bullethope

Come Undone

A bet, what assholes >.<

But I like the idea, cause you take a powerful demon\angel with anger problems, and a vampire who can't control her powers/strength, you get some crazzzzzy stuff.

Come Undone

Willow stared at herself in the mirror. It was odd, she was pretty before, sure, yet the transformation made her so attractive it almost pained to look at herself. An animalistic hiss escaped her mouth and she punched the porcelain wall. "Damnit," she cursed and moved away from the bathroom. Her ears perked at the sound of footsteps coming towards the end of the hall.

Her mind found one source- a seer male. She gasped as she left his mind, she didn't like the what she say. When the door open, her fangs extended and a hiss came out of her mouth. When she realized neither were human, and one day she was going to have to kill someone, she signed.

"Sorry," she started, moving from her defensive stance, "I'm still getting use to the whole monster aspect." Her eyes moved to the blind boy, "It is?" That sparked her interest.

The auburn girl was pretty- and Willow assumed that god made all the evils pretty to temp the humans. Her eye cocked at the girls introduction.

"I'm Willow, and I'm just here to make sure I don't go on a crazed blood hunt." Her smile was fake and tight as she stood awkwardly in the room. Watching Ryan, her eyes dilated as she tried to pry into her mind. She out a hand to her head, and rolled her eyes. Just her luck, she could read her roommates mind.

"I don't think she's odd,"Willow have a bitter laugh, "Who would to go to a celebration with all the monsters you were told weren't true?" She asked, to no in particular. "She may hate people, but I hate monsters."

Her attention turned to Salazar as he was scribbling in front of him. She hadn't met a seer yet, but from what she heard from a coven she lived with, they were almost never wrong. Again, she entered his mind, before sitting on her bed exhausted from the journey of his thoughts. Shaking her head,, "so when does this start?"

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Drake chuckled at Beau, "It would make more sense if I was a Fire breed, unfortunately fellows, I'm an Acid kind of reptile." He knew what Beau meant nonetheless, and in way he could understand. Fire was a dragons pleasure, no matter the breed.

He watches Flame and the seer walk towards the dorm building with interest. He was handler listening to the two beside him as the entered the building themselves.

"See ya later mates," he said distractedly. The numbers were pinned up beside the doors and he walked for awhile before he said 114. "Can the trip be longer?" He questioned with a small smile.

Opening the door he say a male look up, "I'm Damien," he said with a smile. At first glance Drake couldn't tell what he was.

"Hey mate. I'm Drakon, but everyone calls me Drake." He leaned over and tried to shake Damien's hand but watched as his passed through the kids arm.

"Ghost," Damien said sheepishly, "Died about 1998. But I'm just now getting back to school. Sound stupid huh?"

Drake shook his head with a grin. "Nah, perfectly normal." He joked.

Because being a Dragon with a Ghost roommate was normal. He shook his head with a small smile before he started unpacking his belongings.

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Okay, brew away.

Sorry, I disappeared, family dinner and all :3

The Reaper's Son [Jett Ryu & bullethope]

"Hey!" Veronica yelled, she flinched when the she-demon turned to look at her. "Crap," she muttered. If Nana was witch, she most of knew some sort of spell. Her mind reeled at thoughts of her childhood, and she felt a surge throughout her body. "Damned to hell, cast off by a witches spell?" She said hesitantly, and saw a flicker from her hand, it stung her slightly. "Dammit." She cursed as the demon advanced on the boy in front of her.

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Oh my, where have you been all my life?
Yes!

I like it!

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Willow walked quietly amoungst others. Three months ago if you told her such creatures existed she would've asked you to visit a doctor. But she was. A monster and all. Her fangs scraped against her lips- she was hungry, she had been hungry for days but she refused to feed. Despite being a vampire, she was still human. At night, when she'd lay there by herself, she could swear that her heart was still beating. Shaking her blonde hair, she wrapped her arms around herself, wanting to disappear.

Her ears perked at the sound of two males talking. Slowly she glanced around before spotting two a long ways from her. Her keen eyesight showed just how attractive they both were, but from their conversation, she didn't want a thing with either of them. She wanted in this hell and then out.

The dormitory was in her sight and she felt relieved until someone bumped into her. The smell of herbs and odd objects filled her nose, which meant one thing. An inexperienced Caster.

She turned sharply, her fangs extending in view. "Watch it witch."

The girl's eyes widened and she backed away, "Chill sucker, it was an accident."

Willow pulled the sunglasses from her face, sure her eyes were black from hunger. "I don't care."

She turned without another word, moving briskly into the building I'm front of her. All she knew was her room number, 112. Her eyes viewed the numbers from down the hall, from her spot when she realized she was at the very end. "You've got to be kidding me."

Once in her room, she unlocked the dorm to see her roommate wasn't there. She set her things down on the bed before shutting the door to change.

She picked out a dress that reflected her mood. It was blood red with lace sleeves and corset top, curving against her body. Her hair was curled and flowing past the middle the of her back. The only thing she adored about becoming a monster was the fact that it enhanced her appearance. She slipped on red pumps to show off her legs. The time was almost up for her to finish getting ready, so she hurried to the bathroom. There, she thickened her red lipstick on her lips and added a bit more mascara before being satisfied with how she looked.

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Drakon was around the sit of the girl of fire. Students knew her by Flame- he remembered when she first started attending, the amount of males wagging their tails for her pretty face. But she was an angry soul. He chuckled slightly when he noticed two of his friends walking by.

"Alex! Beau!" He called, jogging past the girl with flames and the seer. He turned around to face them while jogging to take a look at the girl, before smiling and turning back around.

When he caught up with the two he winked. "Welcome back fellas, it's good to be home, eh?" He asked cheekily.

Drake was known around the campus for being everyone's friend. Drakon, the dragon was viscous and blood thirsty, so any time he was human he made up for it.

He paused to look at Rae an ice faerie. "I hope your summer wasn't too hot Rae!" He called out with a smile, waving.

His bags were light gassing his shoulders, causing him pace around easily. His slacks and nice shirt would do him well for the celebration, he was sure. But looking around at those already dressed, he smirked. The girls were luring the guys and the guys were following happily. "Welcome to the beginning," he mused to himself, smiling and waving at those he knew around him as they headed towards the dorm. "Let the celebration begin."

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Done :). And please don't flatter me!

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The day, like the sky, was bright and sunny. Creatures and Species of all sorts excited buzzed around the perimeter of the Preparatory. Much to Willow's distaste, the sun was high in the sky. Sunglasses shielding her eyes from the rays, she stepped off the bus. "This is a school?" She mused to herself. The building was beautiful and structured like a castle. She strained her head ring to listen to a couple of faeries yards away from her. "Celebration of the new year! And you're dressed like that?" One said. Willow looked down at herself and groaned slightly. She was dressed simply with jeans, skinny at her ankles, and a large blouse flowing around her. At the moment she thanked any Lord that she packed nicer clothes for later tonight. "Let the freak show began," she said to herself before moving through the crowd, avoiding any physical contact.

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Drakon flit effortlessly through the air. The heat felt warm against his scales and he hummed in appreciation. Today's weather was perfect for his journey, one he enjoyed taking every year. He landed slowly, aware of his surroundings. His tail flicked behind him as his underbelly hit the ground and he started out for a minute. Most dragons refused to be seen so close up, but he liked humans more than he should. After a moment of peace, his spine cracked and shifted into it was a third of it's original size. Drake stood, cracking his new limbs and joints. He grinned at some bystanders, nodding and appreciating the attention. "How are you Erik?" He called to a nervous looking banshee. All he got in return was a shriek to which he flinched and laughed. "Of course, should have know." He stated in a playful manner before heading towards the commons.

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Of course no problem!

Come Undone

I can do that.