Azalea

Vampire Mafia

Adrien
"Oh yes, I'm a burst of sunshine, probably the only sunshine anybody in this place will get to see." His retort dripped with sarcasm. Adrien crossed his arms, continuing to give Valente an uncertain look, but his features eased at Valente's declaration of not letting him die. The emotions he felt when Valente saved his life flared up again at the reminder that maybe he could trust him after all. "Oh...sorry. I've never really had anyone to rely on so...um I don't know much about how real friends act, only what I saw on tv." He felt foolish saying that, knowing Valente probably wouldn't care. He couldn't think of an appropriate response, but at the mention of magic, his ears perked up and Adrien listened carefully. "...Light magic? That's incredible! I thought that was only in the tv shows I watched. So ordinary humans can use magic? Would I be able to learn?"

His questions left unanswered as a woman approached, who Valente introduced as Marcellina, Adrien felt the color drain from his face as she asked if Adrien was dinner. He frowned, unsure of what to say, but to his relief Marcellina laughed and assured she was only joking. When she started talking to Valente like they were best pals, and Valente started to become distressed and curse his genetics or something, Adrien saw the confusion on Marcellina's face."Um, the spirit goes after beautiful guys, apparently..."he clarified, feeling a bit more at ease now that he could see she wasn't gong to kill him.

The fear returned when yet again another vampire approached, greeting him by name. "H-hello." He replied nervously, listening to the vampire give gifts to the others. Valente's sudden crying didn't help to ease his anxiety at all and Adrien couldn't help but wonder if this was another intimidating vampire like the boss, since Valente started sobbing because of the don too. He felt ashamed for hoping that Valente would help him again despite his savior's obvious distress. But instead of threats or taunts, the vampire handed him a book and his eyes lit up as accepted the object. "F-for me?" He muttered, both surprised and genuinely filled with gratitude. "Thank you." He saw the vampire in a new light and did not bother to hide his smile while he stared at the book, too happy to notice that the vampire should have had no way of knowing about his and Valente's conversation earlier.

Adrien did not have any idea what the book was even about and he was a high school drop out who normally gave no fucks about books; but, this was his first ever gift. Even if it turned out to have incredibly dumb content, he was still going to cherish it and attempt to read it. He took a closer look at the cover, noticing that the book actually seemed quite worn. Adrien did not see any words so he opened to the first page, murmuring aloud in confusion, "Property of M.Z.?" Perplexed, the human turned to a different page and read the first line he saw.

"He had been having these weird thoughts lately, like 'is any of this is for real or not?'. And when he fell asleep those thoughts trasnformed into dreams that took him into what felt like a new world away from his poor village, to a beautiful magical city on the ocean he later learned was named Atlantis. And he later realized he was chosen, a Prophet of Oz, and the future hope for his people. But his story begins much earlier; earlier, to when a young wizard named Faize Ceres met Valhalla Mancini."

Valente increased sobbing behind him brought him back to reality and he carefully shut the book, noticing it was now just the three of them. Adrien stared at his new friend for a moment, uncertain about how to help him feel better. "Um, Valente, please stop crying..." He began to say, awkwardly placing one of his hands on Valente's shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. He forgot that Valente was human, like him, and he was probably just as afraid of vampires as he was and now Valente had to take care of him on top of that. Plus, there was the terrfying spirit causing chaos, so no wonder Valente was breaking down!

Marcellina
"Oh, so the spirit likes beautiful men then? Oh this is trouble, Valente, you're the prettiest face here! But don't worry, I'll find you a mask to wear so maybe that will keep her away." She felt proud of her idea, obviously, if this spirit was going to torment her best friend because of his pretty face, then she had to make sure the spirit couldn't recognize him!

Suddenly, Amepellio appeared out of nowhere, like always. Like most other vampires she felt nervous around his presence, but Marcellina always tried to act friendly despite what she assumed was Ampellio's vendetta of tormenting her best friend. It would be worse for Valente if the both of them got on the other vampire's bad side. "O-oh thank you for this, Ampellio." She gave him an unconfortable smile, even though she felt bad for Valente, "Rituals are more of Izel's thing, but blood is definitely my favorite gift."

She nodded at the text from Protettore and turned to the other two boys. The human was reading a passage from the book he got out loud, and when she recognized the word "Mancini", she did not even feel surprised that Ampellio had given the human a gift that would torment her poor Valente even further. Thankfully, he stopped reading further, and although she was curious as to where Ampellio had even found a book from her bro's home world Marcellina knew they had to focus on the boss's task first.

"Yeah, it will be alright Valente, after we take care of the others I'll personally make you a disguise from the spirit, and then the three of us can pretend this never happened. We can just hang out in my room and I'll even provide snacks if you're hungry."

Izel
"Of course I trust the capabilities of my lord's elder brother and the wizard follower, if you trust them! But even so, I must guarantee your protection for spirits are not to be underestimated. They are the worse sort of damned creatures in this world. And my lord, yes your participation is helpful, we shall start immediately!" He frantically rushed into the room, the salt firmly clutched into his hand. Izel quickly observed the room, his head turning right to left to right to left and up and down and up and down before looking back to Anastasio.

"I have decided the best area to conduct the ritual."he explained, fiery determination in his eyes, "That exact spot right over there." He pointed to what appeared to be the center pinpoint of the room; an area on the carpet a few feet in front of Anastasio's desk. Izel stuck his hand in his pocket and retrieved some sort of golden amulet from his village before he suddenly grabbed one of Anastasio's hands and, pleading "I apologize for daring to come into contact with the skin of your vessel, my lord, but I must gift this amulet to you before the ritual. It will be what protects you from the spirit," left said amulet in his palm.

Izel then led him to the spot he chose earlier, and placed the salt in Anastasio's other hand.

"Lord Anastasio, I will explain how the ritual works. We will make a circle out of salt and then you will stand in the center with the amulet and then I will...was it the word in your language? Ah yes, recite the chant and present my offering of my blood. Just a few cuts on my arms should do..."he explained, and a proud smile crept onto his face. "To make the ritual more effective I would gladly amputate one of my arms, or present a few humans for the offering, but I am still forbidden to do so...unless you change your mind and I may?"

Olivier
"Of course, young master. I am assuming they shall arrive soon," he began to say with a forced smile at the thought of Ryo's grandparents arriving, employed by Protettore long enough to know that Jecht and Trixxtal liked to announce their visits last minute if they even bothered to let anyone know ahead of time, "So I will begin momentarily. The fortress will be spotless." The microwave beeped and Olivier carefully handed Ryuunosuke his food. "Careful with this...hot....hot pocket. Well, unless you have any other requests of me, I am going to start cleaning the fortress now."

I bet these vamps made a mess in the damn fortress, just before the vampgramps gonna show, I just know it. This place always gets fucked up just before they arrive. I bet the creepy ghost chick screwed up the place too. he thought, mostly from experience of having to clean up the fights between Ryuunosuke and Ryoichi, then cleaning up Jecht and Valente's fights afterwards. He was also dreading to see what happened with the spirit and how much he would have to fix.

Another Time, Another Story

Roleplay Title:
Hold My Flower
Setting:
30/10/1129
Characters Involved:
Valyn Mancini

Valor's death brought her to the brink of despair.

She denied the news when she first heard, shouting "No! You're lying! My baby is brave and strong, he can't be dead!" but Valor never came home, and all she was brought was a bloody sword. She wanted nothing to do with a sword that failed to protect her Valor and never looked at it, leaving Valiant to deal with the worthless scrap metal. She didn't want a sword, she wanted Valor! Her baby boy. And after being forced to face reality, when it clicked that he really would never return, she lashed out with anger towards the easiest person to blame: Stannis. He was the one who recruited Valor and it was his fault he was dead; she had yelled those words to him over and over again, and she hated the knight, and it has been years since she has even looked the Grand Cross in the eyes. She began praying to Oz in church, and while the priest had been of some help, a kind young man with soothing words as pure as his white hair, he reminded her too much of Valor. Both her and Valiant mourned; they were both devastated, but they still had other children to take care of, especially with her darling Valerio being only seven years old, so she forced herself to leave her bed in the mornings.There was a holo feeling inside her chest and no matter how much love filled inside it, the feeling never left, and to this day she still feels remnants of the emptiness.

The healing process had been slow, but for Valyn it truly began when she was given a surprise blessing from Oz. "Valiant, I'm pregnant." she had told her husband and while unexpected, for they had not planned on having anymore children after Valerio, Valyn felt excited. She missed having a baby, and while he - she was not going to kid herself and actually expect another daughter - would never be a replacement for Valor, her new son was the reprieve from the despair she had felt for so long.

She redecorated the old nursery, painting the walls with fluffy looking clouds and a smiling sun that magically transitioned to a beautiful night sky with shining stars and moons whenever the sun set outside. She bought new toys and located old toys, surrounding the room with anything her baby could want in the future. Vallix, who wanted to open up his own fashion store, had made and given her cute babyclothes that she placed in the dresser that had been used by her previous children. Devoting time to her new baby was fun, and she felt happy, and Valyn already loved him.

And after several long months, and a few tiring hours in labor, Valiant gently handed her the newest Mancini. Valyn smiled and cradled the newborn in her arms, and her bright blue eyes stared at her baby with as much joy and love as she felt first holding Valentine all those years ago. She gave him a sweet kiss on the forehead. “Happy birthday, Valcyon,” she greeted quietly, as to not wake the sleeping baby, “Mama loves you. Always and always.”

Vampire Mafia

Adrien
He felt uneasy about Valente's words, certain that Belle only got a happy ending because the Beast fell in love with her. Adrien felt 100% sure the terrifying vampire who tried to murder him a few minutes ago definitely did not care about him, so he guessed that his survival was not something he should put his hopes in. He assumed that his promotion to honorary member did nothing about his status as a prisoner. "So if you find the basketball...I die?"he asked warily, beginning to doubt his savior. He then realized that he should attempt to stay on Valente's good side regardless, and quickly changed the subject. "Well anyways, you said you are not a vampire? What are you, Valente?"he added with an attempted polite tone, following the blond out of the cellar.

Ryuunosuke
Sipping on some soda in his room, Ryuu casually laid on his bed as he held his phone out in front of him. Hello, dad. I got a call from grandpa and he said him and grandma are coming to visit us and asked me to tell you. he wrote, double checking his message twice for spelling errors before pressing send. While he would have liked to tell his father in person, Ryuu had no idea where he was at the moment, and searching the whole fortress was unproductive. Still, a sense of worry filled him at the thought of his father never getting his text. What if he got scolded for not relaying the message? The young vampire sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, figuring he could blame his brother somehow, then grabbed his video game to help distract his mind of that fact that Ryo exists.

Marcellina
"Valente, there you are!"she shouted happily, waving her hand before sprinting over to her friend. He appeared distressed and for some strange reason, a human was trailing behind him. Marcellina did not see any sort of restraints on the human and she wondered who he was, especially when she noticed his outfit because it sucked. "Oh, a human! Are you bringing someone their dinner? Is he for me, Valente?"she teased, and then giggled when she saw the boy's face pale.

"Relax! I'm just kidding, I already fed. And where did you buy that outfit you silly human, it looks so plain!"she added, purposely attempting to mess with the human, and to her amusement she saw the boy frown. He apparently did not dare to say anything back at her, not that he could since she always looked fashionable even if she was dressed in rags, so Marcellina quickly lost interest in him.

"Anyways, Valente, I heard rumors of a spirit and I saw some of our men unconscious. Do you know anything about it?"she asked, her voice a little more serious.

Izel
"I request salt!"he yelled as he barged into the kitchen, a determined look on his face. "It is of the urgence of importance, my fellow clansmen! A spirit is loose and I must perform a ritual to protect Lord Anastasio from her clutches. I have gathered the other necessary items for this ritual and-"

"Ay, calm down vampbro, I got the gist of it."a young pink haired man interrupted, a container of salt in hand. "Gotta creepy chick wanderin around here and makin this place twice as crazy. Just don't use all of this for your weird cult ceremonies. And, uh, don't try to use humans for blood sacfrice again, bro, thats not cool cuz I gotta clean that up and you vamps get all crazy with the smell of too much blood and the boss might get mad that you wasted food."he continued to say, hesitantly handing Izel the salt.

"To you I am grateful, my friend!"he thanked, turning around and running out of the kitchen doors. He dodged the nephew of Lord Anastasio as he exited and immediately began to run towards the office.

"My lord!"he shouted frantically, searching for Anastasio. "My lord!"

Olivier
After handing Izel the salt, he watched the vampire run out of the kitchen. He sighed as he finished cleaning the counter, wondering how he managed to befriend Izel in the first place, and was about to start to mop the floor when he heard someone else enter. Olivier realized it was one of the boss' sons and immediately set down his cleaning materials to approach the young vampire. Oh man time to get into butler mode again. he thought, then noticed the hot pocket in Ryo's hands.

"Hello sir, would you like me to warm that up for you? Or get you anything at all?"he asked politely, making sure not to speak informally in the presence of his boss' son.

Vampire Mafia

ADRIEN
The fear in his eyes, he felt as if he was staring into the grim reaper's gaze when the vampire sentenced him to death. "No! I don't want to di-"

His plead was cut off when the vampire clutched his neck and Adrien couldn't speak, he couldn't do anything. He felt paralyzed and he felt his heart beat faster when he felt something sharp touch his neck.

"WAIT!!!"

And just like that, Adrien was spared.

His entire body was shivering and he could barely register what was happening. He stared at his savior- with his blond hair, he looked like an angel, his wonderful angel- and tried to listen to every word he spoke. Adrien could barely keep up with what his savior was crying about, but he had managed to make the killer vampire go away, so he was obviously a good person!

And after the man regained his composure and greeted him, Adrien titled his head and then gave him a smile. "...Adrien."he murmured, grasping his hand.

"Thank you, Valente."he said sincerely.

At that moment, the frightening woman appeared. Adrien froze and was about to say something, but the woman just kissed Valente's forehead and left as quickly as she appeared. "Um...Uh...well at least she didn't try to kill me this time...she must...like you."

JU-ON
"UUUGGHH ❤"

The sudden appearance of a beautiful man speaking to her host caused her to come out of hiding. She kissed the gorgeous wizard on his forehead before fading away.

JECHT
"My personality?"he repeated, but Jecht's anger only increased. "Ah, I understand even more now! That sneaky bastard with his hidden meanings! The wizard intended to insult my personality, did he? Rainbow hair? Is he trying to say something is wrong about us, Trixxtal, by turning my hair this color? HOW DARE HE INSULT YOU. He will PAY."he shouted. Jecht, despite his enraged shouting, managed to hear Trixxtal's suggestion.

The vampire paused his rant and cracked a gleeful grin. "YES,"he agreed eagerly, "Yes, he shall die. The damned wizard will finally die. In his sleep sounds too painless though, don't you think Trixxtal? We shall have to think of better ways for him to die on our way there. Oooh, I love it when we play murder."

Jecht, finally calmed down, whipped out his own phone. He bought only the best and up to date technology, so his was a similar model to Trixxtal's.

"Hello Ryuu-oh? I interrupted another fight with your brother, didn't I? Hello, Ryo, I didn't know you were back from your mountain training already. Anyways, tell your father that Trixxtal and I are coming to visit. Yes, I will bring you both presents. Well, see you soon."

After the call ended, Jecht smiled at Trixxtal. "Well, we should get ready for our trip. Come on, Trixxtal, let's go pack our clothes!"he exclaimed excitedly, grabbing the blond's wrist and pulling him towards their bedroom.

RYUUNOSUKE
"You son of a bitch, I am going to slit your throat."he growled, dodging a punch from his brother. He wished he had brought a dagger with him so he could have actually slit Ryo's throat like he wanted. Ryuu got hit with another kick that sent him onto the ground, consequently sending his cell phone flying out of his pocket. "Bastard, if my phone breaks because of you I'll-"

He heard his ringtone all of a sudden and paused, but that moment of distraction let him get hit in the face by Ryo again. "Fuck."he muttered, scrambling on the ground to grab his ringing phone. He recognized the theme and knew Jecht was calling. "Quit your shit, Grandpa is calling."he explained as he answered the phone, placing it on speaker to rub it in his brother's face that Jecht was calling him first this time.

"Hey grandpa! I was just in the middle of kicking Ryo's ass. You don't have to greet that asshole! And alright, I'll tell him. Are you giving me a gift again? Fine, but you don't have to get Ryo a gift. See you soon, bye."

He shut his phone and glared at his brother. "I'm outta here, I don't have time to put up with you!"he shouted, quickly retreating from Ryo and running down the hall.

VENCENTIO
Thankfully, he met Marcellina on his way to his room.

"I appreciate you taking me to my room."he thanked, a weary smile on his face as he stood in his doorway.

"No problem boss!"she reassured cheerfully, waving as Vencentio shut his door.

He sighed and when he finally made it to his bed, the vampire fell into a deep sleep.

MARCELLINA
After escorting Vencentio to his room, the vampiress walked down the hallway attempting to figure out the situation. She noticed a few people waking up from losing a fight and heard rumors of Vencentio being brought to the fortress by a human, some sort of spirit causing destruction, and another fight breaking out between Protettore's sons. So far she only confirmed Vencentio's return and she frowned, wondering what kind of spirit could be causing havoc.

She hoped that it did not destroy any of her clothes. That would be devastating.

Marcellina heard footsteps approaching and barely had time to react as one of Protettore's children, Ryuunosuke she thought, ran past her. She blinked and looked behind her, wondering where he was running off to. She shrugged her shoulders and continued her walk in order to find Valente. Her best friend was a wizard, so perhaps he knew about spirits.

KRO
Kro narrowed his eyes at the human before him and resisted a sneer. "You expect me to work with children?"he spat, pushing the documents away from him. The papers slid from the folder and nearly fell off of the table.

An elderly man stared down the demon coolly, pressing his fingers together. "Mr. Gyll, I-"

"That is Lord Gyll,"the demon interrupted immediately, "to you, human."

The man did not respond for a moment and merely kept his face expressionless in front of the demon. "Lord Gyll, then, I assure you that their youth will not be a hindrance. Mr. Evans and Ms. Harper are-"

"Inexperienced in real combat, no doubt, only in little fights with vampires they can barely hold their own against. What did that file say about that Eric Evans human? Something about petty mind tricks and kissing as his power, that sounds pathetic, at least the female seems to show decent potential."hissed Kro, clearly unhappy.

"You should not underestimate them..."the man remarked and Kro growled.

"Is that a threat, human? I do not need you to find my master,"the demon scowled, "This alliance is merely for convenience sake - I can take on a cowardly wizard and a handful of vampires on my own. You have no unique abilities like the young humans you command, so do not speak to me about battle when you have not experienced the dangers of war yourself."

The man frowned at the demon's arrogance but he did not want to anger him further. He needed to proceed with cautious with such a dangerous ally. "Yes, you have made that quite clear these past few days...well, the operation will not commence until more data has been gathered. I do not know where you are currently staying, but if you keep your end of the deal, then feel free to take stay here if you'd like. Everything you need to know is in the file. It might be beneficial to meet your comrades, too."he advised.

The demon just waved his hand absently. "Very well,"he acquiesced suspiciously easily, "I shall remain in this building and not harm anyone. That is what you desire, right? To keep tabs on the vile demon. Lucky for you, this arrangement is favorable for both of us." Kro stood up from his seat and grabbed the files in front of him before stepping out of the door.

Vampire Mafia

Adrien

The teenager sat in the corner of the cell, shivering from fear. Traumatized by that horrible spirit, wherever it went, he kept his eyes wide open and he glanced around the cell every few seconds out of paranoia. Adrien heard a strange jingling sound and jumped a bit, wondering if someone else was near. At that thought, his nightmare came true and the terrifying vampire he recognized as the mafia don stepped into his cell. The vampire demanded to know what happened and his intimidating glare paralyzed Adrien with even more fear.

He wasn't stupid, and thankfully didn't ask a stupid question like "What are you talking about?" that would surely lead to his death, since asking stupid questions earlier nearly got him killed. Assuming he was being asked about the injured vampire he met tonight, Adrien immediately thought back to what happened.


"Do as I say or I'll kill you."he heard the man threaten, and Adrien stared into weary but at the same time powerful eyes. "W-w-what?"he muttered stupidly. Adrien couldn't run away, even if the man wasn't grabbing onto his shoulder, it was like his body wasn't in his control anymore.

"Don't pretend you didn't fucking hear me you foolish boy, now, will you obey me? Or will you die?"

Adrien couldn't look away from the man's furious gaze. "Y-Yes...I'll obey you...sir."

The man nodded his head and removed his grip on Adrien's shoulder, but the human didn't dare run away. "I am injured and I require you to take me to a certain location."he instructed. Adrien received vague directions to some place he had never heard of. "I understand..."he said, feeling the rain beginning to fall harder. What luck. And even luckier is that he could of sworn that there was blood on the man's chest. "Are you...going to be ok?"he asked hesitantly, earning an unreadable expression from the man.

"Carry me to our destination."he ordered, ignoring Adrien's question. The boy simply nodded as he awkwardly began to carry this probably dangerous man on his shoulders. He stayed quiet the entire time, too afraid to ask questions, and just listened to the man's instructions. At times, he heard his passenger mutter things like "Fucking traitor" or "Glad I killed them all" or "Damn gun" or some other vulgar complaints. When Adrien realized they had reached their destination, he gathered the courage to ask, "Where are we..?"

"We're at the Don Giordano's mobile steel fortress."the man answered.

Adrien took a breath in order to try and calm his nerves. "Y-Yes sir..."he began, hoping that being polite would spare him from being killed by the vampire after he told the story. "I was walking home tonight a-and someone grabbed my shoulder. It was the...man...from earlier. He said to obey him or die, so I said I would obey him."he paused, trying to remember what happened next. "He told me he was injured and needed me to take him somewhere. So, I carried him to the spot where you found us earlier. Um...we didn't say much to each other so I d-don't know for sure what happened but-"

He coughed suddenly, and dreading that the vampire would be angry if he didn't hurry with his story, he continued. Adrien called onto the master skills he developed over the years of watching anime and other tv shows and reading manga and comics. He had a talent at looking at every little clue and resource to create theories that were usually right. He even made extra money by placing and winning bets with his co-workers about what would happen during a series. "But he did say things to himself. If I piece together what clues I heard...he kept cursing about a traitor. I think someone betrayed him to...Rioz? He mentioned that name more than once. Yes, Rioz...So..someone betrayed him to Rioz and he fought and killed the traitor, at some point he got shot and injured, but he won and after he escaped he found me."he deducted. Adrien prayed that this answer would satisfy the vampire and that the spirit would not show up suddenly and anger him even more.

Jecht

"THATS IT! TRIXXTAL, PACK YOUR THINGS WE ARE GOING ON A TRIP."he shouted, angrily looking into the glass that reflected the image of him with rainbow hair. Jecht scowled and threw the mirror at the wall, smashing the object into pieces before turning to the other vampire.

"WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A NICE LITTLE VISIT WITH THAT DESPICABLE WIZARD THAT TORI KEEPS AROUND AND I'M GOING TO SEND HIM TO HIS GRAVE! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM! HOW DARE HE MESS WITH MY HAIR?! HE IS GOING TO PAY, TRIXXTAL, HE IS GOING TO DIE."

Vampire Mafia

Vencentio

"Calm yourself, Valente, and dry your tears. Can you sense where the magic is?"he asked the shaken wizard. He felt too tired to deal with any of this and certainly did not understand why there was a magical basketball on the loose. "Focus on locating it while I deal with the young ones."he instructed before turning away from the wizard and walking inbetween the fighting vampire boys.

"Children."he called out endearingly both his hands catching the fists of Ryuu and Ryo. He waited until the two stopped squirming before speaking once more. "Mama has something to say to you, please listen before you resume your fight."

"Ryo...didn't your papa give you a task to escort mama upstairs? Don't you want to please him by finishing what you have been assigned to do?"he reminded, staring at neither of them. The last thing he needed was to fight over his attention right now, the boys fighting over Protettore all of the time was enough of a headache. "And Ryuu, it's great to see you again...and it would be even greater, if you help Mr. Valente right now, it will make me and papa very happy."he instructed, releasing them from his grasp and stepping back from between them. He briefly looked back from the bickering brothers towards the sobbing wizard.

Vencentio was so done.

Ryuunosuke

"Mama, you're back?!"he shouted, startled that Vencentio appeared out of nowhere. His fist was caught by the older vampire, and no matter how hard he tried to squirm out of his grasp so that he could give him a welcoming home, Ryuu just wasn't strong enough. Fortunately, his brother was no better, and couldn't move either. "Of course, Mama!"he cheerfully accepted the request, carefully keeping his eyes on both vampires. As soon as Vencentio stepped back, Ryuunosuke continued to fight his brother, this time striking for his legs. If he could break them, then he couldn't take Mama upstairs, and then Ryuu would be the one who had to do it. He could fulfill both missions! Papa would be mad at Ryo and happy with him, this plan was perfect!

Adrien

"What just happened?"he whispered, relieved as the spirit vanished. Alone in the cell, he sat against the wall with his legs folded to his chest. Now he had not only the vampire mafia, especially the scary vampire don, to worry about but also that crazy ghost thing.

Vampire Mafia

Adrien

Out of nowhere, Adrien couldn't move or speak. A sharp, sudden pain jolted his body and slithered down his spine. He felt like insects were crawling underneath his skin and Adrien suddenly could no longer breath. Panicking at the sudden attack on his body and the fear of not being able to breathe, Adrien collapsed onto the floor.

"UUUUUUUUUUUOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

Hearing the shriek zapped him back to reality and the random burst of pain had vanished. Confused, the young human slowly sat up from the floor and only to feel petrified for a good minute as he stared at the angry looking ghost woman in front of him. Holyshitomgfirstvampiresandnowascaryspiritwithbadh airfuck. he screamed in his mind.

He would have yelled out in terror at the spirit, whose white dress had spots of blood stained on it, but the spirit had glided towards him with incredible speed and started choking him. Adrien was forced to look into the eyes of the spirit. He was afraid her blue eyes glaring at him with hatred would be the last thing she saw, but to his surprise, she let go.

"UUUOOOHHH."she growled again, rubbing her neck as if she was in pain.

Ju-On

That magician may have been beautiful, but his charm had angered her! He chained her to a not!beautiful human boy and took her basketball away from her. Ju-On was not pleased, especially since she realized she could not kill the boy herself. When she tried to choke him, she felt the effects as well, meaning she was unable to kill him and stop the charm in time. She would have to wait until he passed away of old age or was murdered by a third party, if she tried to finish him off herself she would destroy herself in the process! The spirit, furious, realized she was stuck with this boy. "UUUOOOHHH."she yelled, seemingly disappearing into the darkness.

She was still attached to Adrien though, it was like whenever Yugi was possessed by the Pharoah and only Adrien or someone like Valente could see her.
Vencentio

"Mama is fine, Ryo."he gently answered, though Vencentio had a feeling his words went ignored because the young vampire wouldn't stop asking his worried questions. While it was nice to have his 'son' feel concerned about him, couldn't he have barged in at a better time? He wanted to be with his best frien after going through that crappy experience! Plus Vencentio was having fun playing around with Tori; it was always amusing to pretend they were a couple and confuse their subordinates. If they saw Vencentio being carried by Protettore up to his room, questions definitely would be raised! But he didn't complain, and he quickly got over his initial annoyance.

"I'll inform you of the details of what I discovered after I rest, or when you request the information, sir."he told the mafia boss, speaking formally now that they were not alone. Vencentio was then carried out of the room by Ryoichi, at Protettore's request.

"Why don't you tell me all about your training?"he asked his son, preferring to listen and not wanting to talk much. Stories of fighting bears and climbing trees that towered the highest of buildings were told by Ryoichi as they travelled through the fortress, but as they neared Valente's room, Vencentio narrowed his eyes. Those guards...they're alive but unconscious, what happened, I wonder.... he thought as Ryuunosuke felt the impact of Ryoichi's show.

Not at all surprised that Ryoichi randomly attacked his brother, Vencentio was more worried about the unconscious vampires than the feuding brothers. "Ryoichi, your strength is impressive, but we need to get to my room so that I can rest..."he calmly reminded, not wanting the boys to fight while there were already so many issues that needed to be taken care of. He was beginning to feel really tired and just wanted to go to sleep. Maybe if he praised both of them, they would not fight, which probably wouldn't worl. "Let's keep moving Ryoichi, and Ryuunosuke, you took that attack pretty well, but it looks like Valente over there isn't taking things too well. Check on him and the guards for me?"he requested both boys, hoping he could prevent the fight from continuing. He slid off of Ryoichi's back and placed his hand on his shoulder, stepping backward and moving Ryo with him so that his foot would get off of Ryuunosuke's back.

Ryuunosuke
As he was about to take the basketball, the prized trophy that would surely earn his father's love, Ryuunosuke found himself shoved into the ground by his idiot brother's foot!

"You..."he growled, looking up as he glared at the laughing Ryoichi. The anger flaring inside him, Ryuunosuke almost didn't notice that Vencentio was being carried on that devil's back. It was only when he spoke that the young vampire noticed Vencentio's presence. "Wha-...ah...yes, I will..."he answered, feeling proud at Vencentio's praise. He did, in fact, take Ryoichi's attack well and that was because he was much stronger than his stupid brother!

When Vencentio helped Ryuunosuke become free from Ryoichi's foot, he stood up and brushed off dirt off his clothes. "But right after I beat this asshole brother of mine into the floor."he threatened calmly, his tone as cold as ice as he cracked his knuckles. Without another word Ryuunosuke threw a punch at Ryoichi's face.

Vencentio
Well, he had tried...somewhat. Stepping aside from the quarrel, he let Ryuunosuke attempt to fight Ryoichi. Not paying attention to what the two forever angry brothers were doing behind him, Vencentio walked past the unconscious guards and towards Valente.

"What happened here?"he asked the traumatized wizard, kneeling down so that he was at eye level with him.

Vampire Mafia

Ju-On

"Uuuuhhhh...."

Ju-on slithered into the hallway, escaping the vampires who tried to capture her. "Uuuhhhhh...."she mummbled as she flew through the fortress, making sure to mask her presence from the powerful vampires. She was smart enough to understand the dangers of remaining in the Giordano fortress, but her desire to see that beautiful wizard again kept Ju-on from leaving! He had taken th basketball from her hands and even though he threw it away, in her mind him being the first one to hold it meant that they were engaged.

She could sense a high concentration of magic on a higher floor and telported to the area. She appeared in front of a door but when Ju-on tried to pass through it, some sort of magical barrier stopped her from entering.

"UUHHHH!"she yelled, angry that the wizard locked her out.

Ju-on took out her frustration by dribbling her basketball, which had magically appeared in her hands, and let the sound echo throughout the hall.

Adrien
"O-okay..."he muttered to the guard.

Adrien didn't have the guts to resist the vampire. He wasn't stupid, he had seen those movies where dumb people stand up for themselves and they die! He did not want to end up like Cedric Diggory from Harry Potter, meeting his tearful end with only a word.

Once again being escorted by vampire guards, Adrien wondered what would happen to him. From what he had seen there was a spirit on the loose...he was a prisoner in a haunted fortress owned by the vampire mafia, that was protected by a wizard. Was he going to have his blood sucked or something?!

The guard brought him into the cellar and shoved Adrien inside before he could run away. When Adrien heard the lock click, the young human sighed and sat down on the floor. "I'm doomed."

Vencentio
Vencentio didn't know what what was going on anymore but he couldn't shake the feeling that the ghost was familiar. As Tori yelled at his men to apprehend her, he wondered what happened to the basketball. They could have lured her out with it or something, but he figured that Protettore would eventually just have the mage use his magic to find her if the guards failed to capture her.

He quitely watched as Protettore sent the last guard out of the room with the human boy who had helped him. He was slightly curious as to what his friend would do with him, but Vencentio could ask about him later.

Chuckling at the vampire's grin, Vencentio thought about his question for a moment. "Hmmm...depends on where we're going."he answered playfully. "I can walk, but not far! If we're going to your room, which is allllll the way on the top floor, you'd have to carry me Tori."

Ryuunosuke
"Alright, if I stab Ryo then then maybe I can stun him long enough to rip off his face!"he cheerfully plotted, sharpening a knife in his room. Ryuu had concealed weapons and traps all over his room out of fear his brother would try to kill him in his sleep. He needed to be prepared to attack back if Ryo tried anything.

A sincere smile on his face as he held up his freshly sharpened blade in front of him, he layed it beside him and reached over for a can of soda made for vampires unoriginally called Blood Soda. Ryu had recieved a box from his grandparents and it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. It was blood, but it was also soda! A vampire drinking Blood Soda was like human drinking soda and a vampire feeding on fresh human blood was like a human drinking water. It wasn't as healthy, but it could still satisfy your thirst!

As soon as he finished his can Ryu tossed it into the trash and went back to sharpening his weapon. A few minutes later the young vampire started hearing running through the hallway. Wondering if something had happened, he grabbed a few weapons and made his way to the door. Looking both ways for any sign of Ryo, he cautiously left his room when he saw that his brother wasn't around. He walked around and found the nearest set of guards.

"What happened here?"asked the curious vampire.

"Ah, sir, Vencentio has finally made his return."informed the guard. Ryu smiled at that thought and was glad he was back.The guard did not mention the state the don's right hand man had been in so Ryu did not realize Vencentio had been nearly dead when he arrived. "But why is everyone running?"asked Ryu.

"The don has ordered us to find a spirit that appeared in his room."

At those words, Ryu's malicious grin appeared. "I see..."he said, rubbing his hands together like a villain. If he found that spirit, then surely his father would like him more then Ryo! The young vampire ran towards Valente's room, hoping the wizard could give him some sort of charm to help him find the spirit.

The strange thing was that the closer he got to the mage's room, the more he could hear a strange sound. It sounded like a basketball was bouncing and the dribbling just became louder and louder. Even stranger, when he arrived up at the wizard's domain, Ryuunosuke saw another set of guards. Half of them were lying on the ground knocked out while the others were in a defensive stance. "What the hell?"he muttered, reaching for one of his concealed guns. He couldn't see who was attacking, but right in front of his eyes a vampire was knocked down and into a state of unconsciousness...by a basketball?

"Uwaa!"screamed the guard when the basketball hit his face, before he fainted. Ryu was a bit shocked to see one of his father's guards go down so quickly, but now that the guard wasn't standing Ryu saw who had attacked him, standing in the distance. A creepy looking woman with crazy hair and a white dress was holding a basketball. "Is that...the spirit?!"he gasped, bringing the gun out in front of him. Hmph...she's creepy but Ryo is still uglier...

When the guards noticed Ryu's presence a few of them panicked, what would happen if they failed to protect the don's son?

"Sir, leave this spirit to us-"

Before the vampire could finish his plead, he was attacked by the spirit with the basketball.

Vampire Mafia

Adrien
"W-Whoa, wait, are you talking about the vampire mafia?"he asked, though before he could get an answer the man collapsed. Suspecting that the guy was actually a vampire, Adrien didn't know if he should help him. He really could kill him.

The rain pouring down even harder, Adrien nearly jumped out of his skin when the doors of the large fortress opened. A male in a suit emmerged from the building and picked up the vampire like he was his bride. "Maybe I can sneak away now..."he muttered under his breath, taking a few steps back. As soon as he was about to turn around and run for his life, Adrien felt cold hands grab at his shoulders. Too prideful to scream but not strong enough to fight back against his captor's strength, before Adrien knew it, he too was carried into the Don Giordano's mobile fortress.

The room he was brought to was close to the entrance so Adrien did not see any of the interior clearly. Now that he was out of the rain he could feel his body shivering violently, especially since he had been walking in the rain with a vampire on his back for more than half an hour. Trying not to think about how tired and cold he felt, Adrien focused his attention on the three men near the couch. One was the guy he helped, one was acting violent, and the last did some sort of magic. He had heard of wizards and vampires existing, but until now Adrien never crossed paths with one.

Watching as the violent man slit his wrist and forced blood into the lips of the injured vampire, Adrien felt his stomach churn. He didn't mind blood, it was the cut that bothered him. He hated anything sharp or seeing something get sliced.

Vencentio
Not at all resisting Protettore when he wrapped his strong arms around him and carried him into the building, Ven could feel himself becoming weaker with each second passing. "Yes, the gunshot is...the only dangerous one."he mummbled, having a hard time speaking.

Before long, Valente appeared and Vencentio thought he was going delirious. His finger was swirling and for a second believed that something was wrong with his vision. But no, the wizard was just doing his usual theatrics, and Vencentio realized this when he felt the bullet pop out of his chest. "Thank you. You're a life saver, Valente."he thanked before sipping the blood from Protettore. The pain that linger slowly began to vanish, like when a child watched as their balloon drifted away into the sky.

His friend's blood truly was powerful: whatever the Rioz did to make the bullet hurt a vampire was nulled by Protettore. Vencentio took a little more blood from Protettore than he wanted to, but on the bright side he felt better.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

Before he could thank his best friend, a noise from the corner of the room caught the vampire's attention.

Ju-On
A basketball in her hand, the ghost stared at the beautiful man with golden hair. Yes, he was perfect! Making herself visible so he could see her, June slowly stepped towards him and even though there was no wind her white dress was swaying.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."she said, handing the basketball to the wizard. Translated her speech was, "YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, LET'S GET MARRIED. SINCE I HAVE DON'T HAVE A RING TO PROPOSE WITH YET, HERE IS A BASKETBALL." but sadly, Ju-On could not express her feelings with words.

Vampire Mafia

CURRENT TIME IS 11:26 PM
As the moon remained hidden behind the grey clouds, Adrien Szetella accompanied the darkness on a midnight stroll. He could hear the pitter-patter of raindrops crashing against his red umbrella and the streetlights told his eyes that nobody except him dared venture outside on a stormy night. The amusement park closed over an hour ago, but Adrien did not own a car, so every morning he walked to work on foot. And every night, even on dark rainy nights like this one, Adrien walked back home the same way.

The wind trying to steal his umbrella, Adrien suddenly heard a loud gunshot in the distance. He stopped and turned his head to see behind him, but didn't notice anything dead on the road. Not about to be like one of those stupid people in movies, Adrien ignored the gunshot , looked forward, and continued merrily walking home.

THEN, he felt something grab his shoulder. Alarmed, his eyes glanced toward his shoulder and saw a pale, ghostly looking hand. Adrien calmly and slowly turned his head around and met a pair of terrifying blue eyes.

"Do as I say or I'll kill you."

CURRENT TIME IS 12:01 AM

Adrien felt like the wind would send him flying into the sky at any moment. The storm worsened and he couldn't see anything in front of him with all the rain. His umbrella, left on the side of the road all alone, was forced to be abandoned

"We're here."

Then man he met earlier ordered him to stop and Adrien didn't dare disobey. He couldn't see anything in front of him because they ventured far from the streetlights and the pounding drops of water didn't help him see any better. He had no idea where he was.

"Where are we..?"he asked casually, as if he hadn't been threatened earlier.

"We're at the Don Giordano's mobile steel fortress."

Vencentio
CURRENT TIME IS 11:23 PM
After three nights of hell, the vampire finally managed to escape the Rioz hideout. He ventured there on a top secret mission but a rat in the Giordano betrayed them and caused Ven's discovery. "Asshole..."he muttered under his breath, licking the blood off his lips. His ocean colored eyes glared into the corpse of the traitor who caused his capture. It took a lot of strength to take down the vampire with just his fangs and raw strength, especially since he hadn't fed and received torture from the enemy.

Feeling himself growing weaker Vencentio took off and ran from the hideout, though he did not manage to leave unnoticed. A few minutes after escaping he heard a gunshot and felt a bullet press into his chest. The pain surging through his body, he stopped and knelt on the ground. His hearing becoming disoriented, Vencentio did not notice the other vampire walk behind him. His breathing becoming shallower, another random force hit him in the back and he fell face down into the concrete. "Ugh..."he mummured, slowly turning his head to stare into the face of a Rioz vampire.

Lucikly for Vencentio, the vampire was a dumbass and knelt down to mock him, thinking that Vencentio was rendered immobile due to the bullet. Ven took that chance to strike. He stretched his arm out and grabbed the vampire's head, tearing it off with his brute strength. After decapitating the dumb vampire, Vencentio pushed him away and slowly got to his feet. Feeling even worse, he swayed from side to side like a drunk man on the road. Once again, luck was on his side, and he noticed a lone human walking in the rain.

Taking a deep breath, Vencentio endured the pain and ran towards the boy. Placing his hand on the human's shoulder, when the boy met eyes with him he threatened, "Do as I say or I'll kill you."

CURRENT TIME IS 12:01 AM

Forcing the boy to carry him on his back, Vencentio felt relieved when he arrived at the meeting place. When the boy started asking questions, he was so glad to be safe again that he didn't mind answering him.

"We're at the Don Giordano's mobile steel fortress."

As soon as those words left his lips, Vencetio felt magic in the air. Though to human ears it was covered by the pounding rain and the storm, the vampire could hear the fortress heading their way. A few moments later Protettore's fortress was parked in front of Vencentio and the human. Sadly, he could not endure the wounds any longer, and he collapsed on the ground. He did not lose consciousness, but Vencentio knew that he needed to get the bullet removed from his body and drink blood. He didn't feed from the human earlier because he didn't want the boy to lose strength and not be able to carry him. And he didn't have the energy to hold him down and get to his neck...much less walk inside the fortress without any help.