could she explain the stake? She stared down at her feet and blushed furiously, "Protection," she coughed, "Stakes are actually used qute a lot these days for self-protection... Kind of like Mace, y'know?" She looked away, not wanting to look at the boys face, scared of what his impression would be on what she just did and said, and more importantly what if he told others? She brushed her royal purple streaked hair away from her face and waited for the boys response.
05-08-2010, 07:34 PM
"Protection," she said with a cough
"Stakes are actually used quite a lot these days for self-protection... Kind of like Mace, y'know?"
Dante stood before an unusual looking girl. Taking in her features, her dirty blond hair, with a streak of purple, the blush she was trying to hide. The soft flesh of her chest, and her peculiarly patterned cloths, and his eyes rested on the wooden stake. He crouched down, taking off his backpack unzipped a side pocket and produced a small leather pouch. Dante inhaled deeply, the sickly sweet scent of decay, and rich earthy smell of the soil. But above all came hers, a salty fruity smell with a touch of ozone. A smile grew from ear to ear, she isn't normal he thought. He unzipped the main pouch and produced his knife, and shuffled over to a grave stone, and began to fill the pouch with soil. “Alder or Elm?” Dante muttered. He looked back to her after filling the pouch, “Alder, or Elm?” looking off in the distance he tilted his head. “Whats a pretty young thing doing in a graveyard, got a thing for the dead do we?” he said with a bit a chuckle. “On that thought, why is such a beautiful girl not attending school?” he said with a grin. Suddenly he vanished, re-materializing behind the girl. Placing his head near hers, he growled out, “Mmmy namme isss Dante.” Smiling a very toothy grin, realizing she wasn't as phased by his actions as everyone else, he got to see them, those eyes. Peering into his mind and his heart, searching, hazel with a hue of purple. Striking him harder than any blow ever has. Maybe just maybe he thought.
05-08-2010, 08:18 PM
She giggled a bit at his actions, "Um, I like to come out here and eat..." She looked down at the sandwhich, almost completely eaten. She she brushed the streak away again, something she did when nervous, "I-" Her eyes glowed purple, "See, I don't actually go to school, well I do... But only when I want to." She smiled and thought about what to say. She wondered how he re-materialized, then she thought about witch-craft and other powers. She jumped up to her boots, dropping her stake with a clang.
"I'm Cher... You- You're Dante, I understand... But who are you? I mean..." She was mumbling, babbling... As usual. She blushed harder, but then grew pale as the sight of a vampire came into view.
It, he, smiled at her, his white fangs glowing. She stared at him piercingly. Quickly she picked up her stake and threw herself over to the vampire. Stabbing him with the stake until she finally hit his heart.
She looked behind her at Dante, "Uhhhh..."
05-09-2010, 04:47 AM
He watched as she fidgeted and giggled, playing with her hair.
"Um, I like to come out here and eat..."
"See, I don't actually go to school, well I do... But only when I want to."
"I'm Cher... You- You're Dante, I understand... But who are you? I mean..."
Amused by the question, Dante watched as she slid from her gravestone perch, and adjust her clothing. She suddenly stopped, almost frozen, he followed her gaze. A lithe and pale figure dressed in well kept suit, with a wicked grin plastered on his gaunt face. His thoughts racing, his smell is off, why didn't I smell him, why didn't I hear him? He watched as Cher threw herself upon the the man, falling upon him with her stake, stabbing him repeatedly. Dante felt the blood-lust grow in him, felt his fangs elongate, and his senses sharpen. He fought to control it, he smelt ash and rotted blood. A low growl escaped his lips, as he watched the man burn, burn?
Cher leaned back, and looked over her shoulder at him, "Uhhhh..."
Still feeling the fangs in his mouth, Dante looked away. “I've always liked a good steak, but well done jeez. Tastes like shoe leather.” He said with a strained chuckle, still trying to understand what he just saw. “So was that what I think it was?” he said with a hidden uncertainty, of course it was how do you explain a guy spontaneously combusting when he dies, or his lack of sent or sounds. For fuck sakes he wasn't even breathing, and your a damned werewolf. Hiding his face so he could try to hide his internal conflict, mumbling to himself “of course it was Dante.” He shook his head, and proceeded to walk towards his pack and put his things away, and invite “Mo” to the party.
As he walked over to his pack, he raised his head and stared into her eyes, now completely purple, like glinting amethysts. “I'm just another monster-mash movie reject like that fool at your feat.” He said with a bit of venom, as pointed down to the pile of smouldering ash at her feet. He crouched down and put his dagger and leather pouch back in bag, he pulled out a forty ounce of rum. Spun off the cap, took a large draught, wiping face on his sleeve, he held it out to Cher. “So what does this mean for me?” he said with a halfhearted smile and a shrug.
05-09-2010, 05:22 AM
Cher was finished with this silly acting, "Oh.. See.. I'm a Vampire Slayer and that was a Vampire, so, what are you?" She brushed her skirt and looked at Dante, "A werewolf...?" She smiled, his actions resembled the Werewolf.
As Dante held out the rum, Cher smiled brightly at him. She took the rum gently and drank a bit of it. She didn't want to get drunk, she wasn't nice when drunk. She handed back the bottle and thought carefully about what he said, what it meant for him... What did it mean for him? She looked up at Dante, "I don't want to hurt you, you don't seem mean enough..." She took a steak out of her backpack, "I think I heard you say something about a steak? If you like them... You can have this one." She shrugged and stared at her feet. Her hair got into her eyes again. Blushing nervously.
She felt bitchy, she didn't know what to think of Dante, and she hoped he thought good of her... He would be a good one to have on her side.
For a werewolf... He wasn't bad
05-09-2010, 06:37 AM
"Oh.. See.. I'm a Vampire Slayer and that was a Vampire, so, what are you?"
"A werewolf...?" she said with a bit of a pause.
Dante felt her accept the rum, and watched her take a drink."I don't want to hurt you, you don't seem mean enough..." she said as she passed the bottle back. Dante spun the cap back on and put it away.
"I think I heard you say something about a steak? If you like them... You can have this one." as she handed it to him, accepting the gift with a bit of a chuckle, placing it in his bag as well. He watched her look down at her feet, and noticed her playing with her hair again.
Dante twisted around and sat cross-legged in front of her, pulling his bag closer as he did. He leaned in so he could see her face, and saw her blushing again. He also noticed a look of confusion, and mild irritation. He began to shake his head, wondering if maybe he was being to rash. “Sorry” he said, with a cautious smile.
“It is a lot to take in, just before I met you I thought I was.. well unique. Well aside from the one that turned me.” He said with a defeated sigh.
“Like take it from my perspective, I show up in a graveyard, collecting materials for rituals, and there on a gravestone is a beautiful girl. Who doesn't even smell like a normal human. Then a vampire shows up, and she outright slays him.” He says still leaning in to keep her gaze.
“It's just a little overwhelming thats all.”
Dante looks up into the sky, and lets out a loud laugh, shaking his head as he does so.
“I'm sorry for coming across so harshly, I was just a lil worried that the pretty girl in front of me had a silver bullet awaiting me.” He said with a grin as he watched the clouds drift in the sky.
“On top of this all, being a Ithaeru, I was expecting you to run, if you saw me in any other form, aside the one before you. It just isn't common place for humans.” He said with a profound sigh.
Dante always hated talking so much, it was a nervous habit. He has been alone for so long, and now a possible companion is dropped into his lap, and all he can do is ramble. Dante leans back on his hands, looking at the sight before him, wonder how lucky he was that she was both a looker and a killer.
05-09-2010, 04:32 PM
Cher giggled as her feelings felt light, "You weren't at all harsh. In fact, you were rather sweet. And, I know it's overwhelming... I dealt with it a long time ago too, when I heard I was a Vampire Slayer... And when a Werewolf Hunter killed..." She sat down beside Dante and looked up at the sky. A tear fell from her eye but she smiled, "Well, and when I changed my sister into a Hedgehog." She shrugged and pulled the Hedgehog out of her bag, petting its head gently. She put her face up to the sky as rain started to fall.
Cher had sat there for a few moments just letting the rain soak her face. This was how she usually was. She could just sit with someone and be silent for a long period of time, and she wouldn't feel uncomfortable. She then turned to look at Dante. She didn't know what to say, she didn't know how to say she had to go. Cher put her hand on his shoulder,
"I will never hurt you, and I will never think of you of a horrible, evil monster." She kissed him on the cheek to prove her point, picked up her bag, and walked towards the street and to her house.
Just as Cher reached the street she turned around to see Dante still. She felt bad, leaving him just like that. She played with her hair for a few moments and then spoke up, "Where do you live? Is it comfortable? If you would like, you could come see my home... That way you could always come over when you needed help or comforting." She felt she was inviting a strange boy into her room, but she didn't think of Dante as strange, and she wouldn't invite him into her room, unless he wanted to watch her do witch-craft.
05-09-2010, 07:57 PM
She giggled."You weren't at all harsh. In fact, you were rather sweet. And, I know it's overwhelming... I dealt with it a long time ago too, when I heard I was a Vampire Slayer... And when a Werewolf Hunter killed..." Cher took a seat beside him, he watched as a tear fell from her eye, and a solemn smile cross her face.
"Well, and when I changed my sister into a Hedgehog." Dante watched as she pulled a hedgehog out of her bag, with such a dumbfounded look, a witch as well? A brief wave of sadness crossed his face, as the first cold drops of rain hit his face, sobering him up to the reality. It wasn't his fault, as much as he beat himself up for it, it just wasn't his fault.
Along silence passed between then, Dante felt unusually comfortable like he was meant to be here right now with her. Letting the rain just wash away the sadness that had tried to take hold. He stared at her watching the rain caress her skin, and the look on her face, was one he never expected on some one around him, and that was comfort as well. It brought a small smile to his face. Dante didn't know what to say or do, he just began growing nervous, when he felt Cher's hand on his shoulder his thoughts quieted.
"I will never hurt you, and I will never think of you of a horrible, evil monster."
She leaned over and he felt her breath on his cheek, as her lips connected with the skin. Warm and soft, it sent a shiver down his back. He watched her walk away, feeling helplessly confused, like he was a lost boy again. Dante didn't know what to do or say.
She stopped and turned around, looking at Dante she played with her hair again. He enjoyed watching that simple act, from what he has seen it meant she was thinking, quite possibly about him. A smile touched his lips as she called out to him
"Where do you live? Is it comfortable? If you would like, you could come see my home... That way you could always come over when you needed help or comforting." Dante thought hard on those questions, how would she handle him being homeless he thought. Well she handled him being a werewolf pretty well. “Well it doesn't hurt to come clean.” he mumbled to himself as he picked up his bag, and trotted up to Cher, so he could tell to her.
“W-well I-I'm, I'm homeless” he stammered with a helpless smile was plastered on his face. “I just live here or there. It never has really been all the comfortable, but it never has been an easy life to begin with.” He felt a wave of sadness touch him again, no he thought not now, not with her. He stomped his boot down, shook his head. Looked into her eyes, and smiled. “I'll gladly walk you home. From there.. you can decide if you want to let this wet mutt into your home.” He said with a sheepish grin, holding up his arms, showing off his relatively soaked cloths. As if the rain heard him, the clouds opened up and a deluge or rain poured down on them. Dante just laughed. His thoughts tickling on how many more surprises does Cher have in store for him, thinking it might be right to explain more of himself in private and a more dry surrounding. He just laughed with a bit of a grin, looking into her eyes. Awaiting the slayer to lead the monsters way.
05-09-2010, 09:31 PM
Cher was surprised, "Well! No home, hmmm?" She thought about this carefully as she stared into his eyes. Cher then laughed gently at Dante's actions, "This way." She smiled at the remark, 'Wet mutt.' She turned and started towards her house. As she walked, Cher let out her hedgehog and connected a leash to the small creatures collar. She whispered to it, kissed it on the forehead, and then let it down, holding onto the leash. She walked as the hedgehog would stop once in a while to sip a puddle and so on. Cher thought, "She doesn't know me anymore, she just has the mind of a little hedgehog... I named her- Well, actually I haven't named her. See, I didn't really like my sisters old name that she used as a human so I told myself I would name her... Her old name was Kemdi." She shrugged and giggled a bit.
As they reached the house Cher opened the front door and unlocked the hedgehogs leash. It ran inside and shook off the rain. It then slowly trotted up the stairs. As it did this Cher danced in the rain, in just her skirt and short-sleaved shirt. She then remembered that she was with Dante. She blushed and walked inside, "Uh, this is my house." She stepped into the house and then to the right, stepping inside a small and cramped kitchen. She pointed to Dante's bag, "You can cook that steak if you want..." She said with a bright smile. She turned on the oven and started grabbing vegetables and broth out of the fridge, "Or you can just eat some soup with me."
Cher didn't know how to welcome Dante in the house...
"You can explore anywhere you want... Except Bryans room." She choked out the word Bryan and then remembered another room, "Or the hallway closet. I keep... Things... In there." She blushed lightly but then went back to her tanned self.
(((OCC (sorry) but here is what you can expect to find in the dif rooms:
Kitchen: Regular kitchen stuff, food... Utensils... And one small window over the sink.
Living Room: A large TV, a small couch, a few chairs, a fireplace, a small desk with a computer on it, three small windows, and a tiny bar in the corner.
Office: A wall covered in plans and blueprints, a small desk in the middle of the room with papers piled on top, two large windows, and a huge fireplace in front of the desk.
Dining Room: Just a large room with a small dining table with four tables around it, many windows lining the walls. The biggest fireplace in all of the first floor is in the back of the room.
Bryans Old Bedroom: Just what a boys bedroom would look like. He decorated it with lots of wolves and werewolves. A dark room, the windows were taken out.
Kemdi's (the little sister) Old Bedroom: It is very girly and pink. Now there is a small doggy door at the bottom of the bedroom door. And instead of a human bed there is a little doggy bed.
The Guest Room: This is a small room that is decorated cheery. A big king-sized bed. There is one large window that has a long dark curtain over it. The closet has a first-aid kit and other emergency type objects inside it.
The Closet: Holds guns, bombs, knifes, swords, stakes, crosses, and holy water. There is a secret compartment that goes into a small large dark room, it holds all the money Cher has saved up over the years.
Chers Room: The biggest bedroom and the nicest. It's large and has a huge queen-sized bed. There are three large windows, one over the bed and two lining on one wall. In the corner, next to her closet, is a cauldron and two large shelves holding witch-craft type objects. On the other side of the closet is a huge fireplace, the only fireplace in the whole second floor and the largest fireplace in the whole house. Her closet is a walk-in closet that has a whole bunch of clothes and a small fireplace. There is a big corner in the walk-in closet lined with shelves of books and two small chairs. The only window in the whole closet is a small one over by the shelves.)))
05-09-2010, 11:48 PM
"Well! No home, hmmm?" She said staring into Dante's eyes. She laughed gently "This way." She said with a smile. She turned and started walking away, Dante followed. Along the way she pulled out a little leash for her hedgehog, and clipped it onto a collar and set the creature down. Dante watched with an amused smile, as Cher walked her sister home.
She broke the silence,"She doesn't know me anymore, she just has the mind of a little hedgehog... I named her- Well, actually I haven't named her. See, I didn't really like my sisters old name that she used as a human so I told myself I would name her... Her old name was Kemdi." She shrugged and giggled a bit.
As they approached the two story house Cher opened the front door and unlocked the hedgehogs leash. Dante watched as it ran into the house. Dante watched with a growing interest, as Cher started to dance in the rain. He gave her a big grin, as he saw her blush and walk into the house, waving Dante to follow.
"Uh, this is my house." He watched her walk into the kitchen. She pointed to Dante's bag, "You can cook that steak if you want..." She said with a bright smile. Dante took off his bag and hung up his jacket. Exposing his tattered black shirt, with the face of a jester with a wicked grin emblazoned the front. It failed to cover the tattoo of Mjolnir tattooed on his right fore arm, or the bottom half of the Valkyrie on his left bicep. He had a laugh at the offer of the steak, which he pulled out of the bag, walked into the kitchen and placed it in the fridge. He kinda felt bad for eating her food, but he wouldn't deny her hospitality either.
He watched as Cher turned on the oven and started grabbing vegetables and broth out of the fridge, "Or you can just eat some soup with me."
He smiled, and nodded his agreement with the offer of a warm meal.
"You can explore anywhere you want... Except Bryan's room." He heard Cher choke a bit on her words. Byran must be her brother he thought, wishing he could have helped.
"Or the hallway closet. I keep... Things... In there." He noticed her blush again. He stifled a grin, Dante figured she would show him more of herself in time.
He thought that there must be away I can help her out, she invites a strange boy into her home and makes him a meal, and allows him to explore her house. Not holding any prejudgements against me.
Dante was standing in the kitchen watching Cher work in the kitchen, he suddenly though about how he must have looked. Rubbing a hand on his face, feeling the stubble on his jaw line and cheeks. Lifted his arm and got a whiff of his strong scent. Dante asked “May I go use your washroom and possibly take a shower?” He asked with a bit of a reserved smile. Cher nodded, “I'll go and explore and find it myself.” As he turned to and walked into where he left his bag. He opened it up and was glad he managed to “attain” and extra shirt, pants and socks. He mumbled “guess I'm going commando” he said with a stupid grin. He also grabbed his dagger, and left his bag open as he went in search for the washroom. Thinking to himself that I should be more presentable if I am in her home. Or at least not smell like two weeks of street. He shuddered at that thought. He made his way to the washroom, and closed the door, but didn't notice that it didn't completely close. Time to give this mutt a long deserved bath, he thought with a grin and a chuckle.
05-10-2010, 12:58 AM
After Cher nodded to Dante she set the broth on the stove. She brushed herself off and thought about Dante, "What did he say...?" She looked around wondering what she nodded to, she had been so busy with her cooking she hadn't even listened to what he asked her. She shrugged and started towards the stairs. Cher noticed as the hedgehog slid into the bathroom. Cher rolled her eyes and walked into the bathroom, not noticing the noise of the shower.
Cher picked up her hedgehog and started whispering to it. She then heard the faint noise of water hitting the ground of the tub. Cher looked up and saw the shadow of a man behind the shower curtains. Her eyes went wide and she made a tiny scream that could barely be heard. She whispered to herself, "Curse my horrible hearing!" She tiptoed out of the room and closed the door. She tried to close it gently, but that door never worked like that... It closed with a loud clang. Cher ran upstairs, and then noticed she had left her hedgehog in the bathroom. She growled at her stupidness and walked back downstairs. She stared at the door and decided to let it go, instead Cher turned and walked into the kitchen.
She cleaned the counters and took the pot off of the stove. She sat it in the middle of the large dining table. Cher felt bad, she wished she could do more for Dante... He was homeless, dealt with becoming a werewolf, and she just went WAY past the boundary line of personal space. She shivered at the thought of her walking into the bathroom. Cher lit the fire and then made the table. Once she was finished she sat at one of the chairs, and played with her soup.
05-10-2010, 02:08 AM
Marna's eyes flew open with a start. She had been resting comfortably, reserving her energy for the night ahead when she heard the scream. It came from within her mind and it was almost overwhelming in it's anguish. So loud as it cursed through her thoughts it made her bones rattle. Gritting her teeth she was instantly furious. Someone had killed another one of her children. Her kindred. Someone was systematically hunting and killing her friends. Someone was seriously pissing her off.
Throwing herself off her bed her movements almost too fast to follow with the human eye, just one quick blur of speed. She moved across the room to the dresser, looking for her brush. Quickly pulling it through her long hair, in front of a mirror that showed no reflection. The only movement the hair brush, appearing to float through the air over an empty chair. The process of doing something so simple, so comfortable, so human had the desired effect of calming her. Bringing her back to now, helping her focus her thoughts and forget about the one that was now gone. Satisfied with twisting her hair into a tight braid that reached the middle of her back, tossing the brush aside.
She moved across the room again in a blur of speed, pulling out of the closet a pair of leather pants and dark blue sweater. Dressing quickly, and then slipping into a pair of black boots that appeared to be brand new. Her now almost six foot frame dressed and ready to leave the penthouse apartment for the night. Her kin dead and retribution on her mind she called out "Alexandra, we need to go out, and we need to go out now" moving through the dark apartment in search of her companion. "Where are you? Someone else has been turned to dust, I need to find out who's doing this" wondering where her servant has gotten to.
05-10-2010, 02:12 AM
The warm water cascading over his body felt good. Dante sensed movement beyond the shower curtain. He heard her voice, inaudible over the water, and a tiny yelp. He grinned a bit. His only worry was if she saw the garish scars on his body, he heard the door close loudly. His smile diminished as he rested his hand on the wall letting the water wash away his crippling emotions. He stepped out of the shower, and towelled off. He felt Kemdi scamper over his foot, he looked down at Cher's polymorphed sister and chuckled. He scooped her up, and placed her on the counter top so he wouldn't step on her, quickly shaved his face, save for his beard and dressed. He grabbed his clothing, and picked up Kemdi and carried her out of the washroom. “Your a cute little monster.” Dante said with a toothy grin, and set her down. “You best be watchin were you are goin lil one.” He started to walk over to his bag and noticed Cher in the dinning room, playing with her soup. He quickly cloths in his bag, and thought that he wouldn't bring up the shower, unless she touched upon it. Figuring no need to make things strained or awkward, anymore than they seem already. He strided into the dinning room, and sat across from Cher, Dante was lost in thought. Wonder how he got here, what forces brought him to her and why. He thought he would have to explore that, after he got her permission to perform such rituals in her house. He mumbled a quick thanks to the earth mother for the food presented before him, and laded himself some soup.
“So... how do you afford such a nice home, by yourself?” Dante asked trying to break the ice a bit. “Do you have a roommate, or help from somewhere?” Trying not to let too much out, knowing he doesn't work, but has a minor income and can “provide” for himself. Dante liked the feel of Cher's place. It was kinda homy, which wasn't a feeling he was use to. “Also if you don't mind me asking, I'd like to know a bit about your casting. It interests me, I do some incantations of my own.” He said with a bit of caution, not knowing if he was treading on thin ice. “Feel free to ask me anything there Cher, anything at all.” He said feeling kind of exposed, but liking the vulnerability he presented to her. He looked down at his soup, realizing how hungry he was he picked up his spoon and started to eat the meal Cher prepared. Enjoying it thoroughly, as he awaited her response.
05-10-2010, 02:34 AM
“So... how do you afford such a nice home, by yourself?” Dante asked. “Do you have a roommate, or help from somewhere?” Cher looked up from her soup as she watched Dante gulp down his soup. Cher giggled and shook her head, "Well, I'm just a good builder... And I'm good at casting." She ate a bit of her soup as she felt something scurry over her foot. She looked down and saw her hedgehog sit on top of Chers foot and clean itself. Cher scratched the hedgehog on top of its head and continued conversation.
"Also if you don't mind me asking, I'd like to know a bit about your casting. It interests me, I do some incantations of my own." She smiled at the conversation brightly and set down her spoon, "Oh I'm so glad you asked!" Her eyes glowed their usual purple and she started spitting out her spells, "I can bring back the dead, have the ability to see my dead... Uh... Nevermind that." She suddenly was very quiet. Cher sat her spoon in her soup and got up from her chair, "I'll be right back..." She picked up a box of tissues in the kitchen and ran to the bathroom.
She didn't know why should just couldn't get over her dead brother. She opened up the medicine cabinet over the sink and threw them around the bathroom, "I'm going to get that man." She almost screamed. Cher started to cry for a few moments and then looked into the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot and she was incredibly upset. Cher bent over the sink and washed her face. She then opened the door and walked back into the dining room, smiling from ear to ear.
Cher sat back down and noticed the hedgehog scurry over to Dante, scratching his leg, begging for food. Cher smiled at Dante, "What powers can you do? And, what do your tattoos mean?" She winked and then looked down at her soup, as she looked at her reflection she thought she saw Bryan. She blinked, and Chers face was back.
05-10-2010, 03:58 AM
"Well, I'm just a good builder... And I'm good at casting."
"Oh I'm so glad you asked!"He looked up from his bowl to see her eyes flourish with color.
"I can bring back the dead, have the ability to see my dead... Uh... Nevermind that." Cher grew quiet and Dante bit his lip hard. He kinda felt like an ass for unintentionally bringing up her brother
"I'll be right back..." Cher got up, and left.
Dante, sat there alone. Mentally kicking himself in the ass. What about my gifts, he thought maybe I can do something for her. He argued my mind and let it go silent. His eyes began to grow and azure blue, he didn't not hear Cher having a break down in the washroom. Everything grew dark, and he heard howls off in the distance. He didn't do this often, it always caused him so much anguish. Time slowed and he called out to his totem. A wolf appeared before him glistening white with an azure blue rune, of the bridge upon her forehead. Her essence was that of Father wolf and Mother moon. “Find out what you can about our lost brother Byran.” He bid the spirit, in a voice that sounded like the echos of thunder. She vanished.
Dante came off his short trance, as Cher walked back into the room. He noticed she had a smile on her face again. Dante tried to match that grin. He felt little paws at leg, and saw Kemdi, he picked up his bowl and brought it down for her. He lost his appetite for food.
"What powers can you do? And, what do your tattoos mean?" She said with a wink, he watched as she looked down at her bowl of soup, noticing that she blinked really hard. He fought hard against his thoughts, need to lighten the mood. Need to get her focus on me, and out of her head and off Byran.
“My tattoos.. well each one I awoke with after one of my transformations. He rubbed his right hand over the Valkyrie. “This one is a symbol of the hand maidens of Odin, She is a protector of warriors in battle and takes the spirits of the fallen warriors to the halls of Valhalla.” His hand slid down, and his left hand rubbed his right forearm. “This one is Mjolnir which means destroyer or crusher, it is the Hammer of the Thunder god. It symbolizes strength, power, kindness and generosity.” He said with a small smile, wondering if the talk of faith may offend her. “The last ones are scattered all over my body” pointing to a rune his chest she couldn't see. “Each on has different meaning, which I'm still in the process of learning.” He said with a deep sigh.
Dante looked into her eyes again, seemingly lost for a moment. He shook his head, and stroked his beard. “My powers” he mused. “They feel like a curse at the best of times. Being a Ithaeru they all involve the Gauntlet... I mean the spirit world and it's bridge. I can see and hear the spirits and see the weaknesses between the realms, as well as walk into the realm of shadows. I have the rites, rituals and incantations to bind, banish and summon spirits.” He said with a grand wave of his arms, and a bit of a bitter smile. His heart ached, as she flashed into his mind again, “It wasn't your fault” it echoed in his head. He quickly shook it off, reminding himself that he is staying sober tonight. “My other ability is the one I refer to as the Ghost step.” he said with toothy grin. “It allows me to become ephemeral for a time, it is one of my more useful gifts aside from my monstrous changes ” He leaned back in his chair, and looked down at the hedgehog, happily gorging herself on Dante's supper. “On that note, warding. Would you be ok if I warded your home? It is just a precaution, but one I've taken since my first night as a Ithaeru.” He said with as much of a reassuring smile as possible. He looked back at her, looking into those shining purple orbs. Wondering what he can do to make it easier on her, what he could do to give her peace. Wondering if he could ever leave her alone, now that he has let her in this far.
05-10-2010, 04:52 AM
Cher stared at awe at Dante as he told her about his tattoos. She smiled and played with her hair for a moment. She noticed he looked slightly solemn after speaking of spirits. Cher stared at him, "You lost someone, too..." She whispered. Cher wanted to hug him, she wanted everything to be alright. Her brother would be gone, she knew, but she would feel safe... In the hands of a werewolf. It sounded strange, but it felt right. She sighed and stared down at her soup. The hedgehog trotted over to Cher after finished with Dante's bowl. Cher giggled and sat her cold soup on the ground.
Cher thought about him being there for the night, and to live there... In her home. She thought of him running off every full-moon night, turning into a horrible beast. She felt horrible, she promised she wouldn't think of him as a beast. Then Cher thought about drinking, getting drunk... Going numb. She smiled lightly, then thought about Dante again. She played with her hair and then looked into Dante's eyes.
"Yes. I'd like you to stay here as long as you want. I will be your friend for as long as you need one. And, it will be nice to have someone in my house instead of just a little hedgehog" She put her slender hand on top of his buff one and stared at them for a few seconds. Cher then pulled up her hand rapidly, as if his touch sent fire up her arm. Cher smiled up at Dante and whispered just loud enough for him to hear, "Would you like to pick a room? We have a guest-room, the basement, and Bryans room, and I trust you to have it... If you want. Or you could even sleep in my closet" She said with a small smile.
05-10-2010, 05:36 AM
"You lost someone, too..." Cher quietly said to him, staring into him, he watched her struggle and twitch a little, trying to strain an reaction he thought. He noticed Cher look down and giggle, a smile crossed his face as she placed the bowl down for her sister.
There was a long silence, Dante completely focused on cher, soaking up her image, committing her face to his memory. He noticed the strained look cross her face again, and watched as her hand reached up to her hair. I wonder what she is thinking about, I wonder how badly I'm in her head. A small smile touched his face again. As her eyes met his.
"Yes. I'd like you to stay here as long as you want. I will be your friend for as long as you need one. And, it will be nice to have someone in my house instead of just a little hedgehog." Dante smiled, and felt the heat on his cheeks as his face began to grow red. Dante felt her cool fingers trace his hand, and come to rest upon his. He glanced down to admire the moment of contact, enjoying the mild tickle it sent up his arm. Cher pulled her hand away. He looked at her again, and saw her smile.
"Would you like to pick a room? We have a guest-room, the basement, and Bryans room, and I trust you to have it... If you want. Or you could even sleep in my closet" She said quietly with a small smile.
Dante's ears burned, and he felt himself blush again. He felt a stupid grin form on his face as he looked down at the mention of her room. He felt his chest swell, and his heart pound. “Any room I want, Even your closet.” He said biting his lower lip. Dante's thoughts raced, Cher was a beautiful girl, she just gave him an invitation to stay in her room with her. All Dante could do was blush harder. “I.. I.. I think being closer to you would be more comfortable.” He said stammering over his words. Dante took a deep shuddering breathe, and looked up, locking eyes with Cher again. Wondering if this maybe the change in his life he has been striving for. He knew that he wouldn't let her go as a friend, he couldn't fathom anything like that, not now or ever. A deluge of thoughts came into his mind, he ignored them all save a few. But he pushed those away. He leaned forward, and looked into Cher's eyes, not knowing what to say. His cheeks still rosy, and a stupid smile on his face.
05-10-2010, 05:58 AM
(OK, I know I said I would wait but it's hard to not post XD)
Cher looked at him as he spoke. She watched as he would blush and silly smiles would spread across his face. She watched him as she leaned in, closer to her. She could almost feel his breath on her. She didn't know what she wanted to do, she couldn't think of anything. Cher knew if she did anything, it would be stupid. She then got up from her chair quickly and coughed lightly, "You may have the closet then." She brushed down her hair and looked into space. Her lips moved slowly as thought thinking of something. A stupid smile slid across her face, just as Dante's. She then picked up the two bowls on the floor and carried them into the kitchen.
Cher cleaned the dishes and sat them on a towel to dry. She then looked outside as sunset spread across the floor... Fall, when the dark would suck up every little bit of light. She then went back into the dining room and stared at Dante for long period of time, until she jumped lightly when a small creature slithered over her foot. She looked down as her hedgehog sat down on her foot, cleaning herself once more.
"Dante..." Whispered Cher. She then spoke up, "Dante, come upstairs to my room and unpack in my... Closet. She picked up her hedgehog and walked upstairs. She set it down and it scurried into its room. She smiled as its tiny feet disappeared from view. Cher then walked into her room. It was bright and cheery. She opened the two doors into her huge walk-in closet. A huge fire next to her reading place lit up the room. She walked over to the fireplace and jumped up many times. Che reached a handle and pulled down a small bed. This would be Dante's bed. She then walked over to a large shelf of night-gowns and other sleeping clothes.
Cher pulled out a long almost see through night gown. She took off her shoes and remembered Dante was there, "Oh..." She said lightly, "I hope you don't mind staying in here while I go dress." She thought carefully and looked into the fire, "It will give you a chance to unpack..." Cher then walked over to a large red button and all of the shelves and clothes went into the wall, "There, that will give you more room." She brushed Dante inside, closed the doors, and then dressed in her room.
She lit her fire and got into her bed. She wanted to say good night to Dante but wasn't sure if he was dressing. Cher got up and pulled the curtains over the window and turned off lights. She stared at a small clock and saw that it was 10:02. She thought of how it got late so fast, but then shrugged.
Cher walked over to the two doors and felt uncomfortable. She then nervously knocked.
(OK, I'm off!)
05-10-2010, 06:51 AM
The day started much as it normally did for Alexandra. She awoke at eleven in the morning, which was early considering the fact that she had been up all night with Marna; something she was always happy to do. But a lot of the time, the lack of sleep got to Alex and as such, she tended to float around in what appeared to be a dreamlike state. The day greeted her with the familiar and exquisite burning in her neck created by the puncture wounds left by Marna. Beautiful Marna, laying in the bed next to Alex. Still and quiet as the dead. Alex licked her lips as she stared at the smooth pale skin of her mistress. More and more she found herself drawn to Marna. Never wanting to leave her side or her embrace. But she had to do the things Marna demanded of her if she wanted to feel the pleasure of the pain her mistress would bring.
Alex would spend most of the day running errands for her mistress, which included everything from picking up dry cleaning to banking, and finding time to go grocery shopping. Alex was human after all and needed to eat real food. Fortunately, Marna provided her with more than enough money to purchase whatever she needed. A large portion of the money which Marna provided her with was spent on clothing for herself. Marna had impeccable tastes, and Alex wanted to dress much in the same way. Unfortunately for her, being six inches shorter than Marna, it meant she had to find her own clothing and couldn’t wear Marna’s, something she secretly longed to do.
Once the errands were done, Alex returned to the penthouse and would normally sleep until her mistress had woken up. Today however, she didn’t feel like sleeping. Instead, Alex poured herself a glass of Merlot and headed on to the balcony. She sat in the lounge chair, sipping her wine, until twilight started to fall. Once it did, Alex set up her easel, and grabbing her palette, started to paint.
Alex loved the feel of the wind on her face as she held the paintbrush in her hand. She stood on the balcony, painting a scenic view of the city below. It really was nothing spectacular in her mind. Her true talent flowed when she was getting images of events to come, something that hadn’t happened in quite a while. Mind you, Marna hadn’t asked her for a painting in a while. She found that she didn’t paint as much unless it was by Marna’s request. But today was different. Today, she felt like painting just because she enjoyed it, and she found herself getting lost in it as well. So much so, she didn’t really hear Marna call for her; not at first anyway.
Alex had gotten lost in the painting. The textures on the canvas, the brushstrokes. All of it was like a symphony being played, and she was the composer. It was like a dream for her and the sound of Marna’s voice coming through the balcony door, which was open a crack, sounded like it was coming from across a distant chasm. It was actually a minute after Marna had finished speaking that Alex realized that she was being summoned. With the brush in hand, she walked into the penthouse and stood before Marna, bowing her head subserviently.
For a moment, Alex felt ashamed. Marna was dressed quite nice, and rather attractively. Alex on the other hand, was wearing a pair of ripped blue jeans, a faded red tee shirt and a pair of black and white sneakers. It looked to her as though Marna was preparing to go out and Alex hoped that they would stay in instead. Alex cursed herself for not being more attentive. She should never have gotten lost in the painting. Her mistress needed her and she didn’t know why, something that might have been different if Alex had been paying attention.
“I’m sorry Marna,” Alex kept her head down and spoke softly. “I was painting. I didn’t hear you. Please forgive me.” Alex’s tone was apologetic and she half expected to be hit for not attending to Marna faster. Mind you, the pain would bring pleasure, and it was that she longed for in silence.
05-10-2010, 08:52 AM
"You may have the closet then." Cher brushed down her hair and looked off into the distance. Dante watched her lips move, trying to see if he could decipher her thoughts, that were on her lips. He saw her smile match his. As she picked up the bowls and went into the kitchen.
Dante looked out one of the windows in the dinning room, watching as the sunset. Thinking that maybe he can close the chapter of loneliness in his life. He sat thinking about his how long ago his last transformation was, about two days. I need to master my forms, he thought I need to gain control, not just for my safety but Cher. He thought of how comfortable Cher made him, enough to let his guard down when they were alone. Dante shook his head, he chuckled a little, that witch has sure cast a spell on me, he mused with a smile on his face.
"Dante..." Whispered Cher. She then spoke up, "Dante, come upstairs to my room and unpack in my... Closet.” He watched he bend down and pick up Kemdi, and walk away. Dante got up and followed suit.
He admired the sway of her hips, and the shape of her form as he walked behind her. Cher set down Kemdi at the top of the stairs and walked into her room. Dante felt a sudden sense of nervousness wash over him. He admired the warmth and brightness of the room, Dante watched as she walked into her closet. He walked over and peered in and there she stood, before a shelf, selecting her bed ware.
He found himself looking out her window, into the darkness, feeling of the calling of his Urhan form, he silently promised himself he would answer it tomorrow.
"Oh..." Cher stated quietly.
"I hope you don't mind staying in here while I go dress." Dante looked her way, noticing she was looking into the glow of the fire place
"It will give you a chance to unpack..." she said kind of absently
"There, that will give you more room." as she pressed a button on the wall. Dante feeling rather perplexed at the changing shape of the closet. Dante felt her push him gently into the closet and close the door.
He moved towards “his” bed, such an odd thought, having a bed again. He pulled his dirty cloths out of his bag and rested them next to it. He brought out his ritual implements. His smudging bundle, some red clay and the pouch of grave soil, a lighter and his silver dagger. Taking off his shirt, he quickly thought as he ran a hand over a garish looking scar, that he wished he had the regeneration he had now back then. He allowed one of his eyes to fall into inky azure, and glinted like the night sky. He looked around his space, and saw her there, sitting patiently for him to fully immerse himself. He began to draw a circle of protection, inscribing the runes of power and the angle upon the floor, with a mixture of clay and grave dust. He tucked away the remaining dust and picked up the bundle and lit it. Crouching down Dante began reciting the ritual prayers and asking the goddess Luna for protection and aid in his quest. He patted himself down with the smoking bundle and allowed it to cleanse the room. He laid the bundle at his feet and picked up the dagger, he hated this sliver was a sin, but he needed enough blood to consecrate the circle. It bit deep in his palm eliciting a growl, it aggravating the wound, he felt his teeth elongate and his nails grow. He kept his form from going Gauru. He splattered the blood upon each of the runes, and the circle glowed a deep indigo. The ward was complete, making the second level safe from harmful spirits. Dante brought his feet around and sat cross legged in the circle and began a soft chant letting his other eye come over to Hisil the realm of spirits.
“So tell me companion, what have you found out about our fallen brother Bryan.” Dante said, his voice sounding like distant thunder. The she-wolf leered at him. He felt her thoughts in his head. “Bryan walks the material realm on the verge of being a Zi'ir a broken soul, his lust for vengeance and the love of Cher are what bind him to her.” The wolf accented with a whimper. “What form is he stuck in?” Dante asked, his voice a low rumble. “Dalu” She whispered in his toughs, her ears bending low. “Bryan's spirit is becoming weak, the only thing keeping him from causing harm is his love, and that is becoming lost to the fury of his soul.” Dante's brow furrowed. How was he going to talk to Cher about this, it is her brother after all. He smiled at the spirit, reaching out he patted her on her head, “Thank you, I don't know what I would have done with out you.” She tilted her head and he felt her thoughts in his head, “You'd still be a lost pup.” she growled then vanished.
Dante was back on the material realm. He felt sick, his hand ached and his head hurt. I could sure go for a nip he thought. As he heard a knock at the doors of the closet, He let his one eye fall into azure again, glinting with the intensity of the stars in the sky. He looked at his hand realizing the wound was still open, but not bleeding and his hand was completely red. The circle still glowing a very soft indigo, “Your more than welcome to come in.” He said with a mild uncertainty. How would she react to his ritual, or seeing his blood, or his eye. His thoughts started to race, but the closet door swung open.
Dante was awe struck, it was like seeing Luna for the first time through his new eyes. Cher stood there, Her tan body and blonde hair playing off the soft glow of the fire. Her almost sheer night-gown hugging her form, accentuating her body. The light played off her form just right, creating delicious shadows. Her gaze meeting his, her amethyst orbs piercing his soul. He sat there his jaw a gape, at the sight of such beauty.
05-10-2010, 03:38 PM
Cher smiled. She didnt mind the blood or the eye... Nothing was normal, she understood. She brushed down her hair and whispered something, then looked around the room, "Would you like to wash off your wound? If you don't it will most likely get infected. Silver tends to do that, at least to me it does." Her eyes fixed to Dante's large cut and to the dagger. Cher winked and then walked inside and looked around.
Cher walked over to Dante lightly, "Do you have to," Cher tried to come up with the words, "Go out tonight?" She sat down on his bed and looked into the fire that sat beside it. She curled her hair around her finger and looked to Dante, "If you do, I truly dont mind... I just would like to be... Prepared. Especially for my hedgehog." She looked down to Dante's wound once again. She sighed, "Don't you just hate silver?" Cher smiled silly but had a look of worry on her face. She hated seeing blood, and it seemed worse for her to see it on him, Dante.
Cher stared at Dante for a while, he seemed hypnotized by something but also... He needed to say something, and didn't know how. She knew the feeling. Cher smiled, "You can tell me whatever it is tomorrow." She didn't really mind if he didn't know what she meant.
After Dante answered she yawned simply and kissed Dante on the cheek gently, but longer then in the graveyard. She then walked out of the room and closed the doors behind her.
Cher sat in bed, "Bryan..." She whispered. Suddenly a white tinted person came into view. He looked young but handsome. Bryan stared around the room, "When diiid you last calll me?" He hand a look of fury on his face, but not to her. Cher shook her head, "About a month ago, but I met another werewolf and he kind of reminds me of you. Sorry, I just wanted to see you again." She brushed back her hair and Bryan kissed her on the forehead, is sent a large shiver up her spine, but Cher didn't mind it. He stared in her eyes and said calmy, "You may be older but you'll still always be younger then me." Cher never knew what he meant when he said this, but then he disappeared.
Cher looked in the mirror before turning out the lights and saw something... Her eyes had turned icy blue. She sighed and then closed down the lights, falling lightly into a dream-land as she stared into the fireplace that was still alight.
05-10-2010, 07:08 PM
"Look at you” Marna growled, her rage bubbling to the surface again upon finally locating Alex. Taking in the casual way she was dressed “You look like you belong on the street” her face twisted in disdain, stepping closer toward her, her fists tightly clenched by her sides. “So wrapped up that you didn’t hear me?” Her voice took on a dangerous tone, her eyes boring into the girl in front of her. Stopping inches before her, staring at her slight frame.
“Perhaps I should find someone else to attend me, someone that would be more dutiful. Someone that is not such a scatter brain.” Her voice dropping dangerously low, almost a hiss, like a rattle snake about to bite. She was deliberately baiting Alex. Knowing what the girl wanted, refusing to respond in the way she craved. Visions of doing more than slapping the girl running through her mind, causing her to dig her nails into her palms to quench the urge to strike her. She was the master here.
Brushing past her to step out onto the balcony, automatically raising her face to the night air, its caress against her skin like a long awaited lover. She breathed deep pulling the scent of the evening into her senses, her eyes closing in anticipation while she tasted the dusk. Her lips pulling into a small smirk perhaps she would inflict some pain, it would make her feel better. She did so love when Alex screamed for her and she tasted even more delicious when it was tinged in pain.
When her eyes snapped back open their usual brilliant crystal blue where tinged with flakes of red throughout a sure sign of her anger and her hunger. Turning back toward the girl “I give you everything you could want, and ask so little of you in…..” she paused her eyes suddenly seeing the painting to the side. “What is this. Explain” her voice crisp and demanding, thoughts of torture momentarily forgotten by the image on the canvas.
“I’m….sorry,” Alex kept her head down not looking at the painting, her voice diminished to little more than a whisper. All the while she silently cursed herself not knowing the true source of Marna’s anger. If only she had been inside instead of on the balcony, painting for enjoyment, Marna would not be angry with her.
“I…won’t…do…it…again,” as Alex said the words, a single tear rolled down her cheek. She didn’t want to give up painting, it was one of the only things she loved in the world, and she did it so rarely. The thought of not painting anymore was like a knife in Alex’s heart. But the thought of losing Marna was more than she could bear.
Marna was completely focused on the painting, not really noticing the girl in the doorway. "This is what you were doing, this painting. This is why you are here. This is why you are valuable to me." her fingers instinctively reaching out to touch the canvas, to see if it was real, stopping just short of actually touching. "What made you paint this? What did you see?" quickly closing the gap between them, grabbing Alex by the shoulders, shaking her.
Finally looking, seeing the tears in her eyes for the first time. "There, there.." she whispered pulling the girl close, wrapping her arms around her. "I just woke with a start" lifting her chin, she kissed the tear the salty wetness on her tongue. "You know how upset I get if one of my kindred is killed" rubbing her arms against the others arms. "Tell me what you saw when you painted" she murmured softer, her eyes glued to the painting on the easel. "This is important Alex"
“I…I…didn’t see anything,” Alex looked up at Marna, her body trembling from the kiss. The look in Alex’s eyes quickly turned to one of lust as she started to writhe against Marna.
“I was lost in the moment. I…” Alex paused, still not looking at the painting and the look on her face changed to one of concern.
“Who was killed? And how does a painting of Manhattan…” Alex stopped talking as she looked at the painting for the first time since Marna had awoke. Her jaw dropped as she looked at the painting in confusion. She didn’t remember painting that. Surely her eyes were playing tricks on her.
Pulling away from Marna, Alex moved and stood before the painting. The painting itself looked like the penthouse she lived in surrounded by the lights and buildings of the city. There were flames and people dying horribly, their faces twisted in anguish and horror. Turning away from the painting, she looked directly into Marna’s eyes. Fear now showed in Alex’s eyes. She had an answer for the vampire and had no doubt that Marna wouldn’t like it. She had only seen Marna go into a fit of rage once before. The rage wasn’t directed at Alex, but it still scared her nonetheless. And right now, Alex didn’t want to be the recipient of hundreds of years of anger and rage.
“I don’t remember painting that,” Alex’s words came calmly and quietly.
Moving to stand behind her slave, resting her hand lightly on the girls shoulder, her lips inches away from her neck "Well let's find out shall we?" she purred, her face alight with an evil smile. "Go change into something more suitable, as befits my companion. We need to go to the cemetary" pushing the girl back into the penthouse, her eyes still glued to the canvas. The red much more pronounced in her eyes.
“Yes mistress,” Alex spoke calmly and stopped in the door. Turning back, Alex walked over to Marna and tilted her head to the side, pushing her hair away form her neck.
“You need to feed,” Alex’s breath came shorter and her lips curled into a smile. “I can see it in your eyes.”
Marna's glance flickered toward the girl, her features becoming much more predatory, at the site of Alex's slender neck, her pale features. Closing the gap between them quickly, grabbing her arm, her tongue snaking out licking the girl from collar bone to ear, feeling her shiver in response. "This is going to hurt you love, I am most agitated and not thinking clearly. I'm not in the mood for gentle. Do you still wish this" her voice calm and direct her control slowly slipping as she could hear the blood rushing through Alex, feel her excitement, her fangs start to descend.
Alex closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Marna, grinding into her.
“Take me…please.” Alex whispered. “I need to feel you.”
Without hesitation Marna sank her fangs deep into the girls neck, gripping her tight, immediately throwning the girl into exquisite pain, catching her as her knees buckled, hearing her gasp of pain. Her weight no more than a feather in the vampires arms. She pulled deeply on her neck, tasting all her thoughts, her feelings, her fear, her lust, her pain. It was intoxicating. It would be so simple to just drain her completely, she mused.
She could read through the feeding that the girl was telling the truth. She truly did not remember the painting. She just lost her self into the act, not conscious of what was pouring from the brush at the end of her fingertips.
Loosening her hold, reluctantly stopping well before she wanted, she licked the wounds, like a cat, watching as they immediately started to heal. Becoming two reddened bumps instead of gashing wounds as they were a few seconds prior. Licking the girls lips, she released her gently "Go dress now" making sure the girl could stand before completely letting her go.
"I need more, much more. More than I am willing to take from you to ease this anger. I want you with me and coherent" turning away, moving toward the balcony's edge staring off into the night.
(co/post with me & naz)
05-10-2010, 07:32 PM
Dante saw Cher smile and he began to relax a bit."Would you like to wash off your wound? If you don't it will most likely get infected. Silver tends to do that, at least to me it does." She said he followed her gaze to his healing wound, he gave a bit of a hapless smile. Cher winked and then walked inside and looked around. Dante watched Cher move around the room, looking it over.
Cher walked over to Dante lightly, "Do you have to.."
"Go out tonight?"Cher said with a bit of a pause, as she sat down on his bed and looked into the fire that sat beside it. Dante watched with a little amusement as she curled her hair around her finger and looked to at him,
"If you do, I truly dont mind... I just would like to be... Prepared. Especially for my hedgehog." Dante followed her gaze back to his wound, it does bug her he thought to himself. He heard her sigh
"Don't you just hate silver?" He looked up to see her smile once again, but saw the look of worry cross her face. He felt a twinge of sadness grasp at him, but shook it off. As she sat oh the bed before him.
“No" said Dante, "Not tonight. I wont do any changes in your home, I will be outside and away from you."
"But I do have control over four of my five forms Cher. The one that we really have to prepare for is the Gauru, or war-form. The one that is depicted in all those monster movies.” He said with a strained laugh
Dante saw him then, he watched the Dalu walk into the room with him and Cher. As he got closer to Cher he began to turn into a Hishu again. Bryan, crossed his arms over his chest and gave a bit of a bow, exposing the back of his neck. Through teachings from his spirit companion, he learned that as a sign of respect, enough to trust another Uratha (Werewolves) by exposing his weaknesses. Bryan sat beside Cher, and seemed to wait. Dante thought she must, be able to see him when she chooses. He felt the words form on his lips, but couldn't say a thing. Bryan shook his head.
"You can tell me whatever it is tomorrow." Cher said with a smile. Which brought Dante's focus back on to her. Cher yawned, she leaned over, and Dante felt her breath then the press of her warm lips against his face, it sent a shiver down his back again. He inhaled to take in her sent again. The salty fruity smell with a touch of ozone, calmed him immensely. All he wanted to do was take her in his arms, and hold her. But he thought that to be foolish, not so soon her thought. He watched Cher walk out of the room followed by Bryan, a look of love and anger on his face, as him and Dante caught each others gaze. Cher closed the doors, and Bryan phased through after her.
He got up from the circle, and wiped his hands on his dirty shirt. The wound is almost healed, Dante walked over to the small window and looked out. No moon, he thought, mother Moon turns her face from us. A new cycle begins. He walked over to his bed and sat down. Dante grabbed his bag and pulled it closer. He rummaged through it all, bringing out his cell phone and I-pod with chargers. He found a outlet and plugged them in. Music he thought with a grin. He walked back over to his mattress, and sat back down. Taking off his pants he got under the covers, and chuckled a little, As he thought of the washroom incident earlier. Also thinking it might be time to “acquire” some more cloths as he lifted the blanket and looked at his naked form. He looked around one last time, and saw that the she-wolf was sleeping near the fire. He let his eye fall back to the material realm, and closed them. Dante fell into sleep, but he dreamed. Dreams that were of horrible things in his past life, of his sister, of his turning and most of all fade images in his Gauru form. Dante slept restlessly.
05-10-2010, 07:50 PM
Cher woke to loud sirens outside at 4 am. She smiled and stretched, accidently throwing her hedgehog of her bed. She giggled and picked up the hedgehog, kissing it on the forehead. Then she lightly stepped down from her bed and saw the fire, still slightly alight... Tinted blue. She pressed a button on the fireplace and it quited down to one small flame, and then to nothing. Cher nodded and practically danced to her window and pulled the curtains away. She stared outside, stormy... Police and ambulance outside.
Cher thought of things, her brother... Dante. She smiled at the thought. She looked into a mirror and saw her eyes back to their regular amethyst purple. She saw they were blood-shot, must have been crying in her sleep again. She brushed down her hair with her hands and changed her streak of hair to a dark blue. Cher then looked in her dresser, nothing... Everything was in her closet. She sighed and remembered Dante... She didn't want to wake him. She dug farther in her dresser and found a T-shirt with a large purple peace sign on it. She also found some tight jeans and pulled them on. Cher twirled in front of her mirror and smiled.
Cher made a note and put it on her bedroom door, "What you want for breakfast? :)" She closed it and tiptoed downstairs, with her hedgehog running behind her. She sat in the living room and watched the news. She stared at the TV with horror.
"Two teenagers die a mysterious death, only clue is two marks on their necks. More information on the topic later." Che clicked a button on her remote and it shut off. She stared down at her feet and a tear fell from her eyes. She had abandoned her duty, she was too busy with Dante. She liked Dante... A lot. If she always was off doing her duty she wouldn't have any time to spend with Dante. She prayed slowly and stared down at the remote, she would make food for Dante and then go hunt vampires.
05-10-2010, 09:30 PM
Dante awoke, his eyes burned, and his head pounded. He rolled his legs off the bed and shook the sleep from his mind. He pulled on his pants and his shirt. Got to get more cloths his thoughts reminded him. He adjusted himself and picked up his light back pack, and walked to to closet door. Dante opened the door and saw a note"What you want for breakfast? " He chuckled at the note, his thoughts turned mildly enjoyable when he thought you. His grin going large, he shook it off, no. He saw the clock 5:05, no wonder my head is fuzzy, oh well it is a prefect time to go shopping he thought. He started a light song as he walked down the stairs
“Innocence tainted by pure lunacy, cursed by the slash of a shape-shifting beast, Oh no, this can't be, demonic infection, a doomed changeling...” He paused as he got to the bottom of the stairs, where is Cher? Dante took a quick look for her, but he couldn't find her. He found his meal in the kitchen Dante stood there eating,wondering where she went. When he felt little paws on his bare feet. Kemdi was looking up at him, he smiled and put the remaining piece of toast down for her. Dante walked to the door, it was locked. He gave a small grin and chuckled, he became ephemeral and phased out into the world.
Dante rematerialized on Cher's front steps. The wind battered him and the rain came down relentlessly. He felt a shiver run up his body, he growled. He walked quickly down the street, looking over his shoulder to see if anyone was around. Dante moved into a back alley, good a place as any he thought He hated that he had to remove his cloths, other wise they'd be destroyed in the transformation. But he could loosen his bags straps and not have it destroyed when he turned into the Dalu or Urhan forms. He put his cloths in his bag and put it on his back. Dante stood there letting the rain cascade over his body, feeling it's icy bite. His body began to convulse, his hair grew longer turning grey and white, and started growing all over his body. Dante's bones began to bubble pop and snap. Reforming to accommodate his new shape. A tail began to form and his face took on a lupine form he fell on all fours as his hand and feet turned to paws. He let loose a long low howl, his form complete. Urhan, the form of the Wolf. Dante's ears twitched he heard the sound of rats in the alley, he inhaled deeply, the smell of stale exhaust rot and earth. Swaying his head side to side he saw the little creature move into the shadows. Dante shook off some of the rain and ran off.
Dante never stole from small or family owned businesses. He thought that they didn't deserve such plight. Corporations and chains on the other hand that was a whole different story. He ran, his lupine heart racing, as the rain and wind rushed through his hair. He loved being in the Urhan form, it reminded him of his love of wolves long ago. Kinda sad that his love of wolves never carried to his Gauru form. He came upon a mall, where some major chains were. Dante let loose a growl and turned ephemeral, and phased through the wall. He ran down the buffered isle, and stopped. His body began to convulse again, his hair began to disappear and he took on a human for again. Dante stood up and looked down the isle. He grabbed some various clothing two shirts a pair of cargo's and jeans. A bag of sock and boxers. He changed into his old cloths, “damn, forgot my boots” he mumbled as he put the new ones in his bag. Dante shrugged it off, and phased out again, leaving the store. He chuckled as he did so.
Dante reappeared, continuing the song he was singing at Cher's.
“His future concealed as he begs to be told, a kiss from the gypsy, he'll never grow old, oh no, this can't be demonic infection, a doomed changeling..” He stopped and thought, I need to get money out for cher need to help her out, but his thoughts halted the Urhan was calling again. He looked around. Shed his cloths putting them in his bag, and smiled, so demanding he thought. The wolf stood in his place, Dante smelt a familiar scent, it was salty and fruity with a touch of ozone.. but there was something else blood and ash. Dante ran as fast as the Urhan form could take him, Cher needs my help. His heart pounding in his chest like a war drum, and his legs pumping like pistons he ran. Following the scent.
05-10-2010, 09:43 PM
Cher stood in front of dead people. Bite marks in their necks. She stared at them, transfixed for a long period of time. The bodies suddenly got up onto their feet. Cher smiled, "I was waiting for you."
The two creatures stared at Cher and attacked her. She hit one of the vampires in the heart, first shot. The other one pushed her down and sat on top of her, holding her down. When it threw her down her stake fell from her hands and to the street. She wouldn't scream for help, Cher never did... No one could help her anyhow.
Cher punched the vampire in the head and it fell to the ground. It screeched at her as she got to her feet. Blood covered her arms and a bruise colored her right cheek. The rain soaked her hair and make-up. She was a mess. Cher ran over to her stake and tried to pick it up, but the vampire was too quick. It pushed her down onto the stake. It cut into her leg, causing a large painful wound. Her eyes went wide but she didn't cry.
Cher was in so much pain, but she threw her leg back and hit the vampire who sat on top of her a large kick in the stomach. It fell to the street and stared up at her. She pulled the stake out of her leg and screamed in pain. Her hand covered her mouth so no one would hear her unless they were close. She then fell onto the vampire in a faint.
The pain was too much...
The vampire stared at the girl on top of it with confusion. It pushed her head back and saw her neck. The vampire smiled and leaned in to feed.
05-10-2010, 10:13 PM
Dante's legs pistoned beneath him, her sent was stronger. He bolted around a corner in time to see Cher fall into the hands of a Nosferatu. Dante lost control seeing the pale gaunt form leaning over Cher. He bounded towards the vampire. His howl was loud and long, it barely drowned out the bone cracking and popping to reshape his for. Dante's body shifted to a humanoid form, with a lupine head, his front legs turned to arms with massive hands and razor edged claws. His back legs remained lupine and and his back paws grew. His body filled out with muscle, Gauru. Dante hit the vampire like a comet, freeing Cher from its cold clutches. Dante wrapped his massive hand around the creatures head, and threw it into the wall of a building. Dante crashed into the ground and rolled to his feet. Letting loose a low growl that sounded like cascading gravel. He stalked up to the dazed vampire, towering over nine feet tall, Dante reached down and wrapped a massive hand around the beings chest. With his other he grabbed the vampires left arm and tore it from it's body, it let loose an agonizing screech. The limb burned to ash in Dante's hand. He raised the flailing form of the vampire into the air, and smashed it into the ground, and repeated this action. The vampire kicked and clawed at Dante's arm,screaming in agony, it begged for mercy. Dante pressed it into the ground with all his weight, more than happy to oblige. His massive maw came down and he severed the head from the vampires body, with a loud sickeningly wet crunch. The overwhelming taste of blood and ash in his mouth.
Dante's padded over to Cher, on all fours. He took her in his arms, and sat down. Dante whimpered, nuzzling Cher's seemingly lifeless form. He saw the stake in her leg and had a great urge to lick the wound. But fought hard against doing such, not knowing if he would accidentally pass the curse onto her. He looked around for his bag and cut it open with a nail and used one of the new shirts to cover the wound. Dante then grabbed the bag and ran home with Cher wrapped tightly in his strong arms., dawn was starting to break. The Hishu will be out in force, soon. Dante had to hurry.
05-10-2010, 10:34 PM
Cher woke up slowly and looked up at a creature. She was confused. She looked around and somehow she was moving. She looked down and saw large furry feet. Cher looked down to her feet and saw they were hanging. She mumbled slowly, "Where... Um aye?" She touched body of whatever it was that was carrying her. She whispered, "Thank you..." She started singing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" which her mother always seemed to be singing when she would sit in her rocking chair and knit,
"Twinkle twinkle little star.... How I wonder what you are... Up above the world so high." A tear fell from her eye as she saw Bryan run next to the creature, staring at her with worry. She smiled and pointed to him, "Bryan..."
Bryan nodded, "She's acting loopy. Wha- What happened?" He whispered, allowing himself to be heard by the wolf... Gauru. He started yelling something at the creature, but Cher was too loopy to hear. She then smiled, "Good-night." And fell to sleep quickly, feeling safe.
Bryan had been screaming at the creature, "How did you let this happen to her?! You bitch! Just leave her alone! Get out of her life! Your not right for her, she is supposed to DESTROY things like you. You could never be together! Just leave her alone... And if you don't I can do whatever I want to you." He then vanished.
(OOC : Drama! XD)
05-10-2010, 11:22 PM
Dante's legs pounding beneath him, I gotta help her. I need to help her.
"Where... Um aye?"
"Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" He felt Cher touch his chest, his heart swelled, she is doing alright. He looked down at her wounded leg.
"Twinkle twinkle little star.... How I wonder what you are... Up above the world so high."
"Bryan..." He looked around, letting one eye fall into azure and glint. He saw him Bryan, running beside him. As a Dalu. Dante watched him mouth something to him but couldn't hear it.
"Good-night." Cher said, he felt her breathing even out.
Bryan's voice came over him like the surf breaking against the shore.
"How did you let this happen to her?! You bitch! Just leave her alone! Get out of her life! Your not right for her, she is supposed to DESTROY things like you. You could never be together! Just leave her alone... And if you don't I can do whatever I want to you." Dante watched as Bryan faded into a mist and disappeared. What was he suppose to do, he slowed his pace down a bit. Tightening his hold on Cher, he wasn't going to let her go. He couldn't even if his life depended on it, he whimpered. Nuzzled her head again. Looking at her helpless form in his massive arms. Dante thought about her state and that of Bryans, she would be helpless with out him with the injury she had.
Dante arrived at the door to her home, realizing he was still in the Gauru form, and that the door was locked. The rain had let up but the wind was still pretty bad, he rested her on the ground using his bag as a pillow, and let loose a growl as he shifted back into the Hishu form. Dante turned ephemeral and went through the door, he unlocked it, went out and picked Cher up again as well as his bag. Closing the door behind him Dante carried her into her room, he rested her on her bed. He rummaged through his bag for his pants and put them on.
Need a first aid kit he thought, Dante scoured the house and found it in the guest bedroom. He brought it with him into the room, and looked at the wound, he grimaced. At least it was only a flesh wound, brushed his hand on Cher's face, she came back to a mild state of consciousness. He pulled out his wallet, “Bite down on this.” Dante muttered as he placed it into her mouth. He pulled out rubbing alcohol, gauze bandages, cotton swabs and a needle and thread. “This is gonna hurt like a bitch” He said with a grimace. He began to sing as he poured the rubbing alcohol over his hands and the wound.
“Searching in the darkness running from the day. Hiding from tomorrow, nothing left to say.
Victims of the moment, future deep in doubt. Living in a whisper till we start to shout.” As Cher let out a scream as he pushed the stake out of her leg. Thinking he needs to talk to her about her brother after this. Bryan, why? His Gauru form whispered to him Spirit hunt.
05-10-2010, 11:55 PM
Cher was breathing heavily after the pain in her leg. She looked around quickly and then at Dante, "Oh, God... Oh, God... What happened to the vampire?" She got up onto her feet as Dante was trying to heal her, her leg hurt her incredibly as she walked over to the mirror. She then turned to Dante and walked over to him. She fell into his arms and hugged him, "Thank you, you saved me... But," she moved a little away from him and sat in front of Dante, "After the vampire attacking, what happened?"
Bryan showed up and stared at Dante, he didn't let Cher see him, "Let her go... Leave her alone, you will just bring harm to her. She is going to kiss you, I want to change that. If I see that you kiss... You don't want to know." He was lying about Dante doing harm to Cher, but he wouldn't tell him that. He then disappeared again.
Glitz stared outside at the sky, "The horror... The horror... The horror. God! This is bad!" Subborn got up from the bed and rubbed his stinging eyes, "Love, what in the hell is wrong?" Glitz stared at Subborn, "Two more, DEAD. A werewolf and the vampire slayer are teaming up to kill us, kill us all." She stared outside with anger, "We have to kill them." Glitz saw the future and smiled, "If we can get rid of at least the girl the werewolf will be nothing." She rubbed her slender hands together and opened up the wardrobe, "We're leaving, Hon... NOW!"
Subborn nodded and got up off bed. He buttoned his shirt and put on a large jacket. He then slid on two large black boots and kissed Glitz on the cheek, who was dressing into skinny jeans and a low-cut shirt that showed her pierced stomach.
Subborn then grabbed an umbrella and walked outside, he knew exactly where Cher's was... He had to kill the girl, his loves requests. Glitz was walking after him with another large umbrella, she caught up to him and smiled evily,
"Bye, bye Cher..."
(Writers block o.o)
05-11-2010, 12:51 AM
Euphoric did not properly sum up how Alex was feeling as she entered the penthouse and made her way to the bedroom. Marna’s bite had brought her to orgasm and her head was now swimming in the remnants of the pleasure left behind by the pain. She glided to the dresser and removed some clothes to change into. She did feel a little disheartened when she heard that their destination would be a cemetery. Alex had hoped to dress nice for Marna. Something sleek and black that would hug her curves and entice Marna to grant her pleasures both heavenly and perverse. But as it was, she would have to dress a little more causal.
Alex quickly removed the clothing that she was wearing and stood in front of the mirror for a moment before dressing. She stared at herself, wondering what she had done to deserve this wonderful life she had become a part of. She stared into her eyes, now a deep shade of blue, and her mind started to wander. Picking up and eyeliner pencil from the dresser, she slowly and methodically started to do her makeup. Marna had always told her Alex how much she loved her eyes, and Alex knew exactly how to accentuate them. Once she had finished with the first eye, she stared at the mirror again and felt an urge over take her. Leaning over the dresser, she brought the eyeliner pencil to the mirror and started to draw.
Alex felt invigorated, fuelled by the image she was receiving in her mind’s eye. So much so in fact, that she was pushing harder than she should have with the eyeliner. She had barely finished any of the drawing before she needed to sharpen the pencil. Instead of doing so, she grabbed for some lipstick and started to use it instead. She quickly exhausted the tube and grabbed for another, pausing for a moment to realize that Marna would be most displeased if she wasted all the makeup on the drawing. There was also the problem that she was drawing something bigger than the mirror. She could tell it was going to be the image of a person, but it would be incomplete. She needed a larger surface.
Moving to the wall, she stared blankly at it. She needed to get the image out of her head, but unless she wanted to incur Marna’s anger, she needed something else to draw with. Opening one of the drawers in the dresser, Alex rummaged around and found a pencil and started to sketch on the wall. It was frustrating for her. Although she loved to draw, she preferred to paint. Unfortunately, her brushes were still on the balcony and she couldn’t just go out, and get them. Marna had given her an order, but he needed to get the image out of her head. Grabbing her wakizashi from the drawer, she unsheathed it and ran the blade across her fingertips. She gasped lightly at the sensation as she cut herself and immediately repeated the process on her other hand. Once she was bleeding from all of her fingers, she started to work, applying the blood to the wall, drawing the picture.
05-11-2010, 02:33 AM
Dante watched her get up and walked in front of the mirror, as soon has he finished closing the other side of the wound.
"Oh, God... Oh, God... What happened to the vampire?" She said in a mild distress. “You need to lay down Cher, I'm not done cleaning your wound, and I still need to wrap it in a clean bandage.” He said in a serious tone. She walked over to him, the strength in her one leg gave out and she fell into Dante's arms. Wrapping hers around his neck and burying her head in his shoulder, he gripped her hard, pressing her into him. "Thank you, you saved me... But," she stammered with a pause. She rocked back and sat in front of him."After the vampire attacking, what happened?"
Dante was about to say something when he felt Bryan's eyes bore into him. His one eye turned Azure blue and glinted. He saw him there Byran, in all his fury began to exclaim "Let her go... Leave her alone, you will just bring harm to her. She is going to kiss you, I want to change that. If I see that you kiss... You don't want to know." Bryan vanished. Dante growled low, and looked back at Cher. “Well I carried you home, and was approached by Bryan.” He said with a deep shuddering sigh and a sad look. “He believes I am a threat, and has made comments about harm coming to me if I were to choose to stay at your side.” Looking down trying to hide the emotions forming on his face. Dante proceeded to talk very quietly. “We need to come to a decision, about our situation. I sought out your brother yesterday, during a trance. He is becoming a Zi'ir, a broken soul. I know he is your brother, but we need to find him closure. I cannot rest knowing that one of my brothers is in a tormented state.” Dante said with a deep sigh, and a tear coming to his eye. He still wasn't looking at Cher “If you want to keep me here, I need to perform the rites of the Spirit Hunt, and the Rites of Spirit Binding. That way I can send his soul across the gauntlet and into the Hisil, and into the spirit wilds to roam with the rest of our kin.” His voice, shuddered again, and he drew a deep breath. “But if you cannot come to such a partition, I will take my leave of you Cher.” He leaned forward as his shoulders sagged. It was the weakest he has ever felt. He thought knowing that even if he was sent away he would never leave. Even of Bryan had to slay me, he thought back to the commandments he learned through his companion. His face marred by the sadness etched upon it.
05-11-2010, 03:13 AM
Cher stared at Dante, "OK... Perform them. The Spirit Hunt... Everything." She got up and looked down at her wound. She limped over to her cauldron and it started boil. She threw in a few ingredients and dumped them into a tube. She looked at Dante, "I'm going to take a bath. You do whatever you have to do." She opened another door right beside her bed, "I'll be in here." She pointed to it and limped into the room. Cher then turned back to Dante one last time, "If you need to use any of my spells or such, you may... I give you my permission." She let out a heavy sigh and played with her hair. She looked at him for a few seconds and her eyes turned to an icy blue.
She saw her brother. He stood behind Dante, fury on his face. He stood there for a few moments, thinking carefully. He then threw Dante down onto the ground, "All. I. Ask. Is. For. You. To. Stay. Away. From. Her... This is your last chance, she will kiss you after the bath." He then disappeared.
Cher hadn't heard what her brother said but she ran over to Dante anyway, "Dante, are you OK?" She helped him up and looked around rapidly, "Where... What..." She brushed her down and sighed deeply, "He's starting to scare me. You have to do those rituals fast." Cher then turned, her golden hair swirling behind her gracefully, and walked into the bathroom. Closing it behind her carefully.
Cher cleaned the bathtub, "Eww..." She filled it up and brushed her teeth. When she spit out the toothpaste and looking into the mirror she saw Bryan. He was in werewolf form and he whispered calmy, "He's not right for you, please... I know what you need. Leave him, climb out the window." She stared at him as he kept giving reasons to leave Dante and how to do so, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" She screamed at him and hit the mirror, the glass fell to the ground and blood covered her hand. Cher closed her eyes and stared at the wall. She then turned to see the tub overflowing, "God... Bitchy bath-tub."
Cher turned off the faucet and walked out of the bathroom. She sat on top of her bed and stared at her feet.
Kemdi sat in front of Bryan who brushed her gently on the forehead and whispered something to her. She nodded and walked into Dante's "room." She walked around, under his bed, in his bag. She hid in his bag and waited for the rituals.
Another meanwhile XD
Subborn threw his umbrella threw the living room window. He jumped in, Glitz right behind him. He bowed to her, who walked around smiling, "Sneak into Cher's house; check!" She played with her fangs and walked into the kitchen, nothing was there. She then walked up the stairs and to Cher's room. She stood right outside her room and lightly tapped on her door...
05-11-2010, 04:17 AM
Cher said frustrated "OK... Perform them. The Spirit Hunt... Everything." Dante looked as she she stood up and looked down at her wound. Cher limped over to her cauldron and it started boil. He watched her as she threw in a few ingredients and dumped them into a tube. Looking back at Dante "I'm going to take a bath. You do whatever you have to do." she said with anger and defeat etched in her tone.
"I'll be in here." Cher pointed into the room
"If you need to use any of my spells or such, you may... I give you my permission." She said with a deep sigh, and played with her hair. Dante gave her a curt nod and a sad smile.
Dante saw Cher's eyes glow blue, and soon saw the floor. He growled in anger, Dante thought, Bryan you have no idea who your messing with brother. Dante felt Bryan's paw on his head, as it grinded his head against the floor. "All. I. Ask. Is. For. You. To. Stay. Away. From. Her... This is your last chance, she will kiss you after the bath." Dante felt the pressure alleviate, he felt his fangs and nail elongate, felt his pupils becoming slits. His senses heightening, “Sorry brother” he growled “By her will, be done.”
Dante felt Cher's hands upon him helping him up from the floor "Dante, are you OK?" said said with concern."Where... What..." Dante felt her running her hands over him, brushing him off.
"He's starting to scare me. You have to do those rituals fast." She said as she walked off into the bathroom. Closing the door behind her.
Dante looked on her bed, the stake was still on his new shirt. Which was now soaked in her blood. Blood bonding Dante mused. He picked up the stake and braced his left hand. Dante raised the stake above his head and thrust it into his hand. He let out a loud growl, he heard some of his bones begin to crack. Dante jabbed his fingers into the wound, that was already healing over. Inscribing his head and hands with sigils of power, praying to the Father wolf and First born. His nails and teeth began to glow indigo and twinkle.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Glass shattered, and Cher came into the room once more and sat down on her bed. Staring at her feet. Dante rushed over, to her and kneeled before Cher “ I will need you as a witness, as well as my totem spirit to bare witness to Bryans binding or banishment. But we have to get him into my room, were the circle is in place from last night.” He said looking into her eyes. “We can save him, if he is willing to cooperate.” Dante said with an almost resigned sigh. He inhaled deeply, salty and fruity with a touch of ozone, as well as iron and.. earth? Dante looked around confused. He heard the foot steps then. Dante growled. “I never wanted you to see this.” as a tear ran down his face. Then came the knock at the door.
Dante leaped over the bed. He Roared “YOU CANNOT HAVE HER, NONE OF YOU CAN!!” Dante's body began to groan in protest, his bones crackled and popped. His muscles bulging and reforming his face reshaping into that of a lupine head. His arms grew as thick as tree trunks, and his leg cracked and popped into a reverse joint tearing his pants and his feet shaped into paws. His nails elongated into daggers, and a tail came out his back. Dante crouched forward and bellowed out a fearsome roar. His teeth and nails still glowing indigo, and his one eye azure. Dante stood ready, the Gauru's breaths coming out in great and heavy rasps. Ready to fight, and possibly die, for something he never thought could ever be.
05-11-2010, 04:29 AM
Cher stared at Dante and looked all around. She whispered, making a cross with her fingers she pulled a stake out of her shirt and stepped in front of Dante. She looked at him and smiled, "I'm excited to see you tear them to shreds." She winked and opened the door.
Glitz stared in front of her, a werewolf sat there, growling and a young girl stood with a large stake close to Glitz face. She smiled and held up a finger, "Now, now... No attacking, that is definitely not needed." She smiled behind her at Subborn who stared at the werewolf. He shook his head and his brown shaggy hair flew around, "We've come for... For... Um..." Glitz put a finger up to his lips to shush him, "Bryan." She smiled almost evily.
Kemdi stared up ahead at Bryan, in wolf form walked around the room "She hates me, God she hates me... I'm trying to take her away from Dante. But it's best for her! I know it!" She looked down at Kemdi who sat in Dante's bag, "Right?" He asked, "Right?!" He sighed and put his hands up to his face, "Well, I don't care. Even if it's not right for- Hey, what's that noise?" He opened the door and saw two vampires in the doorway. He smelled, death... Ash... A hint of blood on their lips. He smiled and changed to his true form, the form he loved... Gauru. He crouched beside Dante, but didn't look at either of them. He was sure no one could see him.
Subborn stared at a strange ghost-like werewolf next to the other werewolf, "What the hell is that?" Glitz flicked him in the head and she stared at the strange figure, too. Which was obviously ready to strike.
05-11-2010, 05:14 AM
"I'm excited to see you tear them to shreds." Dante heard Cher say as she stepped in front of him.
Dante let loose a low threatening growl. As the door opened.
Before them stood a statuesque woman with long brown hair and pale skin wearing tight revealing clothing. Next to her stood an oddly dressed man with dark eyes, he stood shorter than his companion.
"Now, now... No attacking, that is definitely not needed." The female vampire said shooting a grin at her partener.
"We've come for... For... Um..." The male said stuttering, the woman silencing him with a finger.
"Bryan." she said. With a wicked smile.
Dante growled loudly, putting his arm out and moving Cher to the side. He gazed into the faces of his next opponents.
"What the hell is that?" the man said looking past Dante. He roared, his hot breath, and spittle splashing upon their faces. Dante strained himself and forced the words from his maw, “They are minnne, you cannnott havve themmmm. Bbothh offf themmm.arre MINNE!” Dante growled, he stalked forward, taking up the whole doorway., he squeezed through. The pair edged back, watching as the Gauru stood before them. Dante stretched till his head hit the roof. He roared “Nnnooo mmmooore talkk.” Dante's right arm rose, and he swatted at the pitiful male vampire before him, striking him and sending him down the hall way. Lunged with his left, and grasped the female around her throat. Roaring in her face, as she clawed at his arm. He thought more blood, more ash. They. Must. BURN!.
05-11-2010, 05:33 AM
Cher stared at the vampires and then at Dante, who was holding the lady vampire around her neck. Cher ran over to Dante, "Dante! Dante, stop it! Let them speak!" She jumped up and tried to grab hold of his arm but couldn't reach, instead she held onto his side and until she noticed an invisible force start attacking the male vampire. Cher stared at it and squeezed past Dante and helped up the man, she held a stake to his heart and pushed him ahead into her room. She looked up at Dante and smiled lightly. Her hand was in pain and glass was pushing farther into her skin, but there was more importance then worrying about pain.
Cher pushed the man to the bed and sat on top of him, holding the stake to his heart, "Speak... Your name, and what the hell do you want, bitch?"
The man struggled and his eyes were wide, "I'm Subborn and we're here for Bryan." He looked past Cher to Glitz who nodded with pain. He continued, going on faith alone, as he looked at the werewolf in the doorway, "He's a werewolf, yes?" Cher held the stake lighter but still stared at him with suspicion, "Mhmm, continue." He looked around for clues he could use, and then saw the picture of a boy up on the wall that said, "RIP, Bryan will always be loved" He smiled and then looked at Cher, "And he's dead." She nodded and stepped up.
Glitz sighed with relief and then looked at werewolf who was holding her up. She pressed her slender hands up to his one huge hand, trying to pull/push it off. Vampires couldn't breathe, but it still was a pain to know she was trapped.
Kemdi trotted down the hall and looked up at the werewolf. She purred almost like a cat and sat on top of its foot. Staring up at the lady he was strangling. Kemdi then seemed to start making a growling noise. She jumped up and bit the toe of the woman.
Bryan then came into view in his werewolf form. He changed to human form and looked confused. He brushed back his blonde hair, he looked ferocious and ready to attack at any moment. He looked up at Glitz and walked right behind Dante, ready for anything to happen.
05-11-2010, 06:17 AM
"Dante! Dante, stop it! Let them speak!" Dante felt Cher squeeze past him, and her thumps on the floor as she tried to reach his arm. But he continued to glare into the female vampires eyes. Did he ever enjoy watching her squirm. Dante watched as Cher bounded down the hall after the male. She pressed a stake against his chest and guided him back towards them she smiled at Dante as she pushed past him. Dante lowered his arm a bit, but didn't lessen his grip. He matched the gaze of the woman again watching her claw and gasp for air she didn't breathe. Dante growled.
"Speak... Your name, and what the hell do you want, bitch?" He heard Cher ask of the vampire.
"I'm Subborn and we're here for Bryan." Dante growled.
"He's a werewolf, yes?"
"Mhmm, continue." Dante heard Cher muse.
"RIP, Bryan will always be loved" said the Subborn in a cool voice.
"And he's dead."Cher said lightly, Dante growled again.
The female vampire continued to struggle more, so he squeezed his fist a bit. Choke you bloated leech choke, he thought. Dante became aware, or Kemdi as he felt her little padded feet cross his paws. He looked down upon the diminutive creature as it growled and leaped up to bite the Nosferatu's foot.
Dante saw him then Bryan,in the Gauru form. For the love of Cher please, not now please he thought.
He watched as Bryan shifted into the Hishu form and phase past him into the room.
Dante turned swinging the vampire around with him, making sure to remove Kemdi before he got into the room. He sent the vampiress into the room before him, as the floor groaned in protest under his weight. He squeezed through the door, thrusting the female to the floor, and bringing his massive leg down over hers, Dante kneeled. He pulled her up so she could see the rest of the inhabitants, growling low and long in her ear. He tightened his grip on her neck. Dante forced his thoughts into words, straining against his instincts to kill, was so hard while in Gauru form. “Mmminnne, yooou arre bbothh mmmminnne.” He growled out. “I wwiilll nnoot ttuurnn ovverr tthhe sppirrrrrittt offf youurr brrrothherrr toooo thessse bbloatttedd leachhhesss.” He thought, he wouldn't hand over Bryan to them, he wouldn't allow his kin to fall into the clutches of these creatures. When he knew he had a chance at saving Bryan from himself, even if it killed Dante. He would never give up on either of them, not while he drew breath. He shook his massive head, and growled loudly, baring his teeth. His fangs and claws grew brighter, and his eye glinted. He would not fail his new pack.
05-11-2010, 02:58 PM
Cher watched as Dante tried hard, fighting against the urge to kill. She was proud that he wasn't killing, but she was having a difficulty herself... Not pushing the large wooden stake through their hearts.
Cher looked around and the grabbed Subborn by the neck, held him up, and pushed him against the wall, "Why the fuck do you even want him." Subborn had no answer. He just stared at her, "Um, we... Er, eh, I.. Oh, God... Um... Heh."
Subborn started thinking really hard... Really hard, he thought. Come on... Come on...
Suddenly two large creatures appeared in the room. One stared down at Cher, confused. And then happy, happy to kill. He stomped over to her and pushed her aside easily. It hurt, but Cher easily got up. By this time the creature and Subborn were already gone through the window.
Cher ran over to the window and stared out, "Shit!" She twirled around to see the larger creature look all around, confused, "Gubbdit Smittle" Cher smiled and picked up her stake, she pressed it against the creatures heart, "What the hell are you?" She knew it couldn't answer, but mostly she was talking to herself. The creature then looked towards the stake, and to the window. Again it pushed Cher aside easily and ran to the window, jumping out quickly.
Cher hit her head against her fist as Glitz kept yelling, "Wait for me you bastard! Wait for me!" Cher stared at Glitz, "He's not coming back, he can't hear you, so shut up."
Suddenly, Glitz's eyes glowed green and looked into Cher's eyes. Cher's eyes glowed green and she fell asleep. She then looked to the cauldron, it started to boil. Mist flew up from the large, oversized pot and started coming closer to Glitz. Then, finally, it touched her skin and she disappeared.
(Sorry, couldn't think of what to write much :P)
05-11-2010, 11:13 PM
"Why the fuck do you even want him." Dante watched Cher push Subborn into the wall, resting the stake against his heart, he growled low with anticipation. "Um, we... Er, eh, I.. Oh, God... Um... Heh."
the male vampire stumbled over his words.
A pair of creatures made of ash and smoke, they reeked of brimstone and sulphur. They touched down and stomped toward Cher, one pushing her off to the side as the other grabbed Subborn and crashed through the window. Dante roared with fury.
"Shit!" Cher shouted, and ran towards the window. She spun around and with a confused look,
"Gubbdit Smittle" she said with a smile. Dante was confused, he didn't know what to do. He squeezed his hand tighter, looking down at his captive. Dante looked up to see Cher on the ground again, and the other creature leaping out the window.
Dante looked down to his captive as she gurgled out "Wait for me you bastard! Wait for me!" Dante squeezed harder. At least he had one to kill, he mused. Cher stalked over and almost yelled at the vampiress "He's not coming back, he can't hear you, so shut up." Suddenly Cher stared acting strange, she walked over to her cauldron, and it started to boil. Dante watched mist rise from the rim, snaking its way towards him and the captive. It touched the skin of the vampire, she vanished. Dante Roared, and sprang off from his crouch, he got two steps before he lunged toward the broken window, turning ephemeral before he hit it, he fell the two stories and materialized on the ground. Dante growled and sniffed the ground searching for their sent. He roared and howled in frustration, he fell to his knees and started smashing his massive fists into the earth. Dante then remember Bryan, he had another duty to perform, this could wait for now. Letting go of his rage, he began to shift back into his human form, as the sun broke over the buildings in the east. It's rays reaching out to him, and showering him in it's distant warmth. He realized he was naked, turning ephemeral once more he walked through the house, into Chers room and phased through the doors into the closet. He rematerialized and put on his damp pants from yesterday.
Dante walked out of the closet, Cher stared at him with a resigned smile. “It is time we talked,” he said to her as much as he said to Bryan. Who was still standing in the room. “I meant everything I said Bryan, I will not leave, or will I turn you over to anyone other than your sister, or another Uratha.” Dante's nails and teeth still a glow. “We should tend to your wounds first Cher.” He said as he walked over to her placing his hand on her shoulder,Cher looked at Dante, he found himself losing himself in her eyes again.
05-12-2010, 05:05 AM
Cher nodded at Dante and smiled, "Alright..." She winced when he put her hand on her shoulder, she also noticed as he stared into her eyes carefully. She smiled and leaned up to him, she kissed his lips gently... Feeling his breath, her lips against his. It was quick, but fun. She then brushed her hair down and walked over to her bed.
(Bryan watched as Cher kissed Dante. He growled lightly but sat in the corner on a chair.)
Cher paused for a few seconds and sat down. She looked down at her wounded leg and at her scarred shoulder. Her lip was bloody and cheek bruised, and she noticed again that her fist had glass in it, from punching the mirror. Yes, for sure, she was beat up quite well but she didn't mind.
Cher looked up to Dante, "She hypnotized me. The vampire... She made me walk over to the cauldron and cast a spell." She sighed and shook her head, "And those creatures, Gabbit Smittle. That lady-vampire hypnotized me to say it, I'm not sure what it meant." Cher shrugged and stared down at her feet. She blushed at her stupidness.
Kemdi growled in the doorway, she was in attack pose. Looking around the hallway, ready to fight for the strange wolf-man and the young girl who spoiled her.
Glitz appeared in a grave-yard next to Subborn, "What the hell?! You just LEFT me there?!" Subborn smiled at her and picked up her hand, "Darling, I know that you can take care of yourself... Your powerful and wise." He gently kissed her hand and Glitz smiled, "You better not let it happen again." She then pulled away her hand and looked around, "We have to get help..."
05-12-2010, 05:45 AM
"Alright..." Cher winced and smiled. She leaned up and into Dante, He felt her lips lightly brush his, warm yet cool, he could taste her breathe, it was intoxicating. Inhaling deeply admiring her sent as she pulled away. Cher gave him a quick smile, as she brushed her hair down, Dante felt hypnotized by her actions. He heard Bryan growl, which sobered him up. Dante watched Cher walk towards her bed and sit down, watching her assess the damage done to her, he winced, but she still looked beautiful. Cher looked up at him with helplessness painted in her voice. "She hypnotized me. The vampire... She made me walk over to the cauldron and cast a spell." She sighed deeply. "And those creatures, Gabbit Smittle. That lady-vampire hypnotized me to say it, I'm not sure what it meant."
Dante looked her over again, “You need to get cleaned up, go into the washroom, and do what you can. I will come and help you in a moment, I need to talk to Bryan.” Dante said with a mild sense of concern in his voice. He looked at the brooding spirit as Cher got up and walked into the washroom, planning a course of action. Dante walked over to Bryan and kneeled before him, looking into the spirits eyes. Dante took a quick measure of the room to see if she was here, The she-wolf was sitting at the closet door, glaring at Dante. He looked back at his Cher's brother. “ I know you love her Bryan, I care for her immensely too. I promise you on pain of death, that I will do my best to keep her from harms way. That I will never give up knowing that I can make her smile, or protect her from harm.” Dante stared hard at Bryan. “But it is time you pass the vigil down my brother. I do not want to forcefully send you away.” He stared at his glowing nails, and though about the circle in the closet. “I have away which will send you to Hisil and to the Spirit Wilds to hunt forever along side our fallen kin. It will also allow Cher to talk to you, and with a bit of her power maybe weaken the gauntlet walls for you to see her for periods at a time.” He said with a profound sigh. “But only if you cooperate Bryan. I don't want to have to banish you. It would break Cher's heart to see you sent away so painfully.” The she-wolf padded up to them, and nuzzled her head under Dante's arm, she stared long and hard at Bryan emitting a low growl. “Please Bryan go wait near the circle, Cher needs me now, and I'm not about to start letting her down.” Dante rose, looking down at Bryan, the she wolf was nudging his hand with her snout. He would do it for Cher, he would bind Bryan to an amulet, so she could summon him if she needed him. Dante turned and walked towards the washroom, priorities first, Cher need him.
05-12-2010, 05:59 AM
Cher sat on the side of the tub, soaking her leg in the warm water. She winced and took down the small tube filled with some strange ingredients she mixed together. She unscrewed the top and poured the substance into the tub. The tub water boiled and Cher had to squeeze her lips together to not scream from the pain. The water stopped boiling and went back to its usual temperature. Cher pulled her leg out and smiled as she saw it was healing very well. It cleared up quickly until all that was left was her skin.
Cher got up from the tub and walked over to the sink. She remembered she couldn't look into a mirror because she had broken it. Cher looked down to see she almost stepped in some glass. She picked them up gently and watched as the door opened. She smiled as Dante walked in.
Bryan growled as he listened to Dante... He didn't want to go off without a fight but he nodded. He looked away as he started to cry, he could not let them see him. He dried his eyes and looked at fury at his feet. His face glowed red in fear, hatred, and sadness. He then walked to the closet and went through the wall. As he walked, behind him chaos would show his mood. Strange ingredients on a shelf over the cauldron would open and pour out into the cauldron, the lights would blink off many times before turning back on, and the doors to the closet would open and then slam shut many times. When Bryan entered the closet it was quiet.
If you were to stay in the bedroom and listen carefully, you would hear Bryan growl and yell... But most likely, no one heard.
05-12-2010, 07:00 AM
Dante stood for a moment in the door way, admiring Cher's smile. He crouched down and helped her pick up the broken glass. He noticed her injured hand then, Dante and Cher dumped the broken glass into the waste basket. He made Cher sit on the rim of the bath tub, and crouched next to her. Taking her hand, he began the task of removing the shards from her skin, tossing them into the basket. If he wasn't so engrossed in what he was doing he may have heard the noise in the other room. But his focus was completely on Cher. Dante used the water in the tub to wash away the dried blood and clean the wounds out. Dante watched in amazement as the wounds began to heal over. He leaned in and kissed her hand. Moving from her hand to her leg, Dante ran his hands from her knee and calf down, enjoying the sensation of her smooth skin. His hands stopped where the wound was, and he shook his head, he thought about how powerful her abilities were. Dante looked into Cher's eyes as she was engrossed on his actions, he leaned down and kissed he calf as well, keeping eye contact with her. Dante slid his one hand up her leg, and around her waist pulling her up and into him. Dante crushed Cher against his bare chest, lifting her off the ground a bit and wrapping his other arm around her. He inhaled deeply, salty fruity with a touch of ozone and iron. Dante spoke to her softly, “I have away so you can keep in touch with him, if you wish. I can bind part of his spirit to and item, which will allow you to call upon him, from time to time. It will allow him to pass on as well, but I cannot promise anything. Bryan needs to be willing.” He said with a shuddering breath, He put Cher down, as much as he didn't want to, he enjoyed the closeness. Dante stared down at her losing himself in her eyes and watching the storm of emotions cross her face as she thought. Dante waited patiently, this was her and Bryan's decision in the end. Not his.
05-12-2010, 05:03 PM
Cher smiled brightly, watching his every move... She watched in amazement, the feeling of his strong hard skin against her soft skin and the feelings of his lips tickling her body all over... Cher had never been through such a sensation and she had never felt so safe. As Dante picked her up she pushed herself as much as she could into him, and much like he did, kissed him from his neck up to his lips slowly, tasting his skin. There she stopped at his lips and stayed there, kissing his lips tenderly for many moments. She then pulled away and looked into his eyes as he inhaled deeply.
“I have away so you can keep in touch with him, if you wish. I can bind part of his spirit to and item, which will allow you to call upon him, from time to time. It will allow him to pass on as well, but I cannot promise anything. Bryan needs to be willing.” Cher watched as he took a shuddering breath, she noticed she was doing the very same. Dante put her down gently and Cher looked around. So many emotions went through her head... She was happy, because Bryan would leave Dante and her alone, she was sad, because she would miss Bryan deeply, she was angry with herself for not taking care of this herself, and then she felt love. Not just for Bryan, but for Dante. If Dante didn't do this... What would happen?
Cher sat there for many seconds, "O- OK..." Her breath shivered and she couldn't look into Dante's eyes. She then slowly opened the door and walked into her room. She didn't cry, or have a breakdown, but she was sad... She didn't need permission to be this.
Kemdi growled and walked into the room, she sat by Cher and started scratching her leg. Cher looked down, "Hmm, hungry huh? Yeah..." She looked at the clock to see it was 6:47 she nodded, "Dinner time..." She got up, "Dante, will you need me for any rituals? I was thinking of making dinner. And, do you have an idea on what you would want?" Cher twirled her hair around her finger.
05-12-2010, 07:25 PM
Dante followed Cher out or the washroom, thinking about their last kiss and how it made his back shiver and his heart race. He felt their bond growing stronger at each connection. Dante had a word on his lips and heart but didn't know how to say it. Cher turned to look at him, " OK..." He noticed Cher's body shiver as she said it. Dante heard a little growl in the door way and saw Kemdi, looking very irritated.
"Hmm, hungry huh? Yeah..."
"Dante, will you need me for any rituals? I was thinking of making dinner. And, do you have an idea on what you would want?" She said twirling her hair looking at him, Dante thought about food, and realized that most of the day had disappeared. Dante walked up to her, resting his hand on the nape of her neck he leaned in and kissed her on the forehead. “I need you to bare witness Cher, otherwise the ritual cannot proceed, after which I will come and help you make our meal.” He said, looking down at her with a soft smile, He looked over her shoulder and mouthed “Sorry” to Kemdi who was furrowing at him.
Dante grabbed Cher's hand tenderly and lead her into the closet after picking up his bag. He saw Bryan there standing before the glowing indigo circle, his face a shadow of sadness. Dante stood between Bryan and Cher, he let go of her hand and rested his other on Bryan's shoulder. Bryan's face betraying his curiosity at how Dante could touch a spirit. “You have to step into the circle brother, so we may begin the ritual.” Dante said with a somber smile. Dante leaned into Bryan a bit “I will put several fail safe enchantments on the amulet during the binding, so if anything happens to me, or it falls into the hands of some one else, you will be able to attempt to find your way across the gauntlet and to the material realm again.” Dante said quietly so only Bryan could hear. “I will avenge you brother, I will redeem your spirit so it may rest easy. You are my responsibility now, as much as Cher is.” Bryan masked his sadness with a curt nod, and took his forced steps into the indigo circle. The glow became radiant showering Bryan with a cooling energy and the light from the circle grew to the roof, forming a prison around Bryan, who was now trapped in the circle. Bryan froze in place, Dante looked in his bag and produced a spool of silver thread. With the thread in hand Dante took of one of his necklaces the symbol of Mjolnir and placed it in the circle at Bryan's feet. Dante began a prayer to Father Wolf and the first born, His finger nails and teeth began to elongate, and he took on a steady stance as the pray began to come to its end. Dante's body begins to grow, and his face takes on lupine features, body hair grows all over him, his muscles expand, and is bones stretch. He stands in the Dalu form, tracing runes in the air. The air smells like ozone as the sound of thunder ripples forth from Dante's hands, as a tear in the spiritual wall forms, Dante walks through. “Hello brother.” Dante says to Bryan as he crosses into the gauntlet, He begins to loop the silver thread around Bryan three times. Cher can see the silver lines forming on Bryan's body, Dante begins to chant a prayer to Luna mother moon as Bryan's form begins to quiver and ripple out, as some of his essence is transferred into the pendant of the necklace and the rest begins to disperse. He states the rules for the bond before the witnesses “Should any dire harm come to me, which sends me to my death, or if the necklace falls into the hands of a being of an corrupted or evil heart, Bryan will be free to return to the material realm if he so chooses.” His voice echos like distant thunder. Dante walks back out of the sundered hole, and closes it behind him. Turning back to Hishu form he staggers forward, and crouches over then now dead circle picking up the necklace. Dante turns to Cher, and drapes it over her head and rests it upon her chest kissing Cher on her forehead, where after he falls to the ground. Cher came after him, lifting up his head and placing her other on his bare chest staring hard into his face, concern etched across it. With a weak smile Dante softly said “Maybe we should of eaten first.” He accented with an extremely weak chuckle, feeling himself getting lost in the eyes, of his new love.
05-12-2010, 08:25 PM
Cher was a witness... She stared in awe as the ritual continued. It was amazing to watch it, and then for it to end.
“Maybe we should of eaten first.” Dante said weakly. Cher smiled lightly at Dante and helped him up. She kissed him lightly and looked at the dead circle. She sighed and put her arm around Dante, "Do you need help?" She finally asked, "The stairs are steep, and you seem very weak."
Cher didn't wait for an answer, she put her arm around his waist and walked out of the closet, out of her room, and downstairs to the kitchen, with Dante following by her side. She helped him sit him down at the kitchen table and then she started to make dinner. Kemdi jumped up onto a chair by using a small stair case made of boxes, which Cher had made for her.
Cher stared in the fridge and didn't speak, she was having a mental break-down. She took out the steak that Dante put in the fridge and some rice. She didn't know what to say or do besides make dinner.
Cher stood there for many minutes, stirring the rice and watching the steak cook on the indoor BBQ. It beeped and she sat it on the kitchen table, "I don't feel like eating in the dining room... Do you mind?"
Cher sat and stared down at her food, Kemdi jumped up on the table and ate bits of Cher's rice.
05-12-2010, 10:01 PM
Dante was barely aware of where he was till Cher set him down upon the chair in the kitchen He was fading in and out of consciousness for a while, he began to smell food being cooked. Cher's voice was so distant like she was calling to him across a field "I don't feel like eating in the dining room... Do you mind?" He started to become reoriented when he heard the plate clink down in front of him. Dante shook off the weariness, and grabbed his fork shaking while he tried to use it. He could hear his stomach growl, but then he saw Cher, and lost his appetite. Her face deeply set with sorrow, Dante stood up and used his hand to brace himself against the table as he walked toward Cher, he kneeled down at her side. Putting a hand on hers and one on her thigh., and started to rub her hand. Dante looked at Cher as she continued to play with her food. “I made him a promise Cher. I told him I would find an end to the fury of his soul, I told him I would hunt down and slay the slayer.” He said with a defeated sigh “I didn't know what else to do, he was becoming an aggressive spirit. I did what I could so you could always have a way to see him.” He said with a meek smile. “Tell me Cher, please what can I do for you now, so that I can whipe away the tears before they fall, and let you take your mind off this?” He leaned forward and kissed up her arm gently, resting his head on her bicep. Looking at her, wishing he could make her smile, wishing he could have done it another way. Most of all wondering were he was going to begin the hunt, against a Lycan slayer.
05-12-2010, 11:47 PM
Cher smiled and put her hand on Dantes back, rubbing him slowly, "There's nothing you can do... You tried your best and that's all there is to it." She looked up at the ceiling and sighed, "I'll find away to stop thinking about it..." She looked down at him and got up, "I think you should rest, you can barely even walk."
Cher helped Dante up and put her arm around his waist, pulling his arm around her neck. She helped him walk upstairs and into his "room." She sat him on his bed and kissed him on the forehead, "I'll go get you your food." She then walked out of the closet and downstairs.
In the kitchen she watched as Kemdi finished up Cher's food. She smiled at her and picked up Dante's plate. Kemdi jumped onto the chair and then onto the floor, she then followed Cher back upstairs to Dante's room. She put the plate on his bed and sat down in a chair by the bookshelves. Kemdi found a way to jump up onto Dante's bed. She nuzzled his arm much like a dog and curled up in a ball beside him. Cher smiled, "Kemdi likes you..."
Cher got up from the chair and pressed the button, she watched as all the clothes came out, "I have to stuff this junk into my dresser in my room." She chuckled a bit and started grabbing clothes, walking in and out of the two rooms. The clothes started disappearing from the room until all of them finally were cleared out. She pressed the button again and brushed down her hair.
Cher walked over to Dante's bed and sat at the foot of it, "I think I'm going to go shopping... Get me something to do and something to decorate this room with." She smiled and looked around, "It's so empty." She looked at Dante, "What do you think you would enjoy looking at every time you come in here?" She looked around and thought about a TV, "Oh! I know, there is a spare TV in the basement. I'll go get that." She kissed Dante quickly and then ran downstairs.
Cher walked downstairs and found the TV over on a shelf. She looked up at the dummy that sat beside it, she shivered. It was Bryan's which never stayed in the same spot it was left in. She took the TV with a large heave and walked up the few stairs to the door, she could swear that something brushed against her leg when she closed the door with her foot.
Cher walked upstairs and into Dante's room. She smiled and sat it down in a chair, "This should entertain you some-what when I leave..." She pulled a table over to the wall and picked up the TV, setting it on top. Cher got on her knees and started to hook it up, she started humming in the middle of the job. She turned her head towards Dante, "So, what did you want from the store?" She got up, cleaned herself up and turned on the TV. She smiled at her accomplishment.
"Hehehe!!!" he stared down at the girl who pulled at the TV beside him. He jumped down when the girl turned and ran past her and into the kitchen, "Blood... Blood... Need knife... Blood... Need blood..."
05-13-2010, 01:42 AM
"There's nothing you can do... You tried your best and that's all there is to it." Cher sighed, he felt a twinge of sadness touch his heart.
"I'll find away to stop thinking about it..." She stood up, looking down at Dante.
"I think you should rest, you can barely even walk." Dante and Cher made the assent to her room, Dante's head full turbulent with thought. The made their way into the closet where he slept, and Cher set him down on the bed. She leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his forehead. "I'll go get you your food." She said as she turned and walked out of the room. Dante cased as solemn glance at the dead circle, I need to set a new one, he thought to himself, but I need more grave soil, and red clay dust. That and maybe ward the bottom floor as well. He rested his face in his hands, and sighed, feeling his body shudder as he breathed out.
Cher returned with his supper, he noticed Kemdi trotting in beside her. She walked over and placed his plate on the bed next to him, and sat down. Kemdi jumped onto the bed, and nuzzled up to Dante, he subconsciously petted her as she curled up beside him. He was looking at Cher, she smiled and said
"Kemdi likes you..." Dante smiled back. He watched Cher stand up again, and walk over to the peculiar button on the wall and pressed it, he watched as all the clothes came out of the wall. Cher chuckled and muttered to herself "I have to stuff this junk into my dresser in my room." Dante picked up his plate of food and ate as he watched Cher putter around emptying the closet, wondering about a metaphor to go along with the action, he smiled to himself. She finished, brushed her hair down, and pressed the button.
Cher sat on the foot of the bed next to Dante "I think I'm going to go shopping... Get me something to do and something to decorate this room with." "It's so empty." she said staring at Dante. "What do you think you would enjoy looking at every time you come in here?" He watched her look around, knowing exactly how to answer, but biting his tongue."Oh! I know, there is a spare TV in the basement. I'll go get that." She exclaimed, leaned in and kissed Dante and got up and headed off. Dante mumbled quietly after her “you.”
Dante was thinking about shopping, there were some materials he needed. Wolfs-bane came to mind. As well as that she isn't going off on her own again. He got up and pulled out his new shirt and cargos, and changed quickly before Cher got back, Dante realized how much better he felt after the food settled in his stomach. Cher walked in as Dante was pulling on his shirt. She was a little focused on her task, she didn't notice Dante being fully dressed. "This should entertain you some-what when I leave..." she said , as she pulled a little table over and began setting it up."So, what did you want from the store?" she said as she turned to Dante smiling, brushing herself off again. She looked at him with a questioning look now noticing him fully dressed and ready to go.
Dante gave her a big grin and pulled her close to him, giving her a deep kiss, resting his head on hers afterwards, enjoying the closeness and the chance to look into her eyes. “I'm not letting you go out on your own again Cher, I'm coming along.” He said kissing her again, but holding it for awhile as he held her tight. He pulled back again “There are a few materials I need, that I'm not letting you get alone. As well as I'd like to come along, I feel much better after eating.” Dante smiled a bit, and looked into her eyes, those glinting amethyst orbs. Cher got ready and they headed down stairs, Dante grabbed his hoodie made sure he had his wallet, and they walked out the front door Cher leading the way, Dante reached out his hand and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her to his side and walked along with her. I'll never be too far away again Cher, he thought to himself. Dante looked down and smiled at her, and leaned in and kissed her forehead.
05-13-2010, 03:22 AM
Marna looked out over the city, anxious to be away. She could feel the breeze against her face and hear the traffic below. All the humans wandering about in their lives. Rushing to what they felt was important. Work, family, church, the theater. It was pointless really. They were cattle, nothing more than food. With an expiration date. Use before the age of, so to speak.
Breathing deep, taking air into her lungs, her eyes sparkling, now a crystal blue color. The color of a cold crisp morning skyline now, all traces of red gone, for now. Feeling a little color in her cheeks from the blood she pulled from Alex. Speaking of which.. "Where is that girl" she grinned in the dark. Turning quickly she headed into the apartment, closing the door behind her, effectively shutting out the noises from below.
Stalking through the apartment she headed toward Alex's room. Stopping short in the door way, a bit shocked. "Guess the painting wasn't finished then?" she murmured more to herself than anything. Watching Alex completely in a trance painting across the wall. A slight sniff telling her that it was indeed blood that was covering the once creamy whiteness of the bedroom wall.
Coming up behind her, so as to not disturb her, or break the trance. She waited watching the scenery unfold before her eyes.
Alex continued to work on the picture, occasionally stopping to bite at her fingertips to allow her blood to flow. She was oblivious to everything around her. Nothing else existed except for the image of the girl which was slowly taking shape on the once white wall, now stained and dripping with blood.
Slowly stepping closer so as to not disturb the girl, Marna reached a long fingernail out and quickly sliced her arm open. A large gaping wound, blood slowly seeping into it filling the cut with bright red. Moving it in front of Alex "Here love, use this" positioning her arm in front of her fingers. Watching as the girl completely entranced used the new supply of paint.
It was more out of instinct that Alex pressed her fingers into Marna’s arm, applying the blood. She continued to create the picture, now becoming more frantic as the scent of Marna’s blood reached her nostrils. She painted it faster, the face of the girl with short hair in pigtails now very apparent. Underneath of the image, she scrawled four jagged letters; CHER. Once it was complete, Alex gasped and dropped to her knees.
Lifting the girl from the floor, picking her up like you would a small child Marna brought her over to her bed, laying her gently down. Licking the blood off her fingers, her tongue getting them as clean as if she had just run them under water. Licking them until not a spec of red showed. "you should have called me" she whispered, kissing the girls cheek "I can heal, you however will be in pain" turning leaving the girl on the bed, she headed to the bathroom, grabbing a box of band aids and heading back into the room. Quickly and effectively wrapping up the damaged fingers. "Can't have you getting infected now" she finished.
"Still up to some investigation at the graveyard?" her eyes flickering to the wall. "Seems like your talent is helping us find our problem." she grinned, her smile anything but pleasant.
“My life for you,” Alex whispered the words and got up, stumbling to the dresser, light-headed form the blood loss. Picking up her sword, she slid it into her belt, holding the dresser with one hand for support.
Biting her own finger tip, her razor sharp teeth instantly bringing blood to the tip she pressed the finger to Alex's lips. "Take this, it will bring you back a little. It won't hurt you, and it won't be enough to turn you. It will take away the shakes" watching as the girl took the finger in her mouth. "Just a little now" Marna murmured. Gasping in pleasure as the girl sucked on the blood. Electric shock like feelings coursing through her frame as the girl took the blood from the tip of her finger. Her fangs descending of their own accord. Quickly pulling her finger away, pushing Alex back. "Stop" she said strongly "Or I will be unable to stop myself from taking you again" turning to the door, composing herself. "I'm leaving in 5 minutes, with or without you."
Alex felt invigorated by the blood that Marna had given her. The moment she had left the room, Alex quickly finished her makeup and brushed her hair, before turning and heading to the door. She felt somewhat different. She knew she hadn’t drank enough of the vampire’s blood to turn her, but it made her feel bolder somehow. Walking to Marna, without a word, Alex threw her arms around her neck and pressed her lips hard against Marna’s, her tongue snaking into the vampire’s mouth.
Pulling back, Marna laughed aloud "Enough, pet we have to be gone. I still need to feed, and it's getting late" looking at the girl, seeing that she was much more herself again. Grabbing the door she headed out with her companion in tow.
Driving at breakneck speed through the now deserted city. Grinning like a mad women watching as Alex gripped the edge of her seat in terror. Made it all the more exciting to her. Stopping the car short on a side street beside the graveyard she quickly jumped out of the vehicle, heading for the wall. A formidable cement wall completely encircling the area.
"Let's go" she said, grabbing the definitely green tinged Alex, jumping over the edge of the wall. A twelve foot jump, straight up put them on the top of the wall, and a short jump down and they were inside. Placing the girl gently on the ground beside her. "Let's go find out who's been killing my friends, alright" Marna growled. She headed towards the center of the cemetery.
co with snazzy nazzy again ;)
05-13-2010, 04:01 AM
Glitz stood in front of a tomb stone, thinking deeply. Subborn moved around nervously, watching her every move. Glitz looked up, "She... She's been killing us. She'll kill more, too." She growled and moved back towards Subborn, "Love, can you find anything? Anything?" Subborn smiled lightly and nodded, "Yes, yes pet... I can." He closed his eyes and his eye-lids glowed a light green. Glitz watched until voices could be heard, she hissed and jumped back. She kissed Subborn gently on the neck and walked over to where the voices were heard.
Glitz stared around, her eyes glowed a deathly red and her lips whispering something. Her mind was full of thoughts, suddenly, it came up with the thoughts of another vampire and its vampire companion. Glitz chuckled and pushed her heel farther into the ground. Words began to form on the ground,
"I KNOW WHERE CHER IS"
She then turned back to Subborn, who still was deep in thought.
Cher felt Dante's body brush against hers as they walked out of the house and down the street, "It's late... We need to get the shopping done and then get back home." She put her arm around Dante's waist, just as he did to her. Cher thought deeply, "I want to go to the Craft Store, it's for witches like me. You could find something, too." The lights around the street flickered on, "It's just two blocks away, and then we'll go to the Mall for a few things to entertain ourselves."
It slid through the door right behind Cher and Dante, he smiled and walked behind them. He held a knife which scratched against the sidewalk lightly, making only the faintest noise. He chuckled lightly, "I get them trapped and kill big one, he don't look too smart."
Cher heard something and twirled around, there stood a small dummy with a knife in its hand. It stood there, then dropped to the ground. Cher walked over to it and picked it up, "Come on, Chuckie... I saw you, get the fuck up." Its eyes opened and he smiled, "Hi Little One, miss Bryan... Do yah?" Cher growled lightly and picked up the knife, she stabbed him with strength right through the forehead. She then threw it down to the sidewalk and smiled in victory, "That was way too easy." She turned and put her arm around Dante's waist, looking up at him smiling, "Come on. We still have to shop." She then looked straight up ahead and started walking, Dante following at her side.
They reached the Craft Store after a few moments of walking.
"Little One dumb too, eh?" he got up and pulled the knife out of his forehead, "Everyone knows dummies can't die unless yah burn em!" He then kept following them, with the knife high above his head.
05-13-2010, 06:22 AM
"I barely got away this time..." Jet swallowed, as he stumbled through the empty cemetery. A few fights and a hiding spot later, he was bleeding from his right arm, and holding it with his left. The blood covered his shoulder down to his wrist, he scrunched his face together as he looked at the damage. He walked slowly, examining his arm. "Rest...food" Jet whispered, seeing his opened, white button up ruined. The coven had been after him again, and unfortunatly let his meal get away. He didn't think he had betrayed them, he simply didn't agree with their ways. Yeah, it was all thanks to them that he had survived this long anyway, but he had to jump off the nest someday. Make his own life. Jet was a solo vampire, he didn't think he needed the company. He wanted to be alone. This time, it had been bad. He was weak. "I just...need..." He fell to his knees, his green eyes flicking to a close as he finished falling forward with a thump. "Rest." Jet's lips let out a pant, as he lay on the ground on his stomach, face rolled on his left cheek. Suddenly, he heard footsteps...slow, regular walking footsteps. He stayed still, listening to the ground. He couldn't open his eyes. 'I could still take them.' He built his confidence, as he thought of his pain. 'This is only momentarily...till I heal.' He continued to think, as he lifted up on his arms, still laying on the ground. His wounds would self heal, because of his vampiric blood, although...it took a little longer when he was still hungry.
05-13-2010, 05:35 PM
Alex was happy. Her and Marna had finally arrived at their destination and Alex was happy to be out of the car. It wasn’t that she didn’t like cars, she just hated Marna’s driving. It was all fine for Marna to drive like a maniac. If she got in an accident it wouldn’t kill her. But the same couldn’t be said for Alex and she wondered if sometimes Marna forgot just how fragile she was in comparison to the vampire.
Alex retrieved a pad of paper and a pencil form the glove compartment of the car before stepping out and moving to Marna’s side. She stayed close to Marna as they moved though the cemetery. It was a situation that Alex would have normally been feeling a lot of fear and apprehension at. But she was armed and had a vampire to protect her so her worry was kept to a minimum.
There was still worry though. Something here was killing vampires. And whatever it was, it had to be skilled and powerful. Now while Alex was skilled at fighting thanks to Marna’s teachings, she knew that she was no match for a vampire. So something that could kill a vampire would be able to dispatch her easily. And while Alex did not fear death, it wasn’t something that she wanted to do anytime soon. Not to mention that being stabbed or shot was how she would choose to die. No, given the choice, she would choose to die by Marna’s hand, drained of life as nourishment for her mistress. The thought of this made Alex smile as she continued to walk with Marna.
The didn’t have to walk very far before Alex could see a man laying on the ground, injured and bleeding. Alex’s first instinct was to help him, but Marna had taught her well. She could tell that he was a vampire. Marna had taught her exactly what to look for and Alex could see that his wounds were starting to heal slightly, but not as fast as they should be. This vampire needed to feed, and would no doubt see Alex as a snack if she should approach.
“Marna,” Alex spoke calmly and quietly. “He needs to feed, do you want me to help him?”
05-13-2010, 10:01 PM
"It's late... We need to get the shopping done and then get back home." Dante felt Cher snake her arm around his waist."I want to go to the Craft Store, it's for witches like me. You could find something, too." she said, he noticed the street lights blazing to life one at a time."It's just two blocks away, and then we'll go to the Mall for a few things to entertain ourselves." Dante looked down at her and smiled, and laughed a little. Dante heard tinkling of metal behind them, he looked over his shoulder and saw what appeared to be a wooden puppet on the ground. Cher walked up to it, bent over and picked up the puppet and said "Come on, Chuckie... I saw you, get the fuck up. Hi Little One, miss Bryan... Do yah?" He heard her say with a bit of anger. As she grabbed the knife and stabbed it into the puppets head, and tossed it off to the side. She turned and walked toward Dante with a big grin on her face wrapping her arm around his waist again. "That was way too easy." She gave Dante a very coy and alluring look, He felt his thoughts slightly degrade, his heart skip a beat and a warmth in his loins. Dante had to compose his thoughts, as not to be readable and to avoid some problematic and embarrassing situation.
They arrived at the doors of the craft shop, and walked in. Dante's senses were overwhelmed, he was assailed by a myriad of smells, wax, sage, cinnamon, fruity, salty. Many dark colours with splashes of vibrant hues. Shelves full of books, and various ingredients. Tarot cards and rune stone, wands and cauldrons. The place had everything, but it seemed so out of place. He noticed that the Shop keeper was an older woman, with dreadlocks and various beads adorning her hair. Wearing a Victorian-esque corset top, and had man wrist band and bracelets on. She had a female attendant as well who was looking after three younger girls who all looked to be under the age of thirteen. They were all dress darkly with various facial piercings. Cher slipped from his side and went to browse the goods. Dante wandered over to the shelves containing various materials. He began to browse the wares when he heard giggling, from the attendant and the girls, he caught them looking his way, two of them blushed. Dante just shook his head and went back to what he was doing. Her found some Red clay dust, and silver thread, as well as three dozen semi precious stones. He felt a hand on his arm and looked over, it was one of the girls who was giggling, she looked at him with a wicked grin “I haven't seen you around here before gorgeous.”She said her voice dripping with desire. Dante grinned at her and shook his head. She had rich violet hair, and was dressed in a dark low cut V-neck shirt and a mini skirt. She had a few piercings and Dante felt her eyes bore into him like a piece of meat. Dante grinned “That is only because I let people I want to see me, get a good look.” He accented with a laugh, and began to dematerialize in front of the girl. Once ephemeral, he walked past her, looking at her face an image of pure shock. He reappeared behind the rest of the group, his eye was caught on some more materials, Wolfsbane , and reached to picked it up. The girls shrieked “W-w-what the hell are you?” asked the shop attendant. “I'm a customer what does it look like?” Dante said shaking his head with a smile, as he picked up the wolfsbane, He walked down the isle, hearing the whispers behind him. Now where is Cher Dante thought. He began singing to himself as he searched for her, “Even a man who's pure and says his prayers by night, may become a wolf. When the wolf bane blooms, and the autumn moon is bright a man may become a wolf.” Dante started feeling mildly disoriented, this shop was suddenly feeling far to large. Where was Cher?
05-13-2010, 11:57 PM
Cher stood over in the corner and heard the screaming and yelling, she smiled, "Dante..." Something scraped behind her and she turned to see the dummy again, a large hole in his forehead, "What the hell...?" The dummy grinned, "Hi Cher... Need blood, turn human..." Cher shook her head as the dummy jumped at her with his knife. She pushed him away out the window, cutting herself on the knife. She put her hand to her mouth and looked outside the window, it was gone. She sighed and started to climb up...
The dummy jumped onto Cher and pushed the knife into her shoulder. She fell down onto her back, knocking out the dummy and pushing the knife deeper into her flesh. She pulled it out with pain and then picked up the dummy. Cher put her hand on her shoulder and walked over to the counter, Dante stood close to it. She smiled at him and waved a bit, the blood that was on her shoulder showing on her hand. She brushed the blood off on her jeans and smiled at the woman at the counter.
"Do you know how to kill a dummy?" The woman looked up from a book she was reading and smiled lightly, "Yes, well there is a guide in the back all about dummy's, their thoughts, their powers, and how to kill them... Just burn him in a fire and he should be good." She nodded and looked back down at her book. Cher whispered thanks and walked over to Dante, "This little guy decided to show up and throw a knife into me." She rolled her eyes and smiled, "I guess we gotta burn him before he'll die." She thought about it for a moment, playing with her hair again.
"Well, let's just get to the mall and when we get home we can burn him in the fire-place." She smiled, leaned up, and kissed Dante on the cheek. She turned and put some objects on the counter- dead frog eyes, bat wings, bug guts, and some tooth powder. The woman started swiping the different objects and put them in a small bag. She noticed the dummy in Cher's hand and handed over a small cage, "Here, you can have this for that little guy, free... That way he can't get away."
Cher smiled at the woman, took the cage, and threw the dummy in. She then grabbed the bag, gave the woman money and smiled up at Dante, "You can swipe your stuff and I'll pay... I think I have five dollars or so in gold in here..." She started digging in her purse and took out funny looking coins with large M's on them. She set them on the counter and the woman put them in the cashier, the looked up at Dante nervously and waved her hand- signalling him to hand over his objects.
The littles girls all stood in a corner, shivering in fear.
05-14-2010, 01:19 AM
Dante watched the small fight between Cher and the wooden puppet. He felt his nails and teeth elongate, and felt his blood boil when he saw Cher's shoulder, he wanted to kill the little wretch then and there, but he felt the strong urge to lick Cher's wounds and tend to her bleeding shoulder. Dante looked into the little cage and glared at the creature, he growled “I sure could use a chew toy.” Glowering at the puppet, he finally heard Cher say"You can swipe your stuff and I'll pay... I think I have five dollars or so in gold in here..." He snapped out of his growing rage, and placed his items on the counter, still need grave soil he thought, as well as a few toad spirits. Dante noticed the nervous look he was getting from the woman and smiled. Forgetting he still hand fangs. He looked over his shoulder taking measure of the girls in the corner, they looked away from him. Dante picked up the carrier, him and Cher walked out of the store toward the mall. Dante looked at her shoulder and felt a twinge of sadness in his chest, he shouldn't have wandered off on his own she is hurt because of his lack of vigilance again. He felt his hand reach out and touch her bloodied shoulder, “Are you going to be ok, Cher that looks pretty bad.” Dante felt his fingers get coated in the coagulating blood, he subconsciously brought the fingers to his lips and smelt it. Sweet with a strong ferrous smell, he put his fingers in his mouth, Dante savoured the sweet tang of the iron. He felt his Gauru form whisper to him then., urging him to hunt. Dante felt himself staring at Cher soaking in her form admiring every curve and the exposed flesh. As well as the wounds he wasn't there to stop, as they walked down the street. Feeling overwhelmed my a mixture of emotions, the scent of blood driving him into a strongly aroused state. Lost in his thoughts as the Gauru for roared to him in his mind, urging him to hunt the creatures that wish to take Cher from him. He let loose a low growl, that both betrayed his growing anger and state of arousal.
05-14-2010, 01:52 AM
Cher and Dante walked out of the room and she stared straight up at him with love and interest, he was sad and worried. Cher was lost in thoughts until Dante spoke.
“Are you going to be ok, Cher that looks pretty bad.” Cher smiled at Dante and shook her head, "I'm fine, it's OK." She watched as emotions slid across his face, she put her hand on his arm as he growled. She smiled at him and then down at the puppet, "I can burn him and heal my shoulder while you go and... Do your own thing." She brushed back her hair and hugged Dante's arm against hers, sliding her fingers around his.
Cher looked down at her watch- 9:02, "It's late and the mall should be closing any minute anyhow, and if I don't get home this shoulder will get even worse. You gotta do your thing, too, if I kept you from your desires... I'd feel horrible." She looked down at her feet and stopped walking, foot marks covered the muddy ground, Cher looked up and saw at the graveyard. She sighed and took her stake out of her pocket without another word. Cher turned to Dante, "I'll be right back..." She then ran deeper into the graveyard without a thought.
05-14-2010, 02:25 AM
"I'm fine, it's OK."
"I can burn him and heal my shoulder while you go and... Do your own thing." He felt Cher press against his arm. He looked down at her and forced a smile the best he could. As he watched her look down at her wrist "It's late and the mall should be closing any minute anyhow, and if I don't get home this shoulder will get even worse. You gotta do your thing, too, if I kept you from your desires... I'd feel horrible." He followed Chers gaze, fresh tracks leading to the graveyard. Cher palmed a stake and turned to Dante "I'll be right back..." as she bounded off the graveyard, Dante followed never again he thought, she will never fight alone not while I'm able to stand beside her. The hunt was on, his Gauru form began to take control, Cher's blood still fresh on his tongue. He felt his body quake with each step, as he ran to catch up with Cher. Fighting to keep control, “Wait! Wait up.”Dante snarled making up the lead Cher had on him, he reached out and grabbed her arm. Spinning her to face him. “Your in no condition to fight.”He said handing over his materials and the puppets carrier. “It's my turn to have fun.”He growled, and rushed a head of Cher, he heard her trying to keep up with him. With each step he allowed the Gauru form more control, his bones began to crackle and pop, and muscles started to swell and grow, he felt his chest expanding taking in deeper breaths. Hair sprouted out over his body and his arms grew to the size of tree trunks with dagger like claws on the fingers. His face taking on a lupine form and his legs and his feet into paws. His cloths hung off him in tattered and torn, standing over nine feet and weighing close to seven hundred pounds, the blond Werewolf bounded into the grave yard with a long drawn out howl. Let the hunt begin, he hungered for destruction. He eyed them down, three fledgling vampires, his lips curled back in a toothy grin. He lunged at them.
05-14-2010, 03:54 AM
Cher watched as Dante went off into the graveyard. She sighed and started walking towards were Dante had ran, his feet leaving tracks in the mud... She wanted to fight- she had to, they were vampires... She was a vampire slayer, she couldn't just let Dante fight them himself.
Cher started running and found Dante in front of three vampires. She stood behind him as he saw the three vampires stare up at him with awe. Cher smiled, and walked slowly backwards and nodded, he could take care of himself she decided. She hugged his arm and ran back.
Cher finally got back to her house and went inside. She walked upstairs into her room and opened the carrier that the puppet sat in, growling lightly. He jumped out and giggled delightfully, "Hehe, get a clue... I shall destroy you." He ran and Cher raced after him, he ran downstairs into the basement and got through the door. Cher went inside the dark room and looked around, she gulped lightly and brushed back her hair. Something jumped at her back and tried to stab her, she threw him off and grabbed a large piece of wood, "Fight fire with fire..." She smiled and hit the wooden dummy with the log.
Cher walked upstairs and threw the dummy into the fire. She walked into the bathroom and cleaned off her shoulder. She heard a window crash and Cher jumped in surprise. She walked into her room and saw creatures with large bat wings, long skinny arms, no mouths or eyes, and a large black cloak draped around their skinny bodies.
Cher stared at them and one walked in. It grabbed her tightly around the arm and flew out of the window. She yelled out as she looked down at the world below her, she had always been frightened of heights... One of the only things she was afraid of. It screeched and threw her to the ground into a graveyard.
Cher fell to the mud and the creatures surrounded her, batting her with their wings. One stood on top of her, pressing her face deeper into the mud. She was suffocating. Cher tried to move but the creature was too heavy and held her down. When she stopped flailing around the creature jumped off her and ran away, screeching in delight.
The creatures fell themselves around three vampires and a giant werewolf. One screeched and fell to the ground as he tried to run away, another one stood there for a few seconds and then fainted, the biggest one got in fighting position and looked straight at all of the other monsters.
These creatures were Shades.
05-14-2010, 05:42 PM
“He needs to feed, do you want me to help him?”
"No" she spoke aloud, her voice firm to the girl at her side. She had known there was another vamp in the cemetary for awhile since they had been working their way through. She had smelled the blood, mixed with his. She could tell that he was going to be ok, it would just be a little time for him. He was not going to leave this earth over a few wounds. It took more than a few gashes to kill the likes of her kindred. You didn't come back from dust, wounds could heal. "I don't share my.... pets with strangers". her voice broaching no more discussion on the subject.
Sensing Alex's nervousness "He's not going to bother with you, he will be able to tell you are mine." stepping a little closer, but not quite within reach. "He's not a fledgling, so he will not take what has been marked by another" casting her eyes around the area.
"He is not the reason we are here, there was a disturbance here earlier." walking a slight way away, peering at the ground. Crouching down to see the grass was torn up and pulling some dirt through her fingers.
"This is what we are here for, to see if there is anything to point us to who was here and did this" she pointed to the area. Here eyes picking up pieces of wooden stakes strewn about and small pile of dust casually blowing away in the wind. "He must have come here afterwards, or he would be as this" letting the dirt fall from her fingers.
Walking back toward the figure on the ground she directed at him. "You look like you are in need of some assistance." poking him lightly with her booted toe "We can take you someplace safer than here, if you wish" Crouching down once again, lifting his head, gently tapping his cheek. "What's your name" she said, looking at his face.
05-14-2010, 10:00 PM
The first one was pathetic, it stood there like a deer in the headlights. Still feeling the residual effects of it's humanity, the fear of see such a monster lunging toward her. She was stricken by the seven hundred pound bullet. It crashed into her and ran her into the ground, it was quick and clean Dante ripped out her throat. She screamed and squealed choking on her blood, as her body turned to ash below him. The other two vampires came at him from behind, jumping on to his back clawing at his flesh and biting were they could. Dante roared in frustration, the minor wounds closing almost soon after they're made. He reached back and grabbed one, the male vampire hissed as Dante brought him to his eye level. He tossed the vampire into the air and grabbed it's leg swinging him around smashing the creatures body into gravestones. The other vampire worked feverishly to wound the monstrous wolf-man , Dante shook him off during the last swing. The vampire marvelled at the strength of the beast before him, it watched as the Gauru turned it's gaze upon him, and swung it's kindred at him sending both of them flying into the stone wall. Stalking after them Dante loomed over the dazed vampires, he picked up his most recent play toy, and bent his head back, enclosing the throat with his massive jaws he bit down. Blood and ash filled his mouth, he savoured the flavour of his victory, as he felt the heat from the dying body burning in his hands.
Dante heard a loud wailing screech, he looked up into the sky. Cloaked figures carried a young woman into the graveyard, they slammed her into the ground. It was Cher, Dante roared in fury. He forgot about the vampire at his feet and rushed at the new threat.As Dante rushed in, he felt his blood boil the adrenaline rushing through his veins, he snarled and lashed out at the nearest figure his dagger-like claw bit deep and it screeched and flew off. He howled in protest at the fleeing enemy, but focused on the biggest one there, it stood upon Cher digging its foot into her back. Dante ran at the monster, reaching out and grabbing a wing of a minion, he threw it at the cloaked being. Springing behind it,the smaller creature was crushed between the impact. Dante felt it then, a pain so profound, the creatures claws had ripped into his abdomen, and were sticking out his back. He felt the monster retract the scythe like talons from his body, and push him off. Dante staggered back, his massive hands touching his wound. The Gauru roared and snarled, as it regained its balance. It all grew silent, only the sound of Dante's laboured breaths and padded foot steps, he stalked forward. The wound slowly healing, he lunged at the monster again, grabbing it by the hands and breaking its wrists. He kicked out at the creature with such force that the creatures flimsy arms were ripped out of their sockets. It crumpled to the ground in a heap. Dante turned around, and they fell upon him the minion monsters, slashing out in fury at the fall of their leader. Dante batted out at them, slaying a few for the blows he took. The other screeched and began to flee in fear of eternal death. The wounds on Dante's body began to take their tole. He felt weak and so tired, he knew these wounds wouldn't kill him, he stumbled over to Cher's body, he leaned down with his massive hand and turned her over, she was hardly breathing, he picked her up tenderly in his bloody arms, and began to walk home. Dante got to he front door, his body so weak that he began to shift back into the Hishu form. He opened the door, and closed it behind them, the warmth of the fire was evident in the house but he felt so cold, as he collapsed to the floor with Cher still in his arms, and his blood soaking into the floor and Cher's clothing.
The vampire came out of his daze and pulled itself out of the ash and rubble, then ran off into the night. Thanking god for his unlife.
05-14-2010, 11:02 PM
It was completely black... Then white. Cher got up and looked down. She was dressed in a large white gown and white heels. Her lips were colored blood red with lipstick and her eyes were glowing red, she could see for when she looked back up a mirror was in front of her face. Her gold hair was long and reached down to her heels, "What the... What the...? Huh?" She couldn't say "hell" she looked around. There was massive gate with gold letters printed over the top, "Welcome Home."
Cher walked in and a large man looked down at her, he smiled, "It's not time Cher... Come now, you need to take care of Dante. Go." She looked around and saw Bryan smiling at her. She started to ask, "Where am I-" A large white light flashed in front of her face.
Cher coughed up mud and found herself in the arms of Dante... Dante? Cher got up, she was weak and when she got to her feet she could barely keep herself balance. Cher looked down to see blood all over her, white gown? It was still on? The ground was soaked in blood, too. Cher stared down at him carefully. Something crashed. Cher gritted her teeth, "No not now... No..." The bigger Shade appeared, screeching. It jumped after her, pushing her aside landing on top of the werewolf. Her eyes glowed red and she pushed him off, "GET. YOUR. HANDS. OFF. HIM!!!!!!!!!" The creature fell back into the wall, and the wall broke down from the power of Chers attack.
Cher turned him over and pushed her heel into his head, suffocating him against the mud outside, "See how you like it." Rain fell down quickly. It made her eyeshadow run and her short hair glow. The creature stopped moving and sat there in the mud. She turned and walked inside to Dante, "Dante... Come on, wake up." She remembered the bag upstairs. She shivered and was unbalanced as she walked upstairs.
She grabbed her bag and threw the ingredients she bought into the cauldron. She picked up her wooden mixing spoon and mixed the mixture around carefully, and then poured it into a small tube. She walked downstairs and tripped on the bottom step, she then walked over to Dante and rubbed the mixture onto Dante's wounds.
Cher then walked into the kitchen near by and sat down in a chair, breathing heavily and waiting for Dante to awaken.
05-14-2010, 11:43 PM
Dante found himself yelling “CHER!” as he came too not feeling her in his arms. All he could smell was blood, his skin was tacky as it coagulated on his naked body. He noticed the salve then over where his wounds were, they looked like horrible scars but those would go away also. Dante stared to heave, and fell forward, his body convulsed and he felt sick. He continued to dry heave, his body still hurt. Dante looked up and saw her there, sitting on a chair, in a white stained dress, and running makeup. Cher, he struggled to get to feeling his foot steps resist him. As he walked closer, he didn't care he was so exposed to her, he was just happy that she was ok, Dante leaned over and picked her up and crushing her into him. He gave her deep quick and passionate kisses, as he felt tears run down his face. “I-I th-thought I l-l-lost you” Burying his head in her shoulder.
05-15-2010, 12:08 AM
Cher falling in and out of unconciousness she finally noticed she was in the arms of Dante. He was completely naked but she didn't mind. She hugged him as he buried his face into her shoulder. She moved her body back so that his face could be seen by her and was no longer digging into her shoulder. She kissed him heavily and passionately for several moments again and then hugged him once more, "You did... But I'm back."
Cher had cried for a few moments into his neck and then pulled herself gently down and off Dante, "We need to get a nights sleep." She said quietly as she pulled off her heels. She put her arm around Dante's back and carried him along upstairs and into his closet.
Kemdi had been sitting on his bed for the whole time, whimpering sadly.
Dante pushed him lightly down onto his bed. She walked over to his bag and tried to find good sleeping clothes. She couldn't find anything, it could have been because her eye-sight was bad at the moment or that she was too weak to try, but she did find a big shirt that looked comfortable and some boxers. She covered him in his shirt and kissed him carefully. Cher then walked out, whispered good night, and closed the door lightly.
Cher mumbled to herself and fell onto her bed, immediately falling asleep.
05-16-2010, 08:27 PM
“Goodnight” Cher whispered as she walked out of the closet that was Dante's room. He felt his heart still pounding in his chest when he slipped on his boxers. He blushed when he slipped on his boxers and they got caught, he realized that he had one of those possibly awkward moments with Cher. He thought he was a bit of a fool for not being able to control his emotions. Looking down to the noticeable tent in his boxers now. He felt his face burning from his blush, she almost died on me and all I can do is get happy, and aroused when I hold her, He though as he sat back down on his bed. Dante tried to push the enjoyable and perverse thoughts from entering his head, but failed horribly. He rolled over thinking about Cher, struggling to get to sleep. His thoughts raced from sex to love from now to forever, wondering where they stood and where they were going. Dante began to sing quietly to himself trying to fight the plague of thoughts, “Now comes the rampage, a killing spree. Hunting his loved ones comes instinctively. Oh no, it's maddening, a shape-shifting demon of pure lunacy.” he said with a tear as thoughts continued to plague him. He found his tattered cloths, and grabbed his wallet, pulled out the picture of Ally, “It's not your fault.” He dug through his bag and grabbed his rum, spun off the cap and sat up and began to drink and sing quietly still. “A shot from the darkness tears through its flesh. A bullet of silver lays it to rest. Oh no, it's maddening, an innocent victim finds his peace.”As he took another large gulp, he thought this was the first drink since the graveyard, when Cher and him first me. He took another larger gulp, letting the rum burn in his stomach. His thoughts returned to Cher, and he let his thoughts fall back to their earlier perverse pattern as he felt his arousal increase, he sat there in silence enjoying his thoughts, Dante didn't sleep that night.
05-17-2010, 02:23 AM
"Heh..." Jet chuckled, hearing the 'pet' bit. His eyes darted up to meet Marna's and Alex's. He slowly pushed up to sit up on his knees. His arm still dripping blood, but slower now than before. His spikey hair stood on end as he panted from the pain. "Disturbance?" Now, he was interested in this odd....pair. As he was poked, "Assistance? You won't share her..." He joked as he gave a wink to Alex, and laughed a little before grunting and holding his arm. "A place to stay...would be nice, eh?" He thought as he closed his eyes from weakness. "Haven't had...one of those in a while, and it'll keep them away." He agreed. Jet didn't like the help, but frankly, it was a life and death situation. Plus, he hadn't calmly spoken to anyone..in a while...well, except his food. He felt his face pull up, as Marna lifted his head and tapped his cheek. He kept his eyes closed for a little, enjoying the soft feel of a hand on his face that wasn't trying to kill him, he sighed and opened his green eyes to see her. "Jet..." He replied, tensing the muscle in his neck along his black tattoo. She was beautiful, both of them were. He hadn't had this kind of interaction in a long time. His life had consisted of lonliness and attacks from the coven, while he enjoyed that lonliness, seeing Marna made him not want to be alone again. He smelled the air, Alex's scent made him tremble. He needed food, he might have to leave them to get it.
05-19-2010, 05:13 AM
Cher looked up from her bed... It was 8 am. 'Wow' she thought, 'It's late...' she brushed down her hair and stumbled off her bed. She still was pretty weak from the big experience she had last night. Cher threw her hand to her forehead as it felt like it was going to explode, "Ooooh...."
Cher walked over to a dresser and pulled out a tiny, skin-tight, plaid skirt and a black tank top that said, "Bitchy Babe". She then slowly walked out of the room and downstairs. Cher made two bowls of oatmeal and then sat down at the kitchen table, too lazy to set the dining room table.
Cher watched as Kemdi walked in. Kemdi ate from her food-dish on the floor. Cher ate slowly as she watched Kemdi, her head ached horribly and she was pretty sure it wouldn't be a good day. She sighed and looked up at the ceiling, thinking about Dante. She finally smiled.
05-19-2010, 07:31 PM
Feeling the last of the fire leave his belly hours ago, Dante laid in bed staring at the ceiling wondering if all this new trouble was a result of him. He heard Cher starting to wake up, and puttering about, the dresser drawers sliding open, and cloths falling to the ground. Dante's mind took an immediate turn when he heard the fabric, but he shook those thoughts out of his mind. His eyes stilled burned with no sleep, and he wished he still had rum when he began to pull on his new jeans and smelled his shirt, it was still ok. He tucked Ally's picture back into the wallet, and walked to the closet door. Dante's thoughts started to hound him, most of them where of Cher, and what he was doing, how he couldn't keep her from getting hurt. When he finally looked up he was turning the corner into the kitchen, and there sat Cher with a smile on her face, “Mornin Beautiful.” Dante said as he sat down with Cher giving her a bit of a grin too, his thoughts taking a wrong turn, and shaking them away just as fast.
05-19-2010, 10:08 PM
She could sense he was hungry. It concerned her a little. She didn't want to hurt him to defend Alex, but if it was necessary she wouldn't hesitate. Knowing that they shouldn't really stay in the cemetery much longer. Especially since there was obviously someone still out here, hunting. She didn't like the odds right now, one damaged vampire, one human and herself against who knew what. Jet as he called himself had obviously run into something here and barely escaped. He was healing, but it was taking time without a fresh supply of, food. Completely on guard, most of her attention tuned to listening for any sounds that did not belong there. The need for flight becoming almost constant. She hadn't lived this long only to be taken unawares here.
You won't share her..." she heard him say. "No, she is mine. She is special to me" she replied instantly, feeling as though she had said to much to him about Alex already. Turning her face away, her eyes flickering toward Alex out of habit. Seeing that she was still as safe distance from him. She moved to put herself between them, just in case.
Turning back to look at him when he replied Haven't had...one of those in a while and it'll keep them away." "We came here to find out who killed kindred, only to find you here." she said slowly, studying his face. His appearance was young, almost boyish. His look was deceiving, she could tell he was at least a few hundred years old. "Who is them?" she peered at him, her crystal eyes blazing in the darkness. "Perhaps we can assist one another and get to the bottom of this. After we get away from here, of course." Pulling him with her as she stood to stand. "Can you move, or do I need to carry you?" she smirked in his direction in direct challenge.
“You mean to bring him with us?” Alex whispered the words to Marna, her voice cold and emotionless. This was an idea she didn’t like. What if Marna liked him better? What if she decided that being around her own kind was preferable to the company of a fragile mortal? Although the thought of dying in Marna’s arms was a thought which appealed to Alex, the idea of being a dinner for two did not.
Without hesitation Marna lashed out, in a movement almost too quick to follow, she hit Alex across the cheek. The palm of her hand connecting directly with the other girls face. Not hard, by any means, but it would leave a red contact mark. Since she was capable of breaking the girls face without much effort, she felt as though she could have done worse.
The slap was enough to rock the girls head back, causing her to stagger a bit back a step. Glaring at her "Yes. You are food. He is kin. You are free to leave anytime, Alex" her voice taking on a distinctive hiss when saying the girls name, as if daring her to take a step. "I will give him shelter, if he wishes it."
It wasn’t the first time Marna had ever hit Alex. Under normal circumstances she had a word for the abuse she would receive from Marna. Foreplay. But this was different. Never had Marna struck he out of anger, and Alex was scared. She started to shake a little, mostly from forcing herself to keep from crying, but out of fear as well. Alex felt like maybe she was starting to outlive her usefulness, and more than death, the thought of not being with Marna frightened her immensely.
“I…I’m sorry,” Alex’s voice came quietly. Turning her back on Alex, she focused again on Jet, suddenly very aggitated with the current situation. The need to flee was like a constant alarm ringing in her ears, she was becoming exceedingly unhappier by the moment. Taking it out on Alex wasn't going to solve anything, but she would be damned if she let the girl, the human girl dictate what she would and would not allow in her haven. "Well?" she said to Jet. "Are we leaving?", placing her hands on her hips, the only obvious sign of her agitated state.
co/post with Nazzy
05-20-2010, 12:46 AM
Cher smiled brightly at Dante, "Mornin Handsome." she said lightly. She wasn't in the best mood as she threw her hand up to her head, "I've got an awful headache."
Cher looked up and saw something in his eyes, it then quickly disappeared. She smiled and leaned over the table, she then kissed Dante lightly. Cher picked up her bowl and sat it on the sink.
Cher picked up her stake that was hidden under the sink, "I'm, uh, going to go hunt... Vampires." She brushed down her hair and walked out of the kitchen, "You should stay, last night was pretty bad and I think you should rest. Anyhow, you look like you got no sleep last night!" She turned and kissed Dante again on the cheek.
Cher walked out of the house and to the graveyard. She tripped a number of times, but she knew she had the ability to fight a vampire... Or two. Not much more.
Cher walked in and saw a human and two vampires. She gasped in surprise, "God, what are two vampires doing with a human, hmm?" She backed up slightly and pressed her hand to her head once again. She then smiled a little, "So, what are your names?" Cher winked.
05-20-2010, 03:37 AM
Jet sat with his left knee propped up, and his good arm using that knee as an arm rest. He was smart enough to not make any moves on Alex. He could sense the connection between Marna and her. Yet, Alex's scent was driving him up the wall. He re-adjusted as he stretched his injured arm out. "Gghh.." He scrunched his face as he looked up, only to see Marna move in front of Alex. He breathed in deeply, moderatly mesmerized by the human girl's smell, but he regained composure...he was a vampire, but surely not a monster. "Special, huh?" His light eyes shined to Marna as he eyed her. Jet was a smooth talker, indeed.
"Killed?" He questioned, as he continued to observe his wounded arm. It was slowly getting better. His muscled arm was no longer bleeding..Jet folded up the now tinted red sleeve to see how the healing was coming along, as he listened. The gashes in his arm were noticebly teeth rips, claws..and tattered skin. "Them? Did this to me?" He asked back, as he touched the tender spots on his bicep. "My coven...I left them..." His green orbs once again eyed Marna, he licked his bottom lip. It was banishable, leaving a coven. Any vampire that left their coven were often ripped to shreds or disappeared. Jet knew it wouldn't cause much of a stir within Marna, since...she wasn't involved with a coven. Instead, she was involved with this human girl. He didn't know why...he would've had his way with her and then ate her....but, he respected Marna's wishes. He chuckled sweetly, as he heard Marna joke, '...or do I need to carry you...' Jet took a deep breath. "I got it..ughh" He stood up slowly, now towering a 'head' above Marna.
Jet was a good size, slim, but muscular. His spikey hair complimented his face, and his watchful eyes hypnotized any prey. He wore regular tinted jeans, that unfortunatly also sported blood splatter, possibly not just his blood. He froze as he heard Alex's remark, 'You mean to bring him with us?'. He smiled a toothy grin, this human didn't understand that vampires..for the most part stuck together. The more time he spent with them, the more interested he grew about the two's relationship.
His grin stayed as he saw the slap Alex got from Marna. "Sexy.." He chuckled, it had been way too long since he'd seen a female vampire, they were absolutely stunning. "Food, indeed." He agreed, "I like a woman in control.." He winked at Marna, as he nodded. "Alright, I agree...let's get out of here..I'm starting to have a weird feeling..and I'm still hungry." He hesitantly looked over his shoulders, and held his hurt arm.
He was then interupted by random young woman. "What do you care?" He growled, backing up and holding an arm in front of the two girls. At this moment, his injury meant nothing.
05-20-2010, 08:49 AM
"Mornin Handsome."Cher said as she raised her hand to her head "I've got an awful headache." but she still leaned over and planted a light kiss upon his lips, Dante enjoyed the kiss Cher planted upon him, it sent shivers down his spine. He was becoming engrossed in his breakfast when Cher said "I'm, uh, going to go hunt... Vampires." Dante stopped eating, and looked at her with an incredulous look. "You should stay, last night was pretty bad and I think you should rest. Anyhow, you look like you got no sleep last night!" She accented with a kiss on Dante's cheek. You should rest to Dante thought to himself about the injuries she took last night. He shivered and grimaced. Cher was already out of the kitchen by then. Dante finished up really quick, and ran up stairs rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He stripped off his cloths, as he got to the closet. He began to sing, “Please forgive me for the sorrow. For leaving you in fear.” Hair started to grow all over his body, “For the dreams we had to silence.
That's all they'll ever be.” His bones began to crack, pop, and shrink. “Still I'll be the hand that serves you.” Dante's limbs began to reshape to a reverse joint,his hand and feet became paws and he grew a tail. “Though you'll not see that it is me.” His last words turned into a low howl, as his face took on the lupine form. He was the Urhan, Dante turned ephemeral, and jumped through the wall. He ran toward the graveyard, need to find some high ground I'll just watch and get in the way if she is in trouble. Dante found away up top of a three story building, near the graveyard. He stood staring down at the scene, blood and ash with a strong earthy overtone, where the strong smells. He noticed the salty fruity smell with an ozone tint of Cher, as well as a another one. Dante stood over the edge, looking down on the scene "So, what are your names?" said Cher, Dante looked down, awaiting the chance to fall into his place beside Cher, maybe sooner than later he thought, it isn't like she could see him.
05-20-2010, 05:07 PM
Cher shrugged lightly and winked, "Well, I thought it would be kind of me to ask of your names before killing you." She brushed back her hair, she already was feeling a bit better, "Names Cher, the Vampire Slayer..." She smiled again lightly, "So, you want to have the first shot or shall I start?"
Subborn growled, "Really? How long are we waiting?" Glitz sighed, "Shut up, Subborn. Just wait. She'll come around."
Subborn rolled his eyes and started to walk away. Glitz turned in surprise, "Where are you going?!" Subborn smiled, "I'm going to go actually DO something. Kill and eat."
Glitz stood there for a number of minutes, watching as Subborn disappeared beyond the trees. She growled much like Subborn had and started walking forward, "You're a bitch!"
Subborn smiled at the remark.
"Skeeek! Skeeeeek!" the Shade remarked powerfully. He was larger and stronger then the others, "Heeeeee's strrrrrrroooooong? And yoooooou arrrreeeeeeent? Did I noooot raise yoooooooou fooooools?" The smaller Shades crowded away from the larger Shade. One dared to speak, "Maaaastaaaah. Weeeee sooooorry. Theeey strrrrrooooong." The larger Shade turned towards the one who spoke. He took the Shades head and turned it rapidly, breaking the neck. The larger Shade looked at the others, "Anyone ellllse wish to spppeeeeeak?" The smaller Shades backed up, "No Gomith!" Gomith nodded at the smaller Shades, "Nooow, go kiiilll her and don't booooooother to coooome here if you doooooont!"
The Shades flew out of the window, leaving Gomith to rest.
They flew for many moments until a sight came over them. The graveyard... The werewolf... The girl... And three others?
Subborns cape flew behind him as he came close to his own kind. And others. He smelled werewolf, "This is all good and fine but where's the werewolf?" He winked and looked around, "Not like you can't smell it. He's 'round here."
Glitz walked up, "Really, Subborn? REALLY?" Subborn smiled at her and looked up, large flying creatures circled the graveyard, "Oooooh! We got company! This is great! Come, Love, let's watch them all kill themselves." The lovers smiled at each other and backed up, holding hands.
"SKREEEECH, SKREEEEEECH!" The Shades flew down at lightning speed, "SKACK!" One hit Cher and the others flew to the ground lightly, "Egh, what theeeey?" The 33 Shades (Except for the one on Cher) all stared at the Vampires strangely. One of the Shades spoke up, "Ech, ugggglllly!" Another Shade hit the one who remarked rudely, "Shut it, Dumbassssss."
Cher watched as Subborn appeared, "Shit, I can't kill you all..." At Subborns remark about "company" Cher looked up, Shades circled the graveyard and dove down. One hit her straight in the stomach, who she quickly threw off and hit straight in the forehead with her stake. She brushed herself off and got up, "Damn. This is gonna be a long day."
05-20-2010, 06:33 PM
Jon held the young gangster by his collar over the side of the empire state biulding. "Did they send you to kill me...as an initiation i bet.......My ways of killing you assholes has increased greatly since last time.....I bet your wondering how im able to hold you up as if you were nothing but a feather............I canceled the gravitational pull the earth has on your body. I'm pretty sure you have no clue what im talking about, what with you poor highschool education."
Jon let go and for a moment the boy floated there as Jon smiled then touched the boys forehead instantly tripling the boys body weight sending him plummeting to the ground....A taxi had broken his fall but the boy was dead before he hit the ground the increased weight of his organs especially his heart tore major arteries apart and the boy had died of intense internal trauma before he hit the ground. however the taxi was now a lovely shade of red.
Jon found himself in the graveyard for some reason everyday. It drew him away from everything else. It calmed him. It WAS peaceful until he saw some girl being attacked by strange creatures. he walked up close to the fighting and hefted himself onto a gravestone and watched one creature dive towards the girl and land a hit in her stomach but it seemed to not have much of an effect on her as she soon drove a wooden stake into its forehead.
"Oooooooh, that's gotta sting."
Jon wondered if he should intervene here was a young lady fighting for her life against a small army of wierd creatures. This was fun. He wouldn't spoil it by joining in unless she asked.
05-20-2010, 11:44 PM
Dante's bones began to crackle and pop as he backed up, his body grew larger, and his front paws started to become hands. He started to run forward, standing upon his back legs, his muscles grew to compensate for his new form, his chest expanded and his arms became longer and thick. His hair turned blonde and his one eye azure with a glittering tint, the Gauru. Dante's strong corded legs pushed off the lip of the building as he jumped, he began to materialize. He let loose a howl as he soared in the air nine foot tall seven hundred pound blonde bullet crashed into four of the flying shades. Dante fell towards the earth, crashing into the ground, his impact made a small crater. The impact killed two of the shades instantly, his massive maw enclosed the chest of the shade in his left hand, as he smashed the other in his hand right into the ground with such force that its chest cavity collapsed. Dante let the dead forms fall to the ground, he threw back his head, and let loose a vicious howl. His heart pounded in his chest as he realized how far away from Cher he was, he stood ready to intercept any incoming entity. His gaze fell upon the three forms in the graveyard with them, and to the black forms in the sky. His blood boiled in anticipation, the Gauru was pleased, he licked his lips to taste the sickly blood upon his maw. Dante was waiting, urging the next threatening movement, the Gauru, was never satisfied.
05-20-2010, 11:52 PM
Cher stared at the vampires in front of her. She looked and saw a man, "God! Who's he?" She stared at him for a number of seconds until a Shade jumped at her, throwing her at the cliff standing behind her. Cher pushed it off. The Shade screeched suddenly and looked around rapidly, "Hooooow? They diiie???? Hoooow?" He looked around and then ran towards one of the Shades, it whispered to him and the Shade flew off. The Shade flew to where dead Shades laid, he touched his forehead to the dead Shades who immediately came to life. The Shade (who brought the dead Shades to life) turned to see a large werewolf, "EEECH!"
OOC : Writers block... Sorry!
05-21-2010, 05:36 AM
Heavy rasping breaths shudder forth from Dante, as he stood there in the graveyard. He watched as a larger shade came flying down, and touched foreheads with a fallen monster. It rose to it's feet and flew off into the sky again. Dante was furious, he howled in rage at the denial of his kills. The hair on Dante's back stood on end as he snarled in frustration, the smell of ozone was strong, as well as the faint coolness that is accompanied by the rain. He started to close the gap between Cher, but he started to feel quagmired, his steps became heavy, his movements sluggish. Dante saw her then, standing beside Cher, she was looking at him. Glimmering white, with scintillating coloured hues, Ally stood there with tears in her eyes, the she wolf laying at her feet leer at him. “It's not your fault” so distant yet so far away, his heart was pounding like a war drum, why now, of all times why now. The sound of earth rending open sounded behind him, he felt the static from the energies make his hair stand on end. Howling, long and low, rolled forth like a coming thunder storm. Then all Dante heard was Cher's and Ally's combined screams, he turned then as the gauntlet tore asunder. Ethereal vines shot forth from the tear, wrapping around his limbs neck and maw. They burned like cold fire, pulling Dante towards the indigo portal, he struggled and tugged against the unseen force, his muscles corded and strained. But he was loosing ground, Dante whimpered and growled, fighting hard, watching the looks of the vampires, and hearing the shrieks and cackles of the shades. He heard it then like the echos of thunder, “Dante Aldulfr, Ghost Wolf Ithaeru. You will stand before us and receive judgement.” Then came a tug that pulled the blonde werewolf through the portal. Energy arched of the spot the tear was, the ground smoked as well as a faint howl lingered for all to hear. Ally fell to her knees and cried “It's not your FAULT!” but no one could hear her, the she wolf nudged her head and licked her face. The sky rumbled then, as grey clouds swallowed the sky, it began to rain.
05-24-2010, 02:13 AM
A part of Alex wanted to die. In her mind, Marna had found someone who interested her more. Alex was now convinced that this creature she had given her life up for, was going to trade her for one of her own kind. Alex could not let that happen. Especially since she had her suspicions that once Marna had truly become bored with her, she would be given to Jet as a gift and her life would end. Mind you, that could never happen if his ended first.
The wheels in Alex’s mind had already started turning as she went over everything Marna had ever told hr about vampires in her mind. There were ways to kill a vampire, she just needed to choose the right one. It had to be subtle, as there was no way in hell Alex could ever survive a fight with Jet. Even with the skills taught to her by Marna, she had no doubt any confrontation of a violent nature with Jet would be her last.
Alex had to be subtle. More importantly, there could be no way for Marna to link his death to her. If Marna knew that Alex had killed a vampire, her punishment would be dire. Even though Alex liked pain, what Marna would do to her would bring her no pleasure. Alex had no doubt that Marna would make her suffer and the hell she would be sent to would be like a trip to an amusement park compared to what Marna would do to her. Alex needed to come up with a way to make this possible, and she would have thought about it right now if not for the distraction which had appeared in the graveyard.
To say that it was a distraction was something of an understatement. The creatures which had appeared in the cemetery were dark foul looking things which were circling in the air. Suddenly, a new thought occurred to Alex. If she could prove to Marana she was more than just food, perhaps her mistress would no longer need Jet. Drawing her sword, Alex rushed forward in the direction the shades. It appeared that the shades had already taken notice of the small group and several of them had broken away and were heading right for them. Alex rushed right at them as one flew straight for her head. At the last moment, Alex dropped to the ground sliding underneath it, bring up her sword as she did. The blade cut into the creature which screamed in response and went crashing into a headstone.
Still sliding on the ground, Alex pushed herself to her feet to meet the next one, but it was already too late. Before Alex had a chance to react, the shade had slammed into her and she went flying through the air, crashing into the cold stone wall of a crypt. Pain coursed through her and she could tell that a few of her ribs were cracked if not broken completely. Gasping for air, Alex looked up to see the shade bearing down on her to finish the job. Alex smiled slightly as she waited for death. At least she had avoided being dinner for Jet, and maybe Marna would miss her just a little once she was gone.
05-24-2010, 03:22 AM
Jet's eyes scanned the area, these Shades were attacking, and Cher and Alex where the first to get slammed. What were these shades anyway? He growled and showed his fangs as he pushed a few Shades of of him, and he began to infuse his powers. Jet's legs were a blur, as he sped by and tackled the Shade over Alex. Sure, Alex was a human, and her life meant little to him...but to Marna...it was opposite. He took this opportunity to save Alex, for Marna. Marna was interesting to him, he wanted to know more...
As the Shade began to put up a fight, Jet punched it violently, as the two rolled along the dirt of the graveyard. Snarling and growling could be loudly heard from the two, as Jet grabbed the Shade with both hands around the neck and ran an electric current through it. He panted as he pushed the dead Shade off of himself, stretching his injured arm. "ahh.." He mumbled, getting up off the ground. He ran over to the human, then helping Alex get up. "You alright?" He asked, as he turned around to fight off another Shade, without hearing her answer.
This Shade gave him more of a fight, he bit into its shoulder now hating the taste and spitting out the piece he tore off. The Shade screeched, as he went for Jet's weakness, and grasped his claws into Jet's bad arm. "ARGghgh.." He growled and pushed the Shade a few feet away as he then used his speed to reach the Shade and electricute it, by placing his palm flat on the floor and shocking the immediate area the Shade laid on.
05-24-2010, 03:39 AM
Gomith sensed danger to his folk, he decided it would be best if he helped them instead of just letting them all be killed off. He flew off out of the window and into the night, he was there in seconds, the graveyard. He flew down quickly, landing onto his claw-like feet. He moved foward, much taller then one of these humans or vampires. Shades flew all around him squeaking out, "Maaaasssstaaaaah" He took one in his claw and broke its neck, letting it fall to the ground in a small heap, compared to Gomith. He growled and walked foward, "I won't kiiiiiill you inoccent souls... Where issssss the so-callled-Cheeeeer?"
Cher watched as a much larger Shade appeared, she was probably 1/4 his size. She grumbled and got up to her weak legs. She moved foward with her sword, sticking it into his stomach. She looked up and noticed he was smiling, "Reallllllly?" He grumbled. He took out the sword and crushed it into tiny bits and dropping it onto the smaller Shade he killed. Cher stepped back, "Ehh..." The larger creature stepped close to her and picked her up by the neck, throwing her into a tombstone. She went unconcious and Gomith smiled, "SHAAAAAAADES!" He skreeched as they came closer to Gomith. He pointed up to the sky and they flew up quickly like bullets. Gomith looked down at the vampires and whispered, "Continuuuuue on..." He then flew up into the sky quickly.
05-26-2010, 02:02 AM
She watched the scene unfold, her attention riveted to the girl that had snuck up on them while she was helping the injured one, Jet. She knew it was past time to leave the graveyard, and she had been right. It brought little satisfaction to her however, as they were now embroiled in a battle. A battle that she had no intentions of being in whatsoever. Her plans to be long gone from this place, suddenly side tracked. She was enjoying watching as the shades attacked the girl, that had been very interesting, amusing almost. What did they want with her? It clicked into place when they spoke her name.. Cher... Marna couldn't help the grin that had nothing to do with mirth from her lips. Her fang distinctly white and showing in her agitated state. It was the one they were looking for. This was almost too easy.
It would have been very amusing to watch them destroy her. They didn't appear to care so much for the Vampires, at first, that is until Alex appeared to have lost her mind and attacked them. Her suddenly rushing forward with the sword, and engaging them in battle. That wasn't something she had calculated on. Clearly the girl had lost her grip. Maybe I hit her too hard she mused.
The site of Alex being thrown across the small clearing they were in would have caused her heart to beat faster in her chest, if her heart still beat. As it was, she could only look upon the scene in curious amusement. Her mind still working to process why Alex would have done that. Seeing that she lay crumpled against a stone tomb, currently out of harms way, she cast a glance at Jet. She noted that he was handling the situation quite nicely, she moved quickly to the one called Cher. She was the one that started this mess in the first place. Alex would have to wait a little while.
Lifting her head in her hands "Who are you?" she whispered to the unconscious girl. Imprinting her face into her memory. Grasping her wrist in her hand, she quickly used her fingernail to pierce her skin. Just a small spot really, would hardly be noticeable. Blood immediately welling up from the cut. Marna brought the girls wrist to her lips, her tongue sliding lazily against the bright red liquid.
She couldn't stop the gasp from coming to her lips, it was like a double shot of adrenaline in her system. She really was slayer. Only once before had she tasted such power, such magic. It was intoxicating, like heady wine on an empty stomach. Marna licked her lips, her lips curling into a definitely evil grin. Oh, but this was turning into a very interesting field trip indeed. Bringing the girls wrist back to her mouth, she pierced her wrist with her fangs and began to drink.
06-03-2010, 08:37 PM
It was so cold, and grey. The place looked like the graveyard but no one was there, every building was dilapidated and sundered. Shadows flickered and swayed, and there was the constant rumble of thunder in the distance. The ivy let Dante go, and receded into the ground, he felt something touch his shoulder. He turned his head and had a fine dust blown in his face, his body began to groan and shrink in protest, his hands grasped his face as he reverted to his Hishu form again. Before him stood three beings, the She-wolf, a girl and a werewolf. The impact was sudden, his breathe was stolen from his body as he crashed into the wall of a far building, the beast was on top of him, driving its massive fists into his body. Dante felt the taste of blood in his mouth and the Gauru form screaming in him, but he didn't change. His ribs cracked and he felt a explosive pain in his side as the werewolf tore a chunk of flesh from his abdomen. A rib punctured his lung and blood came bubbling out of his throat and splattered all over his chest. All he could taste or smell was his blood, as the Gauru tore into his body, the dagger like nails leaving massive wounds in his mangled form. “ENOUGH!!” came a voice, with enough force to shatter stone. The hulking form stood up and snarled at Dante “You've failed Cher, you failed me, and most of all you failed your oath.” It hit Dante like all the other blows, it was Bryan, and he was right. He felt tears streak down his face, what was happening to Cher, he screamed in pain as his crying came on stronger, his body convulsing from his heavy heaves. “Time has come, you are to be judge Dante, I hope for your sake the Sons see you fit.” He felt that voice in his head it was familiar, He felt a warm but frigid touch on his face, all he saw was a girl in all white and an aura of scintillating colors. Dante found himself in a forest then, in front of a large wigwam. It called out to him, and he stood up expecting pain, but nothing came, he was fully dressed and healed. Dante walked toward the entrance of the large hide tent, and walked in, there was no grey inside it was all color and dancing shadows over the entities with in. He walked to the middle and sat down on his knees, he could lift his head any high than the floor for some reason. Dante sat in silence for what felt like ages, till the shade in the middle spoke.
“Dante Aldulfr Ghost Wolf Ithaeru , you have been brought be for the Seven Sons, to have your actions and harmony judged.” Smoke began to seep in from outside the Wigwam and began to form a shimmering surface in front of Dante like a mirror. Images began to flash before him, most of it involving his lupin forms. Dante saw things he new knew he did, and it began to mortify him.
“A silver dagger..” A voice said. “Banishing a fellow Werewolf.” Said another. “Failing his oaths.” growled one “He should be destroyed like the mongrel he is.” Roared another. “He is nothing more than a unihar, He does not know what he is. He needs guidance from Urfarah.” Dante heard a bunch of agreements in the form of grunts. “Dante your harmony is unbalanced, but you are not far from saving. But we are going to take drastic measures.” Suddenly a chorus of chanting echoed forth from the members, it made Dante cower at the sheer power of the council. His body felt warm for a moment and went frigidly cold, “You are now cursed to loose control of your Gauru form, you will become a Zi'ir if you do not correct your harmony. As well as avenge Bryan, and stay clear of Cher till your test is done. If you cannot comply with these demands you will be systematically destroyed young Thihirtha Numea. may Urfarah protect you on your journey and save you from becoming a Zi'ir.” Dante was back on the material plane again, his stuff that was at Cher's was at his side and he was fully clothed. He was in the middle of the forest, of what smelled like central park. Dante fell to his knees and cried, “I have failed, I have failed, I FAILED!!!” His cry turning into a howl. Three forms stood before him The Gauru the was Bryan, his spirit guide, and a little girl in scintillating colors. Bryan snarled and disappeared, the wolf padded up to him and nuzzled his face. “You have not failed Dante, this is just a new beginning. We will both be watching over you.” Her voice was so harmonic and soothed his sadness, but he felt a twinge of guilt for not remembering her. The spirits dissipated and Dante was left alone, “what the fuck should I do now?” He said out loud with a bitter tone.
Dante wandered in the recesses of the forested park, He heard the chorus croaks and followed it. He came across a small pond, and found several, “I guess it is time to get to work, anything will help” He set down his bag, and pulled out his silver dagger and wolfs bane. Dante looked at his dagger turning it over in his hand and smiled sadly. “I guess this is were we part old friend. It seems I cannot be with you anymore.” He said out loud with a morose tone. Dante cast the dagger into the pond, it hit the surface with a slap as it sunk to the bottom, reflecting the moonlight off it's pristine blade. He began to carve a small circle into the ground with his finger nail, a binding circle. He laid the wolfs-bane in the centre and cut his palm with his teeth, growling as he did so. Dante flicked blood onto the wolfs-bane, and began to chant. As his chant hit the crescendo, small figures became highlighted by a blue light. Energy from the toads was being drained and bound to the wolfs-bane. Dante walked around finding the husks that were the toads. “Supper” He mumbled with sarcasm, he put the toads in a side pocket of his bag, and pulled out a mortar and pedestal, and sat before the wolfs-bane and began a chant as he started to take and grind it to dust. Dante thought as he chanted 'It is time to prepare, the full moon is five days away..' The half-moon light bathed him in it's glow has he worked.
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