The music was almost hypnotic that filled the main ballroom of Enchanted Academy's Recreational Wing. It was pumping and filling the air with an atmosphere of fake normalcy. Nothing was normal here, even if it appeared so, nothing was. No one here was fully human, and everyone knew that. Despite it all, humanistic activity still came on as they moved to the beat of the music playing. At least, that was what the vast majority was doing. Others sat around tables talking or were making their way out of the side doors into the courtyard to enjoy the bonfires outside. In short, everything was relaxed and laid back for the night, and all of the students were eating it up.

However, a skinny brunette with her long hair in curls and a slinky, short, black dress hugging her form was merely observing. A denim jacket covered her arms, and her black high heels gave her some height. Ophelia Rizolia, Demon extraordinaire. Around her neck hung a beautiful crystal pendant that glowed brightly on the inside, but the light barely showed outside. It was her pendant, and one no one would understand. In her time at the academy, Ophelia had successfully hid her angelic roots, no one even suspecting she was anything other than her demon self. She walked, confidently towards the bonfire where a few heads turned to her. All of them demons, and all of them smirked when she sat with them. Males. All of them.

"Nice of you to finally grace us with your presence, Lia." The brunette male with stunning eyes commented. Lia smirked, and out of her jacket pocket, she pulled out a cigarette and lit up.

"Shut it, Ayden. You know how much I love these events. Getting hit on by boys who can't string a thought together is such a turn on." She said, taking a long drag and blowing out her stream of smoke. Three things that Lia was known for. Her rather unique immunity to allure and mind powers, her ability to call upon and control hell hounds, and her ability to be a stone cold bitch. Most guys who met her either try to get in her pants, or they figure out she is impossible. But then there was her demon crowd, who tried to get her to teach them her ways. Ayden Locke, however, was a rather interesting sort. An outcast hanging out with one of the most known girls in school, and why?

Because oddly enough the two were branded demons, meaning both of them had a single symbol branded into their human forms that set them apart. Though the demon dialect used on Ophelia's was much too old for Ayden to understand, but he knew his meant 'demon of fire.' It gave him the ability to manipulate and create fire, and not to mention it gave him an edge over regular demons. It was why they bonded because of the three types of demons, the branded ones were the fewest and furthest between. There were the regulars,who normally took on attributes of an animal in human form; the summonsed who are the most dangerous and dark; and the branded who are given special abilities and strengths from the time they were branded.

"So, Lia, you going to play nice for a bit tonight and actually enjoy yourself?" Ayden asked, and Lia blew out her drag before chuckling.

"Has hell frozen over yet?" She retorted and soon she could see more people flocking outside, and the music from the inside was seeping outside. "These welcoming shindigs are a waste of time, Ayden, but it gives me time away from my studies, so I can't complain."

Ayden nodded, his eyes travelling over towards a girl he didn't quite recognize, and he brought his finger up and caused the fire to create different shapes, more.or less to impress but also to cast more light on her face. She was beautiful, her face breathing an almost Asian but not nationality. Her eyes were dark, but gorgeous nevertheless.

Ayden looked to Lia who had put out her cigarette, and leaned back against one of the regular demons, Arik if he recalled correctly, and he shook his head. "Arik, you know you don't stand a chance with her, right. Nobody does."

Arik shot him a look, but Lia laughed. "You are so right, Ayden, and there are plenty of reasons."

Ayden stood though, "But I will be back. Going on the prowl."

Lia.shot him a sidelong glance, and he gave her a look. The two actually had a rather deep understanding of each other, which was odd for Lia and anyone really. And Ayden was an outcast in the school because.of his abilities and his temper, but he still had a few friends. "Call me if you need anything, I am sure Rose and Lily are wanting to pounce."

Ayden chuckled when she mentioned her hounds, and he headed off, and he saw the girl, casting her a wavebefore motioning he was heading inside. If she didn't follow, she didn't follow, but he would catch her later. As he was heading in, he bumped into the shoulder of Luca Winters, a very popular boy in the academy. A notorious play boy, but Ayden cast him a smile, his normally dark eyes dancing like fire. "Have fun, all the best people have been out there for a while." He commented before finally heading inside to grab aome grub, and something to drink.

Another school year was starting, and that meant another start of the year party. Madelyn hated these things. They left her feeling uneasy and well awkward. Too many people for starters and well she had to be close to them. She held onto the red cup filled with alcohol one of the fae had snuck in. Madelyn had a number of friends, after all everyone loved her. She was that nice innocent girl. Taking in a small breath she pushed a strand of her long black hair behind her ear as she watched the fire. She wished that Will and Carly were here. They were the other demonic witches at the school. Demonic witches were a rare thing, but in the last few years their numbers were growing. Downing her drink she sighed softly to herself, as she watched the flamed dance before her, the heat reaching out to brush along her fare skin.

“Maddie!” Carly beamed as she put her arms around Madelyn’s neck as she leaned on the girl. Madelyn laughed softly.

“So you two came out from hiding eh?” She said smiling as she looked back to see Will there as well. Carly was a year younger then Madelyn, and Will a year older, but Madelyn had come to see Will as a best friend well Carly and him hit it off.

“Hey, it’s not my fault I enjoy making out.” Carly grinned making Madelyn roll her deep brown eyes at her. “Hey your empty why don’t I go get you more.” She said before taking Madelyn cup. Madelyn reached out for it as she walked away but sighed softly to herself before looking back to the fire. There was no fighting it when it came to Carly.

“Fae and their drinking.” She mumbled to herself, before noticing the fire start to flicker in a slightly odd way. Frowning a little she watched the shapes start to form in the flame, before she glanced around for who it could be. She had guessed an elementalist had been the one who was trying to show off, but she didn’t see any of them nearby. However, just across from her was a small group of demons. A flicker of fear ran through her. It was a big thing with demonic witches, they didn’t like demons period. When he disappeared, her body tensed. Her eyes looked around panicked before Carly pushed her drink into her face making Madelyn jump.

“Whoa girl, it’s just a drink.” Drink she teased, but a flicker of worry came into Carly’s eyes.

“Mads, why don’t you head up to your room.” Will stepped in, taking the glass from Carly’s hands. “Maybe some water too.” He said before waiting for Madelyn to agree. She watched him for a minute before sighing to herself.

“Fine.” She finished before heading off towards the café. They all struggled to block out their demon’s voices, but their demons hadn’t killed their twin sister either. Madelyn struggled more with the voices, the headmaster wasn’t sure if that was because the demon was more powerful or Madelyn was just struggling.

“Leaving the party already?” Luca’s voice rang making Madelyn look up slightly startled.

“Ah yeah, head ache.” She smiled a little.

“Lame man, see around hot stuff.” He grinned at Madelyn making her roll her eyes.

“Not going to happen Luca.” She called as she passed him by.

Rather than cutting back through the ballroom, Madelyn took the hallways and walked into the café, she noticed she wasn’t the only one there but paid no mind to it. She was busy trying to block over her negative feelings, and thus ignored the demonic aura beaming brightly in the room, she had just assumed in her tipsy state, that her master was trying to break through. However, as she passed the boy by, she did a bit of a double take. It was the demon from across the fire, she quickly put her head down and opened the fridge for a water bottle.

Luca had lured one of the first years to the closet near the ballroom. She was an ice elementalist. He had already forgotten her name as he licked slowly up the side of his neck. "Are you sure?" He asked with almost a purr before she nodded her head, before he opened his mouth exposing his fangs before skinning his fangs into her skin, she leg out a soft cry, as the drug from his fangs started to lull her a little. He could feel the growl of possession take over him for a moment as he drank from her. Her hands pushed up into his messy brown hair as she pulled a little just making him want to suck her dry. After a moment he pulled away panting a little, before he grinned at the intoxicated first year. Laughing softly to him he licked his lips before leaning in to kiss her's. " Well come on how unless you want to take a nap?" He laughed softly as he pulled away from her grabbing her top from the floor and tossing it over to her.

"Ah-right." She said softly as she started to put her shirt back on.

"I'll get you some water why don't you go sit down?" He said smiling softly at her before he slipped out of the room well fixing his own clothing. He felt high off the blood, but had, had better. He ran his fingers through his hair as he made his way through the hallways towards the ballroom to cut through there to the bond fire. He really didn't plan on getting the girl water, within an hour she'd be fine and most likely forgotten what he had don't. Perks of being a vampire. It was easy to get what you want. Compulsion was one of their abilities, those of the born where stronger with then those of the changed. Usually changed vampires were created after the teenage years so it was rare to see a changed vampire at a high school.

Walking out into the fall air, he took in a deep breath. He could smell the mixture of creatures, personal scents, booze, and weed in the air. The fae were most likely the biggest partiers out of all creatures, but when you got a mixture of teenagers together everyone was a fae for the night. However, as he walked towards the fire, one guy walked towards him. It didn't take him more then to place the scent with the face. Luca was going to ignore the freak, but that didn't stop Ayden from thinking he was on the level of Luca to talk to him. Luca rolled his eyes. "Don't talk to me you freak." He almost snarled as he brushed off his shoulder as if Ayden was dirty. Only to glanced up when Madelyn started to near and he grinned at her. “Leaving the party already?” he said as Madelyn look up slightly startled. It was rather adorable and much desirable

“Ah yeah, head ache.” She smiled a little.

“Lame man, see around hot stuff.” He grinned at Madelyn making her roll her eyes.

“Not going to happen Luca.” She called as she passed him by. Making his chuckle to himself before glancing back at her ass before coming up to the fire.

Seeing Lia by herself he sat down, letting his one arm come around her shoulder pulling her closer. “Evening Lia dear.” He grinned at her his fangs gleaning in the fire light. His hand came up to point her chin up so their faces were rather close. “I hope you’re not wasting such a night glaring at everyone.”

It became almost instantly quieter when Ayden left the group of demons, but Lia didn't mind much as she leaned back against Arik. Ayden, though the two understood each other and were friends, asked far too many questions for her liking. Especially about her brand. It was in the oldest of demon dialect, but her father had insisted that her brand be in that dialect because most creatures couldn't read it. Demonic Angel.It was her brand because that was what she was, and her powers, they were very broad spectrum, butshe was bound to be one of the most unstable breeds in the school because she was half purity and half darkness. Her eyes danced over the fire, but Arik spoke finally. "Why do you let Ayden hang with us, Ophelia?" He asked. Two mistakes were made, one was asking about Ayden, the second was calling her Ophelia.

"I need eye candy, Arik. Lucifier knows you aren't." She commented, and she got a few laughs, but Arik became steamed. She could see his eyes darkening, but before her mind shifted, Luca's hand came under her chin. For the first time, she was actually HAPPY to see him. His words caused her to smirk. "Well, glaring is warranted most of the time, baby doll." Her sarcastic tone dripped, but Arik pulled her shoulders back.

It caused a minor shift, and her pendant glowed slightly, in an attempt to keep her balanced, but Arik hissed and backed away. "What the hell, Lia? Why are you being like this?"

"Don't make me call Rose and Lily. You know how much my hounds LOVE fresh meat." She hissed. "Leave, Arik. Besides, I am not, and never will be yours. Luca stands a better chance than you, and let's face it, we all know I don't do the whole player game." She hissed, and when Arik sauntered off, she calmed, and her.pendant returned to normal, and she stood up, to meet Luca at eye level. She gave a smirk.

"Well, doll, so not to glare, let's go find something to drink, hmm?" She suggested, her eyes traveling over Luca. He was gorgeous, as all vampires were, but a perk to her angel half, immunity to allure and mind powers. She loved that, but more importantly, it gave her an edge. She wouldn't be like other girls who could fall under the spell easily, she was a chase, and a hard one too. She normally remained shut off, and for her to be so social was odd. However, it was one of her angelic personality traits coming through... A need to observe and understand.

Lia saw the other two demons, twins, watch her. "What if he comes back?" The female asked, and Lia shrugged.

"Don't care. I'm not his keeper." She said, and when she went to walk away, she spoke again. "But if Ayd comes back through, tell him to light Arik's ass on fire."

"Got is, Lia." The male said. Lia smirked again before tapping Luca in his arm.

"You know, unless you have better plans, like finding another sleazy girl to add to your list." Lia said, walking off, not bothering to see if he was following as she entered the ballroom. The music was nice, had a good beat, but she headed to the corner, and when she got to the group, they stopped. "Can I get a drink?"

"Finally, Lia lets loose." Silva, one of the seniors, a vampire at that, said. Silva was gorgeous, and one of the fee non demons that Lia had associated with. The girl handed her a cup, and Lia nodded.

"Thanks, Silva. I will remember this." She winked, downing the cup before she headed out onto the dancefloor and let herself get lost in the beat.

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Ayden had found himself dawdling as he headed towards the cafe. It wasn't odd for people like him to be an outcast, especially here. He wasn't like a demon in the sense of looks or powers, and he wasn't as broad as an elementalist. He was weird, but he didn't mind because it made him a few good and real friends. Lia, the twins Chris and Cadence, and a seer named Oliver. Chris and Cadence were demons, both of them normals, but they weren't like Arik and had Ram horns, they each carried more reptilian traits, but had found a potion that gave them regular appearance, aside from snake like eyes. And Oliver was reclusive, and he would likely be his next stop.

He made his way into the cafe, and after getting some very hot tea, he sat at a table, and much to his surprise, he saw the girl again. She was definitely beautiful, but something about her seemed odd. He took his tea, and approached her, and looked at her. "You know, a pretty girl like you is bound to be noticed missing at such a large party." He said to her. He finished up his tea, and placed the cup on one of the trays nearby.

He found himself leaning against a chair before long, and he looked her over again before pushing off the chair and smiling. "Well, enjoy your evening. I hope to see you around." He said with a wink before heading out towards the dorm rooms. He was going to see Oliver, someone he hadn't seen in a while. He liked to converse with him, but Oliver didn't hang around much because of Lia. He said once that she unsettled him.

Finally he got to the door and knocked. "Its Ayden."

"Come in." A voice called out, and Ayden entered the dark room. Of everyone in the school, Oliver was the most human because he was essentially just a clairvoyant who was never wrong. Seers were rare, and the school always kept them safe because their messages were vague, but true.

(Ayden's will get longer, I promise, just lost my other page. =/)

When he didn’t notice her at first she let out a slow breath, her body relaxing just a little before she peeked and watched him leave for the eating room where all the tables were. Waving the water bottle at the old witch, literal witch sitting off to the side to watch for misbehaving kids in her kitchen the old woman smiled at Madelyn making Madelyn smile back just a little. Madelyn knew the demon was out there but didn’t want to seem more out of sorts then she already was. She took in a deep breath and pushed through the doors breaking the seal on her water bottle and tipping it to her lips as she drank.

Letting the bottle down she brought up her free hand to swipe along her lips before starting to twist the cap back on the bottle. She could feel the demon getting up and walking towards her. She glanced up trying to act like she hadn’t known he was coming. Her eyes were guarded though, the worry showing but the fear showing a slight blankness in her face, but that didn’t mean her body wasn’t tense in front of the demon. She forced a small smile. “Drank too much.” She lied easily as she waved the water bottle for him to see. A totally different lie then the one she told Luca but she knew the two would never talk and if they did, it would be a sight to see even for her.

She was a little shocked though that he just got up and left after that. She stood there watching him leave without a word before she glanced down at the water bottle clasped between her two hands as they started to shake a little. “Breath Maddie, breath. They. .. are like him, they’d never. . . let you near that kind.” She whispered to herself before she could feel the darkness within her stirring. Her eyes went wide as she glanced around, she needed to get to her room and now, before he started talking to her. That was never good when they started talking.

Her heart was racing quickly as she started to speed walk through the hallways and then taking the stairs two at a time. “What are you running from my dear?” The voice echoed in her mind her eyes going wide as she whipped her head around almost tripping on the stairs. She gasped her water bottled slipping from her hands as she broke her fall making it roll down the stairs.

“Stop it.” She whispered feeling her eyes starting to tear up. The thumbing of her water bottle only making her heart start to race more. Her eyes flickered down to the water bottle and rather than going down to get it she picked to start up the stairs stumbling a little.

“You can never get away from me my dear.” His voice hushed again making her hands come up to her ears.

“Stop it!” She screamed now crying softly before making it into a full blown run down the hallway.

“Stop and start drawing you stupid whore.” The demon then hissed making her body stop quickly making her stumble a little. Her hand clinched into a first as her other hand came to grip her wrist her whole body shaking. “DO IT” He roared making her sob.

“Help.” She whispered softly. “Make it stop. Make him stop.” She whispered just hoping someone could stop her before she could no long fight back against her master’s control over her and she’d summon him in her own blood even if it killed her to do so.

Luca couldn’t help but chuckle softly, his lips parting to show his fangs as he did so. “You could be my baby doll.” He hushed back at her before Arik pulled her back as if trying to claim her as his making Luca frown deeply. Anyone looking could see his fang tips pointing out just below his upper lip as he frowned, her eyes glaring back at the other male. However, Luca didn’t have to do anything for as usual Lia stood up for herself. That didn’t stop Luca from noting the pendant that started to glow, his eyes shfting from Arik to it before flickering back as he was brought back up. Luca couldn’t help but grin at the other male as he leaned back on the log of wood they were sitting on. He relaxed beside the woman who was not claiming she’d rather spend time with him then Arik. Although that didn’t mean he didn’t hear the comment about not getting with Luca because of his player ways.

Challenge accepted.

It was only when Arik slipped out of the glow of the fire that Lia started to relax again, the pendant doing the same. She stood up and Luca watched her, staying in his relaxed pose leaning back, he couldn’t help the half smirk that came onto his face as Lia turned around and smirked at him. She didn’t just storm off and leave him like she usually would have. He leaned up a little letting his fingers run along under his chin again bring his face closer to her’s now fully smirking as well. “You want a drink? I guess even someone of your standing could want a little fun here and there. I’m sure I could never get you to let me have a little taste of you? It’s a rush you’ll never forget.” He said as his fingers then trailed down to her neck and touched the spot where her plus was just lightly a flash of red coming into his brown eyes before disappearing. He couldn’t help but lick his lips at the thought of drinking her blood and having his way with her. “But perhaps for now alcohol will do for now.” He finished the soft lull of his voice disappearing for now.

Pushing up with ease as the freaky blonde demons spoke with Lia, his eyes glancing over to the fire with a distaste for it, despite liking the feel of the warmth touching his cool body. He only pulled away from watching the flames when Lia tapped his arm making him glance over lazily at her before grinning again and following easily beside her. “So what is your poison?” He asked truly wondering what the demon girl liked to drink. Just before they came to the ballroom the warm air hitting them despite it leaking out through the open doors. There were still a lot of people in there and that was most likely the only reason it was still overly warm in the room as bodies pressed up against on another other drinking themselves to a bad hangover for the next morning.

When they came up to Silva he eyed the other vampire giving her a small wink as she and Lia talked. Luca didn’t have to ask for a cup, a mixture of blood and wine. He had only just gotten his red cup when Lia finished downing her own. He couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “Did Arik bother you that much?” He said with a smirk before downing his own. “I’d enjoy watching you do some shots if you’re ever up for it.” He finished before she started to walk out to the dance floor making Luca shake his head before glancing up at Silva. “Does she ever stop running?” He asked her before throwing his cup on a table carelessly before easily side stepping through the bodies to her’s.

His hands gentle touched along her sides before sliding down to touch her hips, his head leaned forward and whispered. “Mind if I cut in.” He hushed her softly yet loud enough to be heard over the music. He let his breath linger along his neck as his body pressed along her’s making sure that they would be grinding like everyone else in the room. Hopefully no lameass slow song would cut in on his little bit of action with the girl no one could get close to.

Ayden sat with Oliver, and watched for a while as more symbols took shape. These were in angelic dialect, and he only knew because of his classes last year, ones that Oliver and Lia helped him pass. Oliver had just joined the school last year,often was anti social. Its half of what drew Ayden to him. "So, Oliver, what are you writing? I still have trouble with angelic dialect. Not fluent in it, you know, being a demon and all." He chuckled, but Oliver remained silent, scribbling some more before stopping. It was sudden, but he turned to the door, his glazed eyes practically burning the door with how hard he was staring.

"Come on." He said, a bit rushed, taking Ayden's hand and practically running out the door. For a blind guy, he got around well, but Oliver had never been so urgent. Ever. Not last year when he was out of class for vision studies, not when he said something big was going to happen. Not ever, and when seers were urgent, it was something to be said. Ayden released Oliver's hand, and as they ran through the halls, Ayden grew concerned.

"What is wrong?" Ayden asked, but his question went unanswered. Then he saw it. The girl, she seemed tobe having a bit of a break down, and the way she was speaking... it was as if to a summoned. Lia would have been the better demon to have around, even Arik, but only because their parents were both summoned demons. Ayden's were not.

"I have to get find the others, check on them. Help her, I don't know how." Oliver admitted, but before Ayden could say anything, Oliver was off. Quickly, Ayden ran to the girl, and he placed his hands on her shoulders, holding them firmly, but not rough enough to hurt her.

"You need help? Tell me what to do." He said to her. Unlike most demons, Ayden was a gentle soul, but he was passionate and uncontrollable when angry. He was told it was why he was branded with fire, but he was clueless on what to do. He was essentially useless because he knew little to nothing about the summoned and how they came forward, but he knew it was bad news. He brought his hands to her biceps, trying to get her to look at him when it hit him. She was a special too. One of the witchy types, but not a witch. Oliver was a walking encyclopedia on the stuff, and it half explained the mental breakdown.

He managed to get himself to think a bit more clearly, and allowed his instincts to guide him. "Let's find you a place to sit down, and I am sure Oliver will be back with someone who can help you soon." He said, but as he began to guide her down the hall, he noted a seething Arik coming towards them.

"Oh, I will show her." He grumbled before he knocked into Ayden's shoulder, practically causing him to take the girl to the ground. Ayden felt it rise his anger.

"Damnit, Arik, watch it." He growled, his eyes blackening.

Arik turned his attention to him, and chuckled. "Oh, Ayden, a big bad branded think he can tell me what to do. Well news flash, you can't." He hissed, and he noticed Madelyn. "How suiting, a demon freak and a demon's slave."

Ayden lifted his hand and fire came up around Arik and slithered around him, and Arik hissed as it touched him. "Shut the fuck up, Arik. Unlike Lia, I won't give you a chance." He growled, and he saw Oliver, and almost immediately calmed, watching as Arik took off. Oliver walked over, approaching Madelyn. He tried to look at her, and put his hands to her forehead, seeing some dark blur there.

"Who do I need to get to help you? I realized, quickly, that I don't know who to go to. I see it." He said, and Ayden looked to them. "I have an idea... I could get Lia-"

"No. She will make things worse." Oliver hissed. He was oddly calm though, and he gave a gentle smile to her. "We will help you. Or try, I promise."

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Silva looked to Luca and smiled before laughing. "No. She's hard to keep still when she's like this. She's a riot though!" She called up to him, but she watched Lia. She was losing herself in the beat and soon Lia tookoff her jacket and allowed it to levitate towards a table. When Luca had spoke to her, she ppurposely didn't say anything. Arik got under her skin because their fathers knew each other, and Arik was on the fast track to being a summoned himself. Lia knew why he father was too, but she never spoke of it because then it would give away too much of her. Way too much.

Then a form came behind her, and she smirked. Luca. He was going to be what took her mind off of everything for now, but she remained cautious as to what he was doing. He couldn't feed on her, especially if he knew the taste of pure demon blood. Which she was sure he did.

"Cut in? Doll, I have been waiting for you." She chuckled, though it was a cold sort of chuckle. It matched herwell. The music was nice, and it was appeasing her angelic half in a sense, but after a few minutes of dancing rather close to Luca she heard the music change. Lame. Slow. Song. She groaned a bit, but she noticed a rather steamed Arik entering. Why not just piss him off some more? Arik had always hated Luca, not to mention Ayden, anyway, so this was perfect.

"I know it is lame, doll, but let's keep dancing." She said, spinning herself around to face Luca, she felt the breeze on her shoulders, that were now bare, and she looked into his eyes, the black flashing over hers briefly as her pendant dulled slightly. Her eyes often flashed black when she was in a mood for some mischief, a trait of her father's demonic roots as a branded demon gone summoned.

She leaned her head towards his ear and she whispered. "And after this, perhaps a walk is in order, a bit too crowded in here now." She moved back and looked to him before she felt something. It was odd, and a feeling all too familiar. Perhaps it was the liquor. Lia knew her an liquor were a chaotic mix because of her mental instability, and how it caused her to teeter towards the darker recesses of herself. And that was why she was here. To learn to control it because of what she was... she couldn't be bound like a summoned or hindered like a fallen... so she had to learn. The feeling distracted her enough to barely notice Arik there, babbling. She was ignoring him, and she whistled in an odd pitch, and two, rather large and strange dogs appeared, and Arik headed off, but it wasn't what she called them for.

"Rose, Lily, go find." She said, the two dogs disappearing into almost thin air before she turned to Luca, almost completely forgetting he was there before she backed away. "Sorry, doll, I have something to look into. Don't expect this to happen again soon, but I have to qdmit, it's been fun."

She headed off out of the ballroom, grabbing her jacket, and following her hounds.

“No one is going to help you. Do what I tell you! Or do you want me to send my friends over to those two slaves?” A growl ripped through her mind making her fall to her knees her hand almost touching the floor.

“NO!” She screamed as loud as she could.

“If you don’t start to listen to me the moment I get out there again I will start by making you watch me kill those loving parents of yours” A hissed echoed through her mind making her hand finally touch the ground her eyes turning black as the darkness started to overtake her. Her tears turning into blood which stained her cheeks.

“Tenebrae est dominus meus, anima mea, et sanguis-“ She started to whisper quickly as she started to slowly draw on the floor. A cut had appeared on her thumb as she ran it along the floor. However, before she could keep going Ayden grasped her making her take in a deep breath her eyes rolling up as a growl ripped through her mind and moving from her to Ayden.

“Stay out of my way boy!” Screamed her master at Ayden, but Madelyn was starting to get control of her soul and body again. Her whole body shook, she couldn’t speak just yet. He turned her around to look at him making her eyes level at his face blurry at first before she could see him.

“Do-don’t let-let me touch the floor.” She shuttered out still shaking a lot. She had no idea who Ayden was at that moment. She was far too wrapped up in controlling her master whom was still fighting for control of her again. She gasped her head going back as it felt like something was wrapping its fingers around her heart. Her hands were both clenched hard into fists her arms tight at her sides. He spoke, it took Madelyn a moment to really hear his words though and she grunted her head snapping down. “Just do-“

“You stupid bitch” her master’s voice cut in again but it showed how he was starting to lose control of her as her will power was starting to overpower time.

“Don’t let my hands touch the floor not matter what, not even the walls. If I start to speak in another language slap me-“ She let out a scream as the pain shot through her, her head going back again her eyes turning black for a moment before returning to her brown ones. After a moment of panting slightly her body relaxed a little enough for Ayden to help her to her feet and start to walk her down the hallway.

She leaned on him, feeling exhausted, dizzy and disoriented. She may have been able to see and hear but her mind was blocking most of what was going on around her out and focusing on breathing and building up that wall in her mind. She didn’t see Ark and only when Ayden’s body jerked almost making her body fall to the floor with his did she snap back to reality. She could feel her master lingering.

She could feel the demons around her making her realize who was helping her and that there was another demon passing by. Her head snapped to look at Ayden pure fear on her face before she looked over at Arik when he started to talk. Her fear let the demon take her body for just a second. “Well you sure have grown, do say hello-“ her master started to say to Arik before Madelyn took control again.

“GET OUT OF MY HEAD” She screamed a blast of dark energy flying from her body making the pictures on the walls around them go flying down the hallway. With that little blast though, she felt herself almost pass out. Her knees giving out and her body leaning more on to Ayden. Luckily it wasn’t too much farther before he sat her down her body still, relaxed her eyes closing as she slowed her breathing. Hearing Ayden starting to talk again, she let her eyes rolling up from her spot on the floor to his face, she could see another boy there, but he was human it made her feel a little safer for the moment.

However, when he reached out to touch her forehead she shrunk back a little but that didn’t stop him from touching her forehead. She let out a slow breath before her eyes flickered to Ayden. “It’d be best to get the head master. But I think he’s gone for now, but the head master can make sure he won’t come back the moment I pass out.” She said softly before slowly glancing back at Oliver to see what he was doing only to hear two loud growls echo down the halls making her head snap to the side seeing two hell hounds watching them closely. Madelyn’s body shuttered. “Fuck he’s coming back again!” She said feeling her body tense up.

“Demon boy, knock me out now, do it! I won’t be able to stop myself from summoning him or letting him take over my body. If you know anything about demonic witches you’ll know he owns my soul which is why things like this happen.” She said “If I’m out cold all he can do is fuck with me in the dream realm, which is a hell lot better than having him show up here. Trust me on that.” She said getting ready for someone to knock her out cold.

(Latin: Darkness is my master, with my blood and soul-)

“Well at least she’ll keep things interesting. The easy ones are fun in the moment but a chase can be just as much fun if not more, even more so when you finally get them in your grasp.” He said smirking at the other vampire. His ways with girls was much like hunting for blood a rush that no vampire got tried off. Waving Silva off he made his way through the group of people to slide up to Lia who was now more exposed then before. He couldn’t help but lean down and take in a deep breath of her scent with her neck so exposed as it was. “You sure know how to tease a man.” He hushed into her ear, his hips pressed up along her ass the two of them moved to the beat of the music, the rush of touching her, the smell of him driving him a little crazy. It was a good thing she couldn’t really look back at him because his eyes were bright red like a vampire ready to go in for the kill. He could feel how his mouth waters with the idea of tasting her blood, the idea of the sounds which would leave her lips before he’d make her beg for more.

However, that mood was quickly cut short when the music changed. He couldn’t help but let out a soft growl of frustration the brightness of his eyes diming as the mood in the room changed. Only a few people stayed for these kinds of dance, Luca usually dragged into a slow dance by one girl or another that he had been working that night. He would have to bare it if he wanted to get his catch. He would have thought that Lia would want to move off to the side and be that awkward circle of people glaring at the slow dancers but she turned around and leaned up to his ear and whispered to him. A wicked smirk came on his lips. His hands slid down to the lowest part of her back testing the waters of chancing a good grab of her ass, but knew if he pushed things to far, he’d either get thrown across the room or two hell hounds would be munching on him for dinner. Either was very nice, although he’d be able to easily recover from being thrown across the room. “I didn’t take you as one of those girls who liked slow dances.” He said amused before seeing the flash of black in her eyes. That could mean a few different things, but he pulled his hands up her back a little just to make sure. Most demons when angry flashed their black eyes as a warning to fuck off, but he knew from his time with the many different races that they could also mean many other things. But most of the time it mean they were pissed and you needed to back the fuck off.

He could feel himself hold the breath he did not need to take as she leaned forward. His body tensed a little waiting for whatever impact was coming but when she hushed into his ears he grinned. “Babe, I’ve been waiting forever for you to say something like that.” He said a flash of the red in his eyes coming back. However, her mood then shifted again throwing Luca off his game as she stumbled back out of her arms. “Lia?” He said seeing some other type of emotion in her, something he hadn’t seen before in her. His hands came up a little still thinking it was something he had done. “It’s cool if you don’t want to do anything. I may be interested in you but I’m not some sick bastard who will push thing- Lia for the love of the demon lord do not sick your hounds on me” He said his eyes guarded as his eyes flickered from the dogs to her. He knew how to react if they came at him but damn he had no idea what the fuck he had done to upset her. “Look I’m sorry.” He started “For whatever the hell I did.” He finished just before she told the hounds to go “Fuck!” He hissed jumping across the room in one jump and sliding along one of the food tables before turning around to see if the hounds were after him, when he realized they weren’t and everyone was staring at him, he felt like a total fool for over reacting. But she was a demon and she was temperamental.

So he had to play it off “Enough with this slow shit! Let’s get the real music back!” He yelled out getting a rise from the people who were not slow dancing. Luckily for him it worked as the music changed. He jumped off the table and made his way back to Lia. “Sorry I thought you were going to make me their dinner. A man can never be too careful.” He said with a smirk before noticing she was still in that funny mood. “Is everything alright Lia?” He said before she told him that she needed to leave making him frown a little. “Wh-hey wait!” He said calling after her. “Fucking damnit!” He hissed to himself. He had been so damn close. Something no one had ever pulled off with her before. Growling to himself he angrily pushed back over to the drink table were Silva was. “Get me the strongest you have.” He said not looking back for Lia, there was no point. That girl was too strong for his usual mind games. Luca didn’t take losing well and knew he would be having on hell of a hang over the next day. “After these drinks you should come dance with me it’s only been about a year since your father made you dance with me.” He said making a dark smirk come over his face the anger in his body still lingering.

To say he was confused would be an understatement. Ayden had no fucking clue as to what was going on with the girl aside from the fact that her master was trying to take over. To be quite honest, that scared him. Lia had spoken of her own father, and she was never kind. Sort of like she hated him, and the conversations always ended with her saying, you really don't want to meet one. He took her word for it because she knew a lot about them. Still, he found himself sympathetic to the girl, and she seemed all shook up.

Oliver made things better though, and when Madelyn brought up getting the headmaster, Oliver stood a bit taller, and nodded. "I will go see if I can find him in a moment. Any one else? I sense your discomfort around Ayden, and to be quite honest I don't blame you." Oliver said, and Ayden shot him a look, knowing that he couldn't see it. Still, it was an odd thing to say. "But Ayden isn't like the others, especially the small group he goes with... he is different."

Ayden gave him a different look, but Oliver was lingering, staring down the hall as Madelyn looked to him. Then Ayden heard the growling, and it was oddly familiar, and he noted the two hell hounds at the end of the hallway just watching them, and Ayden rose a brow. Madelyn's words finally hit him , and he turned. She was begging him to knock her out, but he wasn't sure if it was from the hounds or if he was really coming back. From the end of the hall, he saw the hounds approach slowly, and he looked to Madelyn. He didn't have mind powers like other demons because of his brand, and he turned. "Where's a good pressure point?"

"Don't worry about it." A familiar voice said, and he looked to see Lia standing there, the hounds standing alert, but they had stopped growling. "Good girls."

"What are you-" Ayden began, but he looked to Lia. "How did you-"

"I heard him as I got closer, and I could feel him. So, I am feeling a bit generous. Don't expect it again anytime soon, but a visit from daddy dearest isn't something I want." Lia admitted, and she took Madelyn's hand, a bit forcefully and cut open her own finger. Lia's blood dripped a moment before she drew a symbol on Madelyn's hand in a dialect even he knew as angelic. "Don't wash it off until the headmaster comes, I'll go get him. Come along, Rose, Lily."

As Lia walked off, Oliver walked back closer, his eyes fixated on her back before looking at the symbol, and even Ayden stared. He knew that most demons wouldn't dare write in angelic dialect, but Lia did so, fearlessly. Ayden was confused, and he saw Oliver look towards him. "Did you know?"

"I knew her father was one, but I didn't know about this much." He said, looking to Madelyn, and Oliver shook his head.

"We need to get Madelyn to her room, and once the headmaster gets there, we'll need to leave her to rest. I would help, but I am blind." He said, and Ayden nodded, helping Madelyn towards the stairs, the first floor of dorms being just up the next two flights.

"What is your dorm number?" He asked her, so he knew which floor to go to.

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Hearing Luca was enough to know that she had been pretty out there when she called Rose and Lily, but she finally knew what the feeling was. Her father. Every time he got a new slave, she could feel him coming, and if close enough contact him. She remembered what happened the last time he was out, and she had promised herself to stop him if she could. Her mother, who she rarely heard from or saw, taught her a symbol that would keep him at bay long enough to get real help. It was how she had banished him away the night she was conceived, and it was the reason he was now a.summoned.

She walked down the halls, following Rose and Lily, and when she bounded a.corner, she could hear him, and apparently he sensed her. "Hello, Ophelia." his voice rang out to her as she looked.to see Ayden and Oliver with a girl who was clearly shaken, and she saw Rose and Lily tense up, but Lia calmed them with a wave of her hand. Lia under went another shift, her pendant glowing slightly brighter as she approached. She understood what it was like to have mental breaks, and she hated her father. "What are you doing? You better not be helping her. She is my slave."

Ophelia ignored him, and she heard Ayden before she spoke, "Don't worry about it." Ayden looked to her as Rose and Lily too their protective stances. "Good girls."

"What are you-" Ayden began, but he looked to Lia. "How did you-"

"I heard him as I got closer, and I could feel him. So, I am feeling a bit generous. Don't expect it again anytime soon, but a visit from daddy dearest isn't something I want." Lia admitted, and she took Madelyn's hand, a bit forcefully and cut open her own finger. Lia's blood dripped a moment before she drew a symbol on Madelyn's hand in a dialect even he knew as angelic. "Don't wash it off until the headmaster comes, I'll go get him. Come along, Rose, Lily."

She walked away, and Rose and Lily flanked her as they headed towards the ballroom, where the Headmaster was chaperoning, and she saw Rose and Lily disappear. She saw him when she was about to re enter the ballroom, and she walked over to him, seeing her wound had healed. "Headmaster, Ayden and Oliver need help. The Demonic Witch my father is haunting just got visited by him, and they need your help." She informed him, and he nodded.

"Where are they?" He asked.

"Rose will take you, if you'd like." Lia offered, Rose appearing in front of them, and she saw the headmaster leave to follow, rather quickly. Lia re entered the ballroom, and she looked around to see Silva and Luca dancing, and she sat down, watching. A figure came in and sat near her, his bright blue eyes catching hers. "It's not smart to sit with me."

"Well, we will see, I saw what you did." He said, and Lia turned her head. He was handsome, that was certain, and she saw him reach out his hand. "Zephaniah, Fallen Angel, and a transfer."

"Ophelia, better known as Lia, Demon." She introduced, and when he didn't back away, she looked at him oddly. "You aren't leaving like others would."

"Because not all demons are bad." He smiled.

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Silva watched the bit between Luca and Lia ensue, only to see Lia leave, and when Luca came over, she looked to him. He was pissed, she could sense it, and she slid him Aaron rather strong mix of whiskey and blood, and when he brought up dancing, she smiled. "Sounds fun, just drink up." She chuckled, sipping on her wine blood mix, and when she finally got to dance with him, she let herself get lost in it.

"I don't know if father would condone this."she laughed, and as they danced she saw Lia come back in and sit, but what she didn't expect was the new male sitting with her, and she was talking to him. She shook it off, and continued to dance, knowing better than to bring it to Luca's attention.

The boy who was there to help her didn’t say much more until she was sitting and another boy she didn’t know came up. She could tell with ease he wasn’t bad, that he was good and that she could let him try and take care of her. Demonic Witches could never be truly alone because of their curse. Although they only stayed in the high school for four years, if you were taken at an older age you learn all this but in a governmental setting. Madelyn knew after her four years she’d be sent to the government setting until they could see she was strong enough to hold him back. Sure she and her master would talk from time to time, but it never went pass that point. Will had gotten to that point with ease. It had made her so jealous and still did. Even Carly was doing better than she was, but at least Carly still struggled like she did.

When Oliver asked if there was anyone else he could get she shook her head. “All the Professors will just get the head master. “ She said before glancing at the floor full of shame when Oliver brought up how clear it was she felt uneasy around Ayden. She bite her lip. “No one else.” She whispered before peeking up at Ayden with her shame filled eyes. “I-I’m so-“ she didn’t get to finished as her master started to fight for control again, the hell hounds closing in, making her demand to be knocked out. “There is one in my neck but you don’t know where it is, so just hit me. Just don’t break any bones. I’m rather weak as it is already so it shouldn’t take much.” She said her voice getting a little angry that they were stalling this much. Did they not know how bad things were at the moment.

It was then that she saw the dogs and she was gone again. Her eyes rolled back up into hear her whole body tense as she started whispering quickly in demonic tongue. It was mindless rambling but all dwelled on the theme of her being the slave of her master. This was how her master was able to link right into Lia’s head as she appeared in the hallway. As Lia got closer, her father’s anger rising Madelyn’s body jerked in the seat as if trying to get away her lips curling back her eyes pitch black as she let out a growl as Lia took her hand. Madelyn’s body jerked hard to get her hand away from Lia but Lia’s grip was too tight thus making a lot popping sound ring through the air. Her wrist had popped out of place but Madelyn was still not fully there when it happened so she didn’t scream out. “LIA-“ Madelyn screamed her voice going deeper as it was seen in many movies before her whole body relaxed.

Her head rolled onto her shoulder, her body slumping in the seat her hands rested off the side of the seat her eyes closed as she panted softly for breath. After a moment of laying like that, her eyes slowly opened to see Lia sitting in front of her. Another demon, the fear struck her but she didn’t have the power to really react. However, as she looked at the girl before her she frowned a little. It was as if she knew this girl. Yet she knew before this moment if she had seen this girl it was always from a distance. Her bad hand started to lift up as if trying to touch Lia but her eyes went wide as a shot of pain went through her wrist. She let out a scream of pain as she quickly pulled her wrist to her chest hiding it from the pain, her eyes wide and fearful shot over to Ayden. “Wh-wh-what happened” She said before glancing down at it again to see blood symbols on her hand, making her freak out all the more.

“GE IT OFF, GET IT OFF!” She screamed cupping her wrist to hold it from moving as she held it out to Ayden as if he could get it off. It seems Ayden and Oliver were talking about something during her little freak out. She looked at them with confusion. Why weren’t they freaking out? “If you don’t get this off now he’l-“ She paused frowning deeply to herself her hand coming to be held to her chest. “He-he’s gone.” She whispered softly before glancing back down at her hand. Madelyn had become very well versed in demonic writing and this was nothing of the sort. It had to be something else. Madelyn glanced down the hallway but Lia was already gone. What had that demon done? Madelyn calmed all the same before slowly glancing up at the boys before her before glancing at the floor.

When they told her they would be taking her to her room so the headmaster could help her she nodded her head, her emotions blank, putting herself almost on auto pilot. It was a bit of a struggle to get to her feet, she was totally exhausted. She could feel it down in her bones as her whole body shook her eyes were heavy as they would slip close before quickly snapping open again. She leaned a little more on Ayden because he was big and strong looking. He was also a demon so that meant he could easily carry her if needed. It was slow going as they made their way down the hallway, quiet as they helped her along. She had totally blocked everything out of her mind until Ayden spoke again making her look up at him slowly a ‘huh?’ leaving her lips before it clicked. “Oh. .. right. We’re. . . in the wing no one is allowed to go in, the same floor as the professors and guarded by the headmaster’s room.” She said softly feeling rather embarrassed about the fact.

It was done that way so if anything happened well they were alone in their rooms they would easily be reached and kept away from the other students. No one really know how dangerous Demonic Witches and Wizards were. After all they were human slaves to demons, only using the power of their masters in a weak way. Oh how wrong were people. Madelyn had stayed quiet after that just focusing on walking and well not blocking out the world again. When they finally got to her level she felt the room swing a little her knees giving out a little making her lean even more on Ayden. Once she was stable again she glanced to Ayden. “Thank you. . . not just for this. . . but everything.” She said softly the pure sadness in her eyes showing before she glanced away. Another reason demonic witches and wizards were so unstable was because of the night of the summoning. Something only of your worst fears ever happened on those nights. Thus destroying the soul a little and in their depression, confusion and pain could their master’s wiggle in.

“Mine’s the second on the left.” She said as they turned into the hallway. She bite her lip a little there was no way she could get in without using her key. “Umm the hallway key is in my left front pocket. It’s the weird looking one, my room key is the pink one.” She said and if she wasn’t so exhausted she should have blushed at that. Normally Madelyn would just have to use some magic to get in, but because she used it all up she didn’t have any to use. The keys were kept for this very reason.

Luca was rather surprised when Silva said sure to dancing. Sure they were family in a sense that they were both nobles, but Silva and him had never been close. They knew each other sure, but almost all noble vampires knew each other. However, Luca was never really close to any of them. Sure he was friends with all of them in the sense that they each played each other in the sick games that power creates, but Luca had yet to fully connect with anyone. Distant just like his family had been to him as he grew up. It was one of the reasons he was going to this kind of school again. The fire in him simmered a little before he took the glass his fingers sliding along her’s before he downed not just one but two of them. He was drunk. It took a lot to get a vampire this drunk but damn did it feel amazing. As he placed his empty glass down he smiled at Silva before bowing a little holding out his hand for her. “Shall me milady?” He asked before taking her hand and pulling her out into the dance floor.

The music had picked up and had stayed that way. He pulled Silva behind him as they easily made through the horny and out of control supernatural teenagers. If this had been any normal school surely the professors and the headmaster would have stepped in. However, most of these students were much older then they appeared, age just a number, the appears of one’s body the only reason they weren’t in some type of collage for supernatural’s, or even left to deal with their issues unless labeled dangerous where they would be taken to prison until the label was removed. Luca twirled Silva around so her back came to press up to his chest, his hands sliding down her sides before touching the front of her hips, his body pressing along her’s

She was gorgeous that was for sure. Yet for some reason, Luca never tried to play the vampires like he did other races. It was something he didn’t realize he did himself. When she spoke he smirked a little. “Well daddy dearest isn’t hear. We can do whatever you want.” He said softly letting his breath linger along her ear before taking a small risk and nipping a little at the lob of her ear in a playful manner. Luca was drunk and looking for a distraction from him being totally blown off in the manor he had been that he never realized Lia coming back into the room much less with someone other guy.

“Perhaps you’d like to chat and explain. . . how this school system works. You could say I’m a little new to the system.” He said with a bit of a smile before waving towards one of the tables close by. He had been just removed from his last school, his first school for reasons of his own. He had been just dropped off and was making his way to the head master’s room before happening upon the little scene with the Demonic Witch in the hallway. He had followed after the demon girl for she was very interesting. There was not just something about her that seemed. . . well different but what she did was something demon’s almost never did. It made him wonder why she would fight the system that had been set in place by her kind. There had to be something more. . . maybe he could even relate to her to his own reasons. . . for becoming a fallen.

He guided her over to one of the tables and pulled out the chair for her before taking one close by to her but left a little distance between them. Her gray eyes glanced around watching the others act very much like human teenagers. It made him feel funny, different and totally out of sorts. Leaning over a little towards the demon. “Mind explain why they feel the need to dance like this?” He said before noticing a red head glancing their way quite a bit. At first he had just ignored her but then glanced over at Lia. “So who’s the red head who keeps watching us? A friend of yours?”

Ayden was confused to say the very least, but watching everything unfold as it did, it was odd to say the very least. No demon, to his knowledge, openly disobeyed the first of their laws, and that was to interfere with summoned demons and their slaves. Lia never liked her father, per say, but he never knew that she would openly break a law like that. Much less using angelic dialect that Oliver was staring at, as if trying to see it. Once, Oliver had explained that he couldn't read plain text, aside from Braille, but other text he could because it carried aura. Darker texts were demonic, something he knew well, and lighter texts were normally from other seers or clairvoyants, but now he was wondering about this angelic text. Mostly, what it said, because he didn't know anything could stop a summoned like that.

He finally removed himself from his mind and looked to Madelyn, who was freaking out, but calmed when she found her master gone, and soon the trio were making their way through the dorm halls. He looked to her when she began thanking him, and he gave a soft smile. "It isn't a big deal, really. I didn't do much, I just wanted to help." He said, and he noted how Oliver continued to stare at the markings.

They were finally at the hallway, and Ayden could feel Madelyn getting weaker. Had she been any other girl, in any other circumstance, he would have asked her to hand him the keys, but this time, he reached into her pocket and grabbed them with ease. After opening the door, he finally scooped Madelyn into his arms, and carried her, the pink key at the ready, and he opened her door with ease. He set her on her bed, and placed her keys on the nearby stand.

Not two seconds later, Ayden saw Oliver take the hand with the markings on it, and he traced the air above it. "I didn't know demons could use the angelic language."

Ayden sighed, "Demonic language is derived from angelic, but the demonic language is easier for us to use, and it is less likely to cause repercussions. Lucifer hates the angelic language."

"Then how does he feel about their warding abilities. I saw this before, in a dream. It's a sort of ward to banish evil entities. It's an old marking too." Oliver explained. Ayden looked to him.

"Good to know it works though." He said, leaning against a nearby wall. That was when he saw a hound enter the open door, and the headmaster follow.

"Thank you, Rose, go rest." He said, and with a wave of his hand, the hound left, and he headed over to Madelyn, taking up her hand to see the mark. An unreadable look was on his face, but he carefully wiped the dried blood off of Madelyn's hand, and popped her wrist back in place with ease. "Thank you, Oliver, Ayden, go ahead and head back to the festivities, I can handle this."

"Will she be okay?" Ayden asked, and the headmaster gave a nod. With that Ayden and Oliver headed off in relative silence until they got to Oliver's dorm. "See you."

"Be careful." Oliver said, and Ayden headed to the ballroom and saw Lia sitting with a new guy, and... holy shit, was she SMILING? Ophelia Rizolia, the coldest of them all, was smiling, and it was beautiful. Ayden, however, knew to keep his distance, as neither Rose nor Lily were around, and that meant good things.



Lia was rather intrigued. Zephaniah, a fallen angel, wasn't turning away from her, rather, he wanted to sit and talk to her. Not even the demons had made her feel so... well... she never felt like it was okay to be different. Granted, she didn't want to show that, so she nodded. "Alright, I can give you a run down." She said, and when he pulled out the seat for her, she couldn't help the smile that graced her face. Handsome, and gentlemanly, how rare. His first question made her chuckle.

"Most of us here are learning to successfully integrate into human society, Zephaniah, these things really set a good tone for modern times." She answered before she saw him motion to Silva who was looking over at them as she danced with Luca. She waved her hand to Silva who just went back to dancing with Luca, and she seemed to be enjoying herself. "And, if you'd believe it, she is one of two I consider real friends. The crowd I run with more or less, hang around because most of the people here wouldn't dare mess with me. I tend to be a bit ruthless." She admitted before she moved her hand gently, and two cups of punch came over and one levitated towards Zephaniah.

She took her own and took a long sip, setting it down. "This place, as hard as the headmaster tries, is safe, but it has been getting exceedingly harder to keep the darker parts at bay. I remember last year, one of the Demonic Witches killed themselves to keep their master from fully taking over." She looked down. She sighed, but she looked to Zephaniah, and the smile she couldn't help came. "However, the teachers here are amazing, and if you would believe it, the education is worth it. I just hope I can get back to society, had to come back here because of a rather odd condition of power shifting. I guess all demons go through it though because as I get older it gets worse."

She heard the song change in beat, but still fast paced before she asked. "Tell me about yourself because, I have to know why I can stay so closed off to others, but you... you take away any insecurities I do my best to hide I have." She said, her eyes looking over his face.



Luca. Was. Drunk. Oh goodness could Silva smell it, but on him it wasn't just alcohol. She could smell the blood he had been drinking, which caused her to look to Lia a bit more. No markings, but demons were known for accelerated healing, just as vampires were. The dismissal that Silva received didn't much affect her, but she had to know what kind of blood was on Luca right now. Because it smelled divine. And dancing so close, she was already wound up, but then again, compared to others, Silva generally stayed away from benders full of lust. Because it bit her once, part of why her father sent her to the school again. Damn werewolves.

He nipped at her ear and her eyes brightened to red as she moved with him through the changing beats, and she leaned her head back against his shoulder, and turned her head and gently kissed his neck and then nipped it. Her eyes lowered a bit, but she felt someone knock into her, so she, reflexively turned around and faced Luca fully.

She felt everything slow a moment, and she gave a naughty sort of smile. "What do you wanna do now?" She said, finally placing the blood as their mix of fae and elf. For some reason together they tasted and smelled amazing, and she wanted to know what it tasted like mixed into Luca suddenly. Her wild side was coming, she could feel it.

Madelyn could feel Ayden shift her weight before getting the keys from her pocket. If she wasn’t so physically and emotionally drained from dealing with her master she would have blushed, then again he wouldn’t have had to go in her pocket in the first place. . . or even talk to her. Madelyn would have kept her distance and all would have been good. As Ayden started to unlock the door she laughed softly. “Off bounds hallway isn’t as bad ass as the rumors eh?” She said softly feeling the need to suddenly fill the silence between the three after realizing what they both just saw. A nightmare in her own mind. She never wanted anyone to see her like that. It wasn’t just embracing, it was shameful that. . . she wasn’t in control of herself that she was owned by something other than herself. Sure each creature had something that could easily over take them and take control, but it was natural to them. . . with her it was just wrong, on all the different levels.

Feeling Ayden shift just as they got in the door Madelyn frowned a little confused before feeling him pick her up. This time Madelyn couldn’t help but blush just a little as she clung to him. She shifted her face to try and not let him see her face, which was rather awkward and hard to do. “I guess. . . it was clear how . . . exhausting dealing. . . with. . it can be. I’m sorry. . . you had to see that and well umm carry me.” She said blushing all the more the shame starting to sink in. The emotional levels inside her brain slowly turning on one after the other. The next step would be uncontrollable crying. Hopefully they would be gone after that. She knew the head master would make sure she couldn’t go into the dream realm where a creature could get her, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t dream. Tonight she would remember the night her life changed and ended up here. Something that always came back to her but only in the most clarity after an event like today.

They made it into her room. It was rather clean with only a few things out of place. The room was rather big compared to normal dorm rooms. She had a double bed, a side desk, a book shelf filled with books, a desk across from the bed, an old black book sitting closed with papers all around it covered in demonic writing. There was a walk in closet next to that and then another door to a personal bathroom. Hell she even had her own tv which sat on the wall above the book shelf. She was feeling a little embarrassed about being put above the other students, she almost hoped they wouldn’t notice. However, before she could say anything, her hand was grabbed making her take in a sharp breath of shock her head wiping around all colour drained from her tan like complexion. It was only the other boy but it freaked her out a little. Her eyes glancing down at her hand before glancing at him. She was really only seeing him for the first time. The first thing she noticed was his eyes. He was blind. . . he was the only seer at the school. The one Carly had some classes with.

She didn’t pull her hand back like she wanted to, but let them discuss her hand making her shift a little uncomfortably. She felt like a side-show-freak, something to be studied. Glancing down to the floor her fingers curled up a little before it relaxed again. She hadn’t sensed or heard the hound come to her room. Glancing up only as Ayden spoke to the hound she took the chance to pull back her hand and pulled it close to her chest as the head master came into the room. Only seeing him made the shame hit her full on. Madelyn was the one who struggled the most with controlling her master despite having him since she was 13. Will had gotten his master only two years ago, and Carly only last year. Madelyn had her master the longest yet struggled so much. So she looked at the floor feeling her eyes starting to water. She was a failure. She didn’t say anything as the boys left, she didn’t look up as the door closed behind them. The head master came to sit beside Madelyn resting a hand on her back before the tears poured down her cheeks. “Tell me what happened Madelyn.” The head master said softly.

Sitting down beside Lia Zephaniah, leaned forward and rested his forearms on the table, his face turned toward Lia to look at her well she spoke. He couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at him. “A good ton to modern times.” He mused before shaking his head a little a soft laugh leaving his lips. “I think dancing like a sexualized animal is not the right way to woo a woman or man in the right. Perhaps this is the very reason well not very reason, but part of the reason humans need angels to help them. “ He said almost as if trying to understand this from an angel’s point of view. Sure he had viewed humans as his place as a guardian angel, but he had never really looked at moments like this, maybe he should have tried to understand that part of human society better before and it would easy his. . . transition away from heaven.

He took a moment to glance back out at the mass of student bodies. Each a very different age from what they appeared, yet non acted their true age. Titling his head a little he noticed one vampire red head watching them closely, another vampire getting very. . . close to what appear like ‘ripping off her cloths’ a human expression he had picked up well in heaven. Bring up the woman to Lia he glanced back over to her as she spoke again. When he looked at her, he watched her eyes, only small moment to glance at her lips as they moved to from the words. He couldn’t help but once again raise his eyebrow at her. His hands lacing together. “I’m happy about your openness and honesty” He pointed out with a slight smile before letting his hands unlace and he leaned back. “Is it that shocking as your close friend seems to make it appear that you’re talking with me? A bit ruthless or not, all things must grow connections and desire to feel like they belong, so speaking with someone new, is only a matter of testing out each others compatibility.” He said with his smile growing a bit more. “Is it that we are having a civil conversation which is the shocking matter or the fact that we should be yelling at each other? That is ruthless correct?” He said looking at her well he spoke, before glancing back to the two vampires who seemed to have disappeared in the coward. “Either way, I believe that male has taken her away from the room.” He shrugged a little, “but enough about those matters, let me know more about the school and it’s system.” He said glancing back at her.

However, when she brought up the darkness in the school he couldn’t help but let his eyes flicker to the floor. “A shame such a matter had happened. I do hope you dealt with the death well. Death can bring a different darkness of the heart and mind. Seeing her glance up at him from the corner of his eyes he glanced up as well seeing her smile a little. He returned a small one of his own as he leaned back in his chair a little. “Is there something you wish to do well in the human world? Or shall you return home once you come to fully control your power shift?” He said without bring up the idea that he had a slight idea as to why. It wasn’t hard for him to feel the shifts even as they sat there of innocent light wanting to take over her heart and soul. An odd thing in a demon. It was no different than the darkness that wavered now in his own body risking the chance to become something worst then a Fallen. When she shifted the conversation away from herself he laughed softly smiling at her.

“I am still an angel after all. Fallen or not. The trust that beings feel for us is usually rather natural, most strongly in humans. Honestly, it’s rather surprising you did not shun me. Then again it could be possible that little shift in your powers may be the factor.” He said “But do no worry I am someone you can easily trust.” He finished before glancing up at the dancing bodies again, the song changing but this time to a slower one. Glancing over at Lia he shifted his hand coming out to in front of her. “I can show you how a man should woo a woman. I dance very well for an angel dealing with the change into human culture.” He said with a smile.

The feel of her body pressed up along him, the smell of blood she had been drinking lingering in the air mixing with her own scent. Luca was slowly slipping deeper and deeper into his vampire reasons for being here, despite his claim that he was simply bored being at home with his family. Noble life could be so dull, proper and this, this was how to live life. What he didn’t see come was her turning around to face him a kiss along his neck where the blood ran through his dead body. A flash of red came into his eyes as the lust rose almost making him grunt but he had been able to control it. They didn’t stop dancing, but now it was really only Luca and Silva there, his one hand sliding around to give a nice tight grab of her ass before his other hand ran up along her neck before titling her chin up so she was looking at him, the desire in his eyes were clear.

She gave him a dark playful smile only helping his lust along. He leaned forward letting his breath tickle along her ear. “Let’s just say I’m going to take you away from here and you’ll know just what we’ll be doing next.” He said before removing his hand from her ass and pulling her through the people they walked from the ballroom and outside the fresh air making his blood lust and other lust all the stronger.

It suddenly felt odd. After everything he had just witnessed, everything he had just watched another student go through, and the source of intervention. It was all strange, and it made him wonder if Oliver had seen any of this coming. Ayden knew that Oliver's visions were very abstract and unclear, but there had to have been some way to know what he was seeing. Something big was going to happen, and Ayden knew it. The demonic witch community was growing, and after the incident last year, Ayden could only hope that it didn't happen again. Especially to Madelyn who he now knew was bound to Lia's father.

To be honest, the summoned scared him shitless. He had met one who had been freed once, and they weren't exactly like he was... they were set on world domination. Lucifer had stepped in though, one of the few times Ayden had ever known him to, but his thoughts were silenced when Cadence came over with a smile. "Come on, pretty boy," she said as the slow song came on more clearly. "Dance with me."

"Okay." He said, and as they made their way out to the dancefloor, Ayden half expected to see Chris danci mg with Lia, like he normally did, but this time he was dancing with a succubus... And Lia was dancing with this mystery man, her eyes bright and her necklace giving off a warm glow. It was odd, but Cadence distracted him.

"So, flamey pants, where have you been? You missed the funniest thing." Her voice came and he just shrugged.

"I went to visit with Oliver." He answered her and she nodded, her face moving by his ear and she chuckled.

"Well, Arik told us otherwise." She breathed, and he looked to her. "Of course, we know whose side to take because Rose and Lily would make us dinner if we didn't know where to stand. You're lucky Lia has a soft spot for other branded demons."

He shrugged and smirked. "How about we just dance, hm?"

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Lia had to admit that it was nice to have a civil conversation, and his innocence and curiosity kept her smiling. As much as she wanted to hide it, she couldn't, and it explained a lot more to her. However, when he asked about home, she looked away momentarily. "Home, home is a foreign concept to me. I plan to return to human society and do what I can there so Lucifer won't try to come out of hell again." She said. Lucifer was their king, and she had met him once. It was why she had two hounds because Lily came from a litter his hounds had. Hence why of the two Lily was more loyal to her, and why Rose would leave her side as wherre Lily almost never did.

When his hand outstretched to her as the song changed, her eyes looked up to him and her pendant took on a slightly brighter glow. Leave it to an angelic type to appease her own angelic half, but she knew he would. Sweet angels, even fallen from grace, were sometimes dangerous for her psyche. Just like her father. All he had to do was show himself and her mother's angelic genes kicked I to overdrive. It was a down fall of it, but angelic beings also made her want to show that side. And when an entire school believed you were full demon, that wasn't good.

Still, she took him hand. "Alright, let's see how good you are, Zephaniah." She said, and when they began dancing she found herself pleasantly surprised by it. It made her smile return and as she danced with him, she commented. "You're very light on your feet. Leave it to a gentlemanly sort to be like that." She said, and her eyes finally showed their real color, a beautiful shade of teal green that was only so dark because of her insistemce to hide how different she was.

"So, what was it like?" She asked him. "Your home."

Letting his fingers drum along his tight as she spoke about not really having a home, it was really only helping him feel out what he had already guessed, but what really got him was the comment about stopping Lucifer from roaming the world again. Once an angel who had fallen from heaven and became the very first demon because he would not bow down to a human and thus defied God. So he raised an eyebrow at her. “Do what you can so Lucifer won't try to come out of hell again?” He pressed softly. “Now why would you want to do something such as that. You are still kin to him in some form or another, and he still rules over you.” He pointed out. “Oh do not take that the wrong way. I enjoy a good debate. It was really all we had to do in Paradise or Heaven as many humans came to label it.” He said to cover himself. He did not lie, but he was not being totally truthful. Zephaniah did not enjoy lying it honestly pained him mentally and physically to do, so but he had learned that this half truths known to the fae, would only leave him feeling guilty, but some of his pride and honor intact.

However, it was then that the music started to change and gave him the idea to show her how to really dance. None of this. . . non sense these young yet old creatures were doing. Their eyes met and locked for a moment and something seemed to happen. That darkness that came with all dark beings became even lighter still. It made him almost want to reach out and let his fingers run along her cheek. To really feel someone again. However, that locked moment in which everything had just disappeared, disappeared on him as her hand slipped into her’s. He smiled at her before giving a small bow and guiding her out into the dance floor. When he found a spot with enough space, he pulled Lila up to him, letting their eyes connect again, as his one hand let their fingers entwine well the other came to rest on her side. “Just follow my lead. I’ll go slow until you get the steps.” He said softly before slowly taking the steps of one of the many classical dances that impacted the way humans had danced at balls in the earlier ages of man.

When Lila spoke again, Zephaniah couldn’t help but laugh slightly. “I am honestly rather surprised as well. The air here is much different from in heaven and well gravity is much different as well. Have you ever noticed that between your world and that of the human world? That gravity seems to shift much like different sections of the universe? “ He asked truly wondering if Hell was just as light as heaven, or if it was even heavier leaving demons feeling lighter here. It was then that he noticed her eyes had been slowly shifting this whole time to reveal a whole new colour. He almost parted his lips to comment but Lila spoke before he could and he was grateful of that. Angels could be a little too honest sometimes.

He couldn’t help but hum to himself softly as he thought about the question, his eyes drifting off to the side as he thought. “I’m not really sure how to speak of it. It truly is a world in which can leave you speechless.” He started off before glancing back at her well thinking again. “There is a reason why humans of the medieval times had deemed it Paradise.” He finished with a smile before returning the question to her. “And what about this home of yours which is not really your home?”

His question had left Lia realizing that she was speaking so much more to him, letting him see more into her world than she ever let anyone. Whether or not it was his angelic presence or something else, she knew that this was potentially problematic, but... he was answering all of the questions she wanted to know about what her life could have been like if she had flopped. She stopped her thinking before getting back to him. "No need to apologize. I know it sounds odd, but Lucifer, he doesn't survive well in this plain. His hosts often can't handle him, and he vowed after his last trip topside to only return again when the summoned began coming out in large numbers."

Most demons didn't have the privilege of speaking to Lucifer, however, it was something Lia had been allowed for a long time. Just as Lilith had before she became a summoned. She had simply assumed Zephaniah's curiosity ended there, but she could see something in his eyes. It was beautiful, but tortured, and she never looked so deeply into another's eyes. It was as he spoke of his home, but she could see other things. She was only brought back when he asked her about hell. Of course she had been there, she had been branded there when she was younger, but remwmberong it was difficult for her.

"It is actually lighter here than down there. But hell... it's unimaginably plain for demons. It's full of dead things, and depending on where you are it's either in flames, in ruin, or you're on the dead river. But the screams of the human souls... it's horrible." She recalled, her eyes beginning to darken again. She hated hell for that reason, it tortured her angel half and made it hard to control. It was trying to shield her memories at the moment, but she visibly winced at the memory.

"I recall walking past the river, this has been long ago, and this girl was just screaming, trying to fight off her torturers." She paused. It was the first time she had broken one of the laws of hell. It was why she hadn't returned in a while. "Needless to say, I couldn't take it and I fought them off for her. Found out she had been a demonic witch, and the demons had been followers of her master."

She stopped talking, and she heard the music change again, but she couldn't bring herself.to move. "Be glad your home is paradise. To be honest, I am glad I haven't been back in a while." She sighed, and finally brought herself to move from him. "Walk with me. And I believe a change of topic is in order."

As she took his hand in hers, she felt a rather hard bump against her shoulder and when she looked up she saw Arik. "My father will hear about what you did." He growled. Lia moved her hand from Zephaniah and crossed her arms. "Siding with one.of them. You know better."

How did he know what she had done? Unless her father had reached him too. "Well, your father scares me about as much as a wet kitten, and besides he can't do anything, remember? His darling little slave offed herself last year."

Now Arik looked surprised. Lia turned to Zephaniah. "Come on, let's go for that walk."

"And now you're hanging with the angel crowd? Odd for a demon and an angel to get along as well as the two of you appear to be." He scoffed.

"Well, unlike you, Zephaniah here is actually quite a conversationalist." She said before walking off, and when Arik began to follow Lily showed herself. It kept him at bay and Lia looked back to Z again. "Sorry about that, Arik tends to be... well, an ass." She apologized. "He hangs around because our fathers know each other, and it gets kind of annoying after a while."