Demonic Angel

Lost in Soul and Mind

Agreed. I really loved that idea. I want to keep Keri's and Kudesh's real after too.

Lost in Soul and Mind

Keri and Slash grew up in the same assassin village. After the place literally went up in smoke they separated and never kept in contact.

Note: I'm bring in the big guns. Soren and Gemi.

Lost in Soul and Mind

Yes, I just need to think of how it will effect each of them ad such. Haven't figured out all the details due to being a new idea and such.

Lost in Soul and Mind

Hex Jones

Interacting with-Hiji

The familiar couldn't help but reveal a smile as he closed the door. It had been years for them to become close and a few more just to trust one another with their problems, granted at times his loving husband would tend to keep certain things to himself. Something which the man himself could quite scold Hiji for.

His brown eyes glanced towards the glass in his hand and raised an eyebrow."Yes everything is prepared though my mistress will be very late to night. Seems that Keri is not doing as well as we thought." He calmly explained as he walked towards his lover.

Hex felt so bad for lying to the love of his life. Lying about why he had voted against Kokoro's surgery, only to be out voted, and even now. His arms wrapped around the deman as he kissed him. " I do hope you're not mad about my owner coming. Considering you haven't met her yet."

Yui

Interacting with-Josh

The woman softly chuckled as she nuzzled him. In a way she was very disappointed with the certain events taking place today but in another way she understood. As long as the person kept their hands off of Josh. " Awe it's sweet that you think our good times are over. But in reality they've only just become much more enjoyable." she said in a cute purr.

Her arms wrapped around his waist as she gave him a passionate kiss." We could get an apartment of our own love. One where we can be alone all hours of the day without anyone being around."

Angel Vervain

Interacting with-Slash and Luna

The witch mentally groaned as she walked towards Slash's home. She was due inside the Taki and Ren place in an hour and yet she had gotten a strange call from this vampire's home. Sometching which the girl hadn't gotten in ages. She stepped inside, noting what seemed to be a mess all around then walked straight inside.

Her forest green eyes scanned the area noting a blood trail leading to the bathroom. The woman frowned as she followed it. She was just about to know on the door until the man himself with her childhood friend waltzed inside." Well I was just about to scold you for calling me but it seems that you weren't the one who did. Might I ask what happened?"

Lost in Soul and Mind

Alright babe

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

Family Feuds

இ ℭ h a r l e s Λ e o n இ
☀Azulia Ellison☀
☠Ｋｉｌｌｉａｎ Ｊｏｎｅｓ☠

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Time

Day 2 ~ Evening

Location

Charles House

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Killian glanced towards the clock hanging just above what seemed to be some old styled paintings. The guy wrinkled his nose towards the one far left. It wasn't that he hated old farming pictures, it was more of seeing the same things day in and out was getting fairly annoying. Then again once he bought his own apartment, despite the disapproval of his professor, there would be a new personally drawn one every day. The young man shook his head as his legs stretched outwards. One was lying across the couch cushions and the other on the floor.

His newly redone tattoo was once again in full view as his figure loomed slightly forwards. During breakfast the man knew he had ignored the woman’s question completely. So if the girl attempted to ask again he planned on acting like he hadn't heard it.

Azulia watched him from afar pursing her lips in slight annoyance. All she wanted to know where he got the damn tatto, but he was acting like she didn't exist. She huffed and looked away from him. She thought about the letter she finally got to read, still left wondering how her mom and Charles knew each other since the letter just told him his thanks.

She stood up from the chair she sat on and went over to Killian poking his head. “Hey, hey. Don't act like I'm not here. Answer my damn question” She said poking him with each word.

“Question? When did you ask a question kiddo?” He said while glaring at her hand. The man grumbled as he took it gently and shoved it back to her side. Almost on instincts he knew this girl would be nothing but trouble. “If you want to know then why not play a simple game with me?” Killian asked calmly.

“The rules are simple. You expose something from you past before asking a question. I, in return, must answer after learning that small bit about you. Sound fair or do you want to drop the question? After all it's a give and take thing with me.”

“Fine then. When I was around 12 I became curious of what my power was. I knew my mom didn't want me to be in touch with my prae side because of what my dad when I was a child, so I began to do it when my mother was either distracted or not even where I was. I basically learned what little I know about my powers in secret” She said.

“Your turn Killian” She said

He sighed as she spoke. In a way the man hoped she would drop it. Then again at least she was playing by the rules unlike their ever pain in the ass guardian. “If you look closely it's obvious you're half prae. Granted when I first picked you up from the airport I didn't notice. As for your question the tattoo is from a gang I joined years ago. Not one of my proudest moments.” The African American said as he placed a bookmark inside his spot and closed it.

“My turn. Who told you about Charles?”

“My mother’s will. Apparently my mother knew Charles when she lived in Europe growing up, but how they know each other is still unknown to me since she hated talking about her time here. She didn't want my dad, whoever he is, to have custody of me and since he basically vanished, I was given to Charles” She said

“Most times when someone lies they look towards a certain side. If I remember correctly it's towards the left. I could be wrong so I'll get straight to the point on this. As you know Charles made me sit with you two instead of allowing me to go and eat in the kitchen. Since I've already heard this story I wanted to see if any details had changed. So congratulations on telling the truth kiddo. Keep that up and Charles won't drill you for information. What else do you want to know?”

“Not a whole a lot about you. Just enough since we are probably going to be seeing each other every day and I prefer to know some things about the person I will be seeing. I am just that way. Same as my mother was I guess” Azulia shrugged.

“I hope you two are getting along,” Charles’ voice interrupted before Killian could answer. The teenage immortal had traveled, his coat and suitcase placed on the bench at the foyer’s end, as he casually walked toward the living room. His hand raised to tug away the first button on his white, ironed out shirt on his way to check on both of his house guests. Iron grey eyes flickered from one individual to the next, studying them a moment, then carefully retreated toward his room.

The young man grinned as his professor's voice filled the room. In a way he was happy the oldest of the three entered the house. Now the guy didn't have to speak anymore of a time which was mostly in the past. The guy glanced towards him, wanting to chuck something just to see if his friend was still on edge, but decided against it completely. “We’re slowly getting to know one another. She asked about the tattoo you removed and I've had redone. I've also added to it.” He said as he stood up.

Charles words carried back toward them and echoed through the hallway, “Positively I hope, but it’s good to see you two getting to know each other. By the way, I’ll be ordering take out for your dinner tonight, Azulia. What would you like? Any favorites? Killian, you’ll be picking something along the way to the meeting tonight.”

“What's life without some mistakes which can be experienced first hand?” The human asked as he frowned at Chales’ next sentence. “Charles she's what? 13 or 14 at the moment? She's old enough to to come and see what the fuss is about. She can also decide on either going to help or not? Personally I think it's best she comes with instead of being treated as a child.”

Azulia watched as they talked before finally answering. “What meeting are you two talking about. Is it like something like what happened last night? Because if it is, I don't know why I can't go and I just turned 15 Killian so you kinda guessed my age right” She said sitting back looking at her new guardian and Killian.

Charles sighed, then paused as he pulled back to peer around the corner. His lips pressed into a tight frown and began to correct each of them, still fiddling with his shirt, “First off, you two, let’s keep in mind I’m the current guardian of you, Azullia. Second point, if this was the middle ages than yes at the age of fifteen she would’ve been an adult for about a year. A fact that it is the modern age has changed things. I’m currently responsible for your,” He pointed at Azulia, “well being and no, you’re not going.”

He turn jerked back down the hallway, his shirt nearly unbuttoned down the front as he ducked into the bedroom to change. While the door was left open enough for him to continue the conversation, he ducked behind an old fashion dress screen to continue his changing. Already three different sets of outfits had been laid out upon a chair back and were ready to be worn when he was ready.

“Trust me kid. No matter what Mr. I-don't-know-teens saids, you're an adult. They tend to sneak out for nights on end without their parents permission getting into all sorts of trouble. At least that's what I did at your age.” The man said to her with a smirk.

“That clearly turned out well for you…” Charles sarcastically pointed out.

“Care to share with the class, you little shit.” He snared while going into the hallway and standing at the door.

“Watch your language. Now, where did you end up? In a gang, which you’re currently running from and sleeping on your teacher’s property. Now you’re insulting me… brilliant.”

“I've already told you I'm going to move out as soon as I can. After all that girl you saw with me after class was a very good friend. Don't like me around then kick me out already. I did what I had to in order to live.” The man said kicking the door.

Charles began to toss the white shirt to the side, folding it to flop it over the chair edge and continued to work on his pants, “We both know you wouldn’t make it very far. Good friend or not, what happens when your gang comes knocking down on your door? I much rather not find my student dead… or worse.”

When Killian kicked the door, Charles frowned until his lips became a thin line, “Will you stop, Killian. I honestly don’t want to repair the door frame again!”

His tone snapped in warning, the only one that Killian was going to get, as he began to tug on the belt and remove his trousers. He reached for the decided outfit for the operation and pulled them on one by one.

Azulia watched them sighing. “A gang huh. Teens in America that go into gangs are often in jail by my age for the rest of their lives”She said. She was still annoyed that she was being treated like a child. True she was still under the age of 18, but she had already worked and earned money like an adult, did basically everything an adult had to do during the day minus doing taxes since she was still too young to file by herself. She got up and followed after him.

“Eh. Growing up in an orphanage and being bounced from place to place tends to bring out some issues. Most of the houses use you for either images or another paycheck so they don't have to work as hard. You can guess what all the homes I went to was like.” He explained as he mumbled some uncivilized words.

“I thank you that you care a lot about a total stranger like me, but I basically lived like an adult. I'm responsible, I don't drink, do drugs, I definitely haven't had sex like a lot of girls my age who are already pregnant with their first child, so what's wrong with a little meeting unless you plan on doing drugs and drinking then I would be happy to stay here, maybe raid your fridge and watch all the movies I want”Azulia said.

“Azulia, we’ve just met. You and I both haven’t known each other for very long, and we currently lack the time to correct that. Right now, I know very little about your life leading up to this and I much rather not be declared an unfit guardian,” Charles replied, pulling on his jeans and then his shirt, as he began to adjust until they fit well enough.

After being satisfied by what he spotted in the mirror propped up behind him, he began to move out from the screen and into the room. Mentally he was bitterly amused because breaking prisoners out from a local jail was doing exactly that. He coughed then continued, “As for the meeting, I wished it was that simple. I also regret to say that our ice box’s stock is rather low. Take out of your choice it will have to be, just make sure you order it before we leave.”

She looked at Killian and shook her head.“I can take a guess that you have a very bad temper when pushed beyond a certain limit line huh?”Azulia asked.

The man looked at her and thought for a moment. “Only when I speak really. Which as you know isn't often. Charles she's going. My car, my rules.”

“Then neither of you are going and I will walk there,” Charles retorted, his eyebrow raised in a daring gesture and looked to the pair of them. In the background two metallic wolves started to form and materialize, backing his statement. Their glowing eyes stared at the two as he held out his hand to make them heel.

Azulia watched at the wolves appeared out of nowhere very fascinated about it. She never seen that happened before. “That's cool. At least they don't have fur. I have a slight allergy to animal fur. Must be the human part of me” She said rubbing the back of her head.

The man glanced at the dog with a disgusted look then back at the guy. Oh how he hated these golems. Always nipping at your heels with the utmost violence. In a way it was good they were willing to do anything to protect the house but damn they hurt when attacking. “Again my car and my rules. The teenager comes or you’ll be homeless.”

Azulia looked at Killian confused. “And how the hell will he be homeless. Are you an arsenal happy person and light shit on fire or will you just turn on every faucet in the house and let the water flood and damage the house?” She said obviously have watched way too many movies in her life.

“Besides Killian, you are missing one thing about Mr. Charles being homeless, it would be me and Mr. Charles will be homeless. If courts found out, they could take me away and he won't be able to do anything about it” Azulia said.

“Or my golems sit on you until I get back.”

Killian glared at Azulia as she spoke, and then at Charles. His right hand began twitching as small sparks showed in the air. The young man glanced towards the golems, as if measuring the distance between them, before grinding his teeth. “Your shielding her from most of the damn picture Charles. The world isn't full of butterflies and rainbows and its best she learns this now. Because if your daughter doesn't see the full picture she'll make a mistake. One that will cost her either the lives of others or hers.” He snared before walking away.

Charles didn’t react, his eyes hardened and firm on what he felt was right. Just like Killian, both had been denied a childhood so what right did they have risking taking that away from Azulia? It was one of many questions he wanted to ask Killian. However, he wasn’t about to press the already steaming house guest who seemed to back down.

Azulia chased after him and walked beside him. “Hey, thanks for trying to convince to let me go, but it looks like he won't budge Killian. I know the world ain't easy. Hell I been through several school lock downs because a teen brought a gun to school. I seen someone jump from a building not far from my old home was. The world is pretty tough out there for a lot of people and I understand now what it's kinda like to be an orphan as my blood mother got hit by a drunk driver and my father basically abandoned me”

“Hey Killian, even if Charles is my guardian, am I still considered an orphan because my real parents aren't in my life or no. I really don't understand this stuff” She asked.

“Azulia you've never set foot in an orphanage so no. You had somewhere to go. A choice. I didn't at least not really. My parents just up and left. And you don't know what it's like. You've seen only certain things which can be forgotten. Once you see your friends shot up in a drive by shooting that, and only then, will you really understand.”

“That's the thing. I never really had friends so I really don't understand what it's like to be a friend, go out, get to hangout with people. I was either at home, school or work. I would get indifferent when I see people holding hands, or laughing at something another person said. It's like when it comes to that my emotions just...turn off” Azulia looked at him.

“It's best not to get close to anyone. In the end they either leave you once and for all, use you for their own gains, or practically pass away. It's not so bad Azulia. About not having emotions. Makes it much harder for people to read you.” He said looking away for a moment.

“But I do know this, don't let life pass you by like it did mother. Because you never know what good moments you will miss” Azulia said patting his shoulder as gentle as possible.

The young man seemed to freeze as he felt her skin touch his own. This gesture was familiar in a way and yet foreign in others. How could a single girl remind of him of her? They were strangers but in a way they understood each other from the day they met. “You remind me of someone. Someone I fell in love with only to lose her in the end.” He whispered out loud without realizing it.

The guy blinked a few times before nodding. “Sure kid. Whatever you say. Is there anything else you want to know. It can be anything.”

Azulia blinked but didn't comment what he just said. “Was it easy...leaving the gang or did you just find that one window of opportunity to escape?”She asked.

“I was wondering when you would ask this. It was more of an eye opener. You see in order to picture this you needed to be there. It wasn't...how do you say...totally bad. We were more of a family of misfits in a way. Each had joined in order to escape something that we couldn't control ourselves. When I first noticed by recruiter, I was looking down on them but as the years seemed to blend into each other I started wishing to feel something. Anything really.” He explained with a shrug.

“I was hanging out with some friends when it happened. Yes, I was hit as well but not as bad as the others. I held onto one of my buddies as they bled out in my arms. That's when reality hit and my life really began.”

Azulia nodded her head listening to him. “That must have been hard for you. Losing all those people you cared for and who cared for you. It was hard losing my mom. Life just sucks most of the time huh?”She commented as she leaned on the wall.

“Honestly I'm not completely out of the game. There are a few I keep in touch with but no matter how many times I attempt to keep away from them , they just keep coming back. In a way I'm happy they do but I'm still putting them at risk. Something which I never want to do. The one who really raised me was Charles. He was the one who kept me from going to jail and the one who didn't seem keen on letting a 16 year old fugitive ruin his life more.” He said as he looked up at her.

“Charles has been there for me more times than I can count. And I'm grateful for this but it's time to go. Time to keep a distance in order to keep those who you want to keep safe. That's one of the reasons I wanted you to come because once I'm forgotten he’ll need someone to protect him. Even if it looks as if he doesn't.”

“Well it's not the first time I been alone and it might not be the last, I'm fine with staying in the house. Might even take a walk later tonight, get to know this place a lot more. Might look for hiring signs so I can apply for a job if Charles will let me,” She said.

“And by the way Killian, I doubt you could ever be forgotten. He could have easily forgotten my mom, but he didn't and that was well over 15 years ago.” She said going back towards Charles.

Killian bit his lip as he walked towards the woman. His hand then gently placed onto her shoulder, the other on the girl’s upper back, before pulling her into a hug. ”Azulia, for as long as I've know Charles, he hasn't forgotten anyone he's met. Yes, the man will get hurt and tends to heal almost instantly afterwards but I guess that's the price for a person no longer being human. At least not in the death category.”

Azulia blinked when she felt Killian pull her into a hug. Surprised filled her when she heard his words before a smile,lit up on her lips and she wrapped her arms around him returning his hug.

The guy gently kissed her forehead attempting to act like a brotherly figure than a man trying to woe her. “You're rather unforgettable too kiddo. You remind me of someone I once loved. She was stubborn like you but Abigail tend to see the best in everyone. Hell she was the one who tried persuading me to become the gang’s leader just so the death would stop but I refused. Now I wished I did. Maybe then she would have been alive.” He said before releasing her and walking towards the bedroom alone.

Azulia looked at him as he began to walk towards the bed room. She had a feeling they reached an understanding. They both have lost someone they loved very dearly by their actions. Azulia convinced her mom to take the shift so she could get more hours and she was killed on her way home. She wiped her tears and followed after him.

Meanwhile, Charles decided once more try to get into contact with Mr. Cain’s office again. On their way back toward the hallway, they could easily overhear his voice conversing with someone over the phone. Someone stubborn as he tried to reason with them, “I know you’ve said he’s out, but can you tell me when he’ll be back? It’s important I get a hold of Mr. Cain.”

Charles inhaled then sighed, irritation laced his voice, “Yes, I understand, but-”

“Yes… yes… and no, I’m not trying to harass his office but you must- yes. Alright.”

With that, he hung the phone up in a harsh click. He then began to turn to the door as his steps betrayed his approach.

Azulia blinked when she heard his voice talking to someone obviously on the phone as she could only hear his voice. She frowned and looked at Killian wondering who her new guardian was talking to and who this Mr. Cain was. She stayed silent as she continued to eavesdrop and froze when she heard his footsteps approaching the door. She quietly pulled Killian away.

She then turned around and began to walk towards as the door opened. It would look like she was just returning.

Killian didn't pull away from Azulia. His eyes flickered from side to side as questions formed inside his own mind. Cain? Where had he heard that last name before. Wait. Charles couldn’t have meant that mobster of a fox. Could he? The guy bit his lower lip in thought before the girl stopped completely.

“This could end very bad for Charles.” He whispered. “Azulia mind coming with me on a bit of a snooping operation?”

Azulia looked worried and nodded. What could Killian mean? Was Charles was in trouble with someone name Cain. She followed Killian back towards the bedroom being as quiet as she could.

Charles, still irritated, exhaled as the sound of the phone clicked. His hand reached for the hand and gave it a quick twist, pushing outward on his exit. He shifted his eyes side to side before he spoke out loud as he moved down the hallway, [color=#7bcd8]“Alright, since you two are staying, Killian you pay for the food and keep the receipt. I’ll repay you when I get back home. Besides being disgruntled with me, is there anything else you two need?”[/color]

“New paints and pencils would be nice. The ones I bought for christmas are dying on me.” He said in a faked, but still irked tone. In reality this was ploy to keep the teacher away for as long as possible, and giving the two of them extra time to snoop around his room in order to find answers.

The immortal paused, then studied Killian a moment. His hands on his collar and gave it a light tug to keep it from choking him, his figure still and debating on the answer. After several long seconds, Charles subtly nodded his acceptance then breathed through his nose. His foot stepped toward the main entrance door and rested his hand briefly on it when he turned about,[color=#7bcd8] “Take care and I’ll be back as soon as possible, then we can have a talk about this. Please, don’t think about leaving the house. My golems will follow you and when I find you, I’ll haul you back here where I can chew you out over it. Understand?”[/color]

With those last words, he walked out and shut the door behind him.

“What am I? five?”Azulia muttered before looking at Killian. “So where should we start Killian?”She asked him as soon as Charles was out of earshot of them but being quiet enough to where the golems wouldn't hear them.

The man smiled as he glanced at the metal golems. “First we go out to eat and I don't mean take out either. I mean going to a restaurant and eating there so we don't have to clean up. I mean after all I don't know what your favorites are.” He said loudly towards the dogs before lowering his tone.

“There’s this guy I’ve heard of. Someone that every criminal didn't dare to mess with. Mostly due to rumors of him being raised by death himself or some crap. All I know for certain is that we don't want to get on his bad side.”

“Who is this guy and what does he have to do with Charles” She asked looking at him. “I like anything really” She said loudly towards the golems.

The man took the young woman into her new bedroom, shutting the door behind them, before sighing. “There. Hopefully we can sneak out through a window or something. As the answer to your question is unknown. Our loving teacher must have some reason for. Granted there has been one number which he keeps calling constantly. I have a feeling that he's hiding something.”

“Well you are alone in that feeling since I just got here and don't know anyone he knows or what he does in his off hours at work.” Azulia went over to the window and opened it. She expertly popped out the screen. She saw Killian give her a look and she shrugged.

“I often snuck out to the park down the street to practice my magic” She said before anything could be said before getting out the window onto the roof outside.

“That little minx. We’re definitely keeping her around.” He mumbled as he followed her outside and onto the roof. Killian glanced around, looking for those golems and not quite seeing them, before he slowly climbed off down. “Your weren't the only who liked sneaking out. Though in my case it was much easier due to the foster parents not even caring.”

The man glanced around once again and held out his hands. “Jump and I’ll catch you.”

Azulia nodded and jumped down and giggled as she was caught by Killian. “Thanks Killian” She got down and cracked her knuckles. “Ok now where? You know this place better than I do” She asked looking at him .

“I got some general idea on who to call on for that.” He said as two of the metallic golems came into view. The man groaned in disappointment as his eyes glared at the thing he hated most in this world. “So much for our fun. Ready to go for a ride you piece of shit?” The human asked the object. The thing seemed to smile back at him as its tail wagging in the air.

Azulia chuckled and grabbed a large stick not far from where they were. “Hey pretty puppy. Do you wanna play” She said waving the stick in front of it. She threw it far from them. “Go....GET IT!” She said watching it stare at it then her.

“Umm...it’s easier if we take at least a few with us. Or else the others will come after us. Plus where we’re going we’ll need the extra protection. I hate these things.” Killian said as they walked towards the car with their new comrades. He opened the back door and watched them go inside. Then he walked towards the passenger's side and opened it.

Azulia walked over and smiled at him. “Thanks. I think these things are the closest thing I could have as a pet. Just something about their fur made my eyes red and puffy and my skin get all rashy” she said getting into the passenger seat.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Keri Wolf

Mission: Diplomacy

The vampire mostly toned Ssarak out while he spoke with the lord. It wasn't because she was trying to ignore him or found the man boring. In truth the woman found her curious mind forming more questions for him every day and hopefully when she found the course to ask the Esyire would be kind enough to answer. But right now it was best to leave the speaking to someone else. Someone who could reason with this vampire and not say what was on the mind all the time.

”With the demon presence in Tiien, have your lands fared well?”

When those words passed through the air Keri's eyes snapped towards him. [color=silver][i]”Demons huh? I know my home wasn't it the best of conditions but I never taught demons would come here. Then again humans and vampires do seem to pull in death everywhere they go.”[/color][/i] She thought to herself. When the girl heard Lyn ask a question she seemed to snap back to reality.

“Keri, when you bit that rogue Naga, did you know if it infected her or not? I know it’s hard to tell really because she went into Malice, but I’m curious.”

“Huh? Umm...well honestly I didn't think biting her would work at all Lyn. The reason was more on instincts. I grew up with two brothers when I was still human. We weren't blood related so at first it made things more awkward for all of them, mostly because the couple were used to having all boys, but eventually it become easier. We used to get into fist fights and biting matches. Boy did father and mother hate me joining in. Eventually against my mother’s wishes my father taught me how to carve. He would say it would help with my short temper.” She explained. This was the first time the woman had ever mentioned something from the past. Something that made this seem less dark than they actually were.

She tried to listen to the conversation, noting that the Barron glanced their way, making her body tense up in response. The vampire didn't like this at all but there was no way to get his attention off of the other two without endangering everyone there. “Ready?”

”Not really. I don't know why I came back to this area. Maybe I was hoping to see my village again. To see my old house one final time before saying goodbye once and for all. Now I see this was a mistake. I'm not one for peace. My life was recently created to be chaotic and here I am pretending to be the messenger of peace. Then again I did find some things worth fighting for. Colette, you, the college students, and the college itself.” she whispered mostly to herself. When they were excused the girl stretched her arms even when someone stopped them to ask about the college. Once they left Keri cleared her throat.

”I don't know about you all but I'm ready to leave this place behind. And when I say behind as in never come back here again.”

Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

Echo when do you want to start that collab. Not trying to be annoying I'm just wondering.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

SHEDDING THE SKIN ONCE MORE

Location: Reeves Residence-Hudson Valley, NY
Time: Midnight

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Yeong laid across her bed with nothing but silence to keep the ever slowly ticking minutes far from her mind. Granted that this once comforting moment would have been drowned with her twin’s mumbling. How long had it been since Ji suddenly stormed out of the house due to their fight? This wasn’t the first time that one of them had decided that some space was very much needed though it felt strange. As if someone had completely erased the room’s once lightened atmosphere and just added in a small amount of guilt into the stale air. Guilt which had flooded the home completely by now.

The woman glaced at the clock once again, feeling as if she had forgotten something important, before noticing some hurried scribbling upon a sticky note attached to the object. The name seemed to have stuck out like an opened wound. Benjamin Reeves. So that’s why the feeling was there.

A full moon acted like ever werewolves worst enemy. Stripping them of any and all humanity before leaving them with nothing by primal instincts. Not that the young woman truly minded such things. Then again the young woman always did seem to love her more animalistic side instead of the bothersome human form which was caged the beast inside. Human’s were fairly weak compared to most of the supernatural beings in the world and yet they always seemed to survive. No matter what was thrown their way which was why, in a way Yeong was beginning to change her once biase feelings.

”Stop it Yeong. Focus on Ben right now and worry about Ji later. If I’m right about this she’s driving to one of her friend’s house to spend the night. This will allow us both to calm down from the full moon’s effects. When she’s ready then she will return but until then you have a puppy to deal with.” She mentally told herself as she began getting ready. The woman gathered extra cloths inside her backpack along with an old blanket which still had a faint smell of their now deceased pack’s scent embedded into the fabric and a bottle of lotion to keep the dryness of her element at bay.

Once Yeong felt as if she had gathered all that was needed she walked outside the apartment, not daring to look back, while jogging to the boy’s home.

Meanwhile, everything in the manor was dead silent. After Baron left, the agency arranged for Daniel and Lorrie to be invited to a late night performance at the New York City Center on short notice. It was a ploy to keep them from spotting Ben’s scheduled transformation and limit the collateral damage. Everything made sense but the eerie impression of loneliness settled in and create a restlessness within him. It fueled the fear and knowledge about his future, quietly adding negative more to whatever fire they started.

The woman walked straight ahead before turning a corner near the young man’s home. She placed the bag inside a bush before looking around to see if the coast was clear. Thankfully the twins still weren’t registered with the troublesome agency though they both seemed to know that once they caught wind of other werewolves living in New York then they would need to take care of the paperwork. The young woman continued to look around as a couple walked past before undressing. Something which every werewolf learned that was much more easier to change. Once the girl changed forms and walked the pathway.

It left a helplessness within Ben that nothing seemed to put at ease. Casually his feet paused and rested into the carpet, letting them slowly sink in the plush surface. His toes curled then unfurled to dig in deeper in hopes the sensation of something solid under his soles might ground him into the present a little better. Slowly, his left foot began to break off and pace along the already established groove on the surface. Each step retraced the past dentitions and gradually made it deeper as time passed, unable to tame the endless, nervous energy tingling through his system.

With his experience of the last few times, he had actually had the foresight to strip down to his boxers and prepare for the worst. His agency guardian had departed an hour ago to check in on the patrol efforts now scattered throughout Hudson Valley. It left the boy to deal with the upcoming tension and change about to begin, the realisation grated at his confidence in being able to handle this on his own.

As he drew toward the blinds, he paused in thought. Part of him had considered trying to shut himself into the room, close the blinds, and wait until this awful night passed, but from what the agency said… it didn’t matter. The moonlight still held her sway and would draw the animal from him either way. Cautiously, his fingers reached out for the only shield he had against the outside world. Ben pulled the blinding upward causing the pale, transparent moonlight in. A single line striped across his bare chest, well formed by his own toning habits, as it chilled the flesh it touched.

A familiar sensation rippled over him as the transformation began.

A pair of brown eyes searched the blackened side road for any signs of Ben. Since he was just a puppy it shouldn’t be so hard to keep him in one area considering that Yeong was the oldest of the two. While adding in the advantage of elemental powers. Something that the teenager lacked. Then again his kind never evolved as much as they had.

A sudden crashing sound made her ear flicker towards her left, allowing her to assume that the boy had just finished sifting, the splashing sound that that followed afterwards helped pinpoint his position. The route must have been simple, crash through the bedroom window just like before, and landed into the backyard pool.

Benjamin fell deep into the swirling darkness. Breath rushed from his lungs as the hard surface collided with his chest, all the air compressed out in surprise. The water soaked his fur in moments while the tarp caved in. It surrounded him, the plastic cover entangled into his limbs and weighed them farther to the pool bottom. He kicked then thrashed out with his claws. Sounds of rips and tears were easily muffled by churning water bubbling to the surface, his air slowly dwindling to nothing.

When his legs touched the bottom, his blue eyes jerked wide open. His muscles coiled and shoved from the solid perch, shooting him upward. Benjamin broke the surface almost immediately air filled his burning lungs. He lunged forward and tried to paddle to the closest edge. The tarp continued to warp about his hind legs causing him to kick out, his body dipped underwater again, as he thrashed upward to catch another breath. His forepaw managed to thump upon the pool’s stone edges and helped lift him partly out, his chest pushed upon the side.

The thrill of a chase filled the air as Yeong’s lips formed a massively early victory smirk. The wind around her brushed through her pitch black fur, the once brown eyes dulled, as an electric blue took their place. The spell was mostly for show than a warning. Yes, using this simple technique would reveal her position but then again it wouldn’t be much of a fight with such a newborn. More like playing with fire without thinking of the consequences. Easy to get burned then to douse or even tame such a powerful weapon. Her back right paw dig into what felt like the moist damp ground, forcing small amounts of dirt to shift from it’s original placement, allowing an extra lift to her step. The woman’s front left paw soon copied the movement making the dirt the stuck to her pads fall. Getting caught by the makeshift wind.

Water surged up with Benjamin and darkened the white stone, his fur plastered against his muscular form making him look fairly thin compared to his usual mass. His claws clicked and scraped against the surface as he hauled himself out of the pool. A flood of mist expelled from his nose, water collected in his lungs, as his claws scraped across the surface. Glass shards were scattered across the pool area and crunched underneath his paws when he managed to roll onto the deck.

The debri caused a little bit of trouble in case the other werewolf decided to take off right away yet in her own opinion right now the effect looked so damn cool. Yeong steadied her breathing and readied her body for a fairly rough impact. Another advantage which came in handy. Ji had also been the smart one but her pain tolerance always seemed nonexistent unlike the youngest sibling. The girl could pack a punch if she knew the receiving end could handle such a thing. When they could the woman never really held back then again that was when they were just human’s. Now the girl was forced to hold back her strength much more. At least this target didn’t need months to heal but minutes which meant there was no holding back.
Benjamin snorted then sniffed, his nose came to life at the scent of magic and wolf. It mingled in his brain as he started to identify it. A word, disconnected a bit, formed in his intelligence. Yeong…. He didn’t quite understand why a simple word held meaning. His head turned to the property edge and began to move toward it, curious about the sounds and scents beyond it.

The girl lunged forwards, teeth bare and gleaming in the moonlight, as her body shifted diagonally. Most of the weight was distributed towards her upper half in order to knock the boy back into the pool’s water. If this didn’t work then the older werewolf wouldn’t have time to stop, taking the dive inside herself.

When the clicking claws and thumping feet hit close by, Ben’s head whipped about to face the black wolf. His lips curled back in a snarl as she rushed at him. He only moments to react. HIs forearms lowered as his braced, letting the tension form a thick wall of muscle and fur. She connected.

Honestly Yeong hadn't expected the young man to do anything. Yes, the impact had moved him towards the pool’s edge but in reality the girl had expected such an effect to have the desired effect. Mainly the side wolf once again inside the widened pool so she could keep the teenager in a single spot.

Her chest smacked into his shoulder and his claws scratched along the surface. His left side lowered as his right lifted, Yeong’s balance off kilter, while he jerked using her momentum to flip over him.

She knew that she had messed up almost instantly. A foul which the girl hadn't considered until being tossed aside like a rag doll.

Meanwhile his head lowered and snapped at Yeong’s paws, catching her off guard. Between the rush, his angled back and his teeth, the older wolf would be easily tossed into the pool and into the tarp floating between the top and bottom.

The young woman jerked her paw upwards, in attempt to keep from the sharpened teeth from sinking in her own flesh, Though the sudden counter was, in a way, rather amazing to witness. The young puppies that Yeong watched her twin train never seemed to show any signs of intelligence then again the young woman never really stayed around to actually watch them for long. Mostly because she wanted to be free from any and all responsibility from a seemingly idiotic chore. Something that the youngest sibling wished she could go back in time and change.

Her head was the first thing to hit the tarp, followed by her shoulders and midsection, becoming more wrapped around the troublesome object. The last thing to follow was her bottom half. Yeong could feel the rough plastic clinging to her figure dragging her downwards in attempt to claim a new victim for mere fun. Panic filled her own body as the wolf’s lungs slowly started burning, demanding oxygen that was forcefully ripped from her. Yeong’s claws scraped against the object trying to force it to rip apart or never to make it release her from this watery graveyard.

Minutes seemed to pass before it seemed to give way, allowing a small hole in the right corner, to allow a small sliver of moonlight. Again the young woman clawed frantically until to rip became larger. She wormed her body through the hole only to manage to get her paw stuck in the narrow part. In a way Yeong’s mind told her she was going to die and another part called out for her siblings help. Everything happened so fast and here she was, helpless to save her own skin. The girl mentally growled as she twisted and turned her paw free and swam to the surface. She took a deep breath and glanced around noting a fleeting figure in the distance.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Keri Wolf

Location: Hysteria (Djarkel)

The rune slowly provided the much needed relief for the vampire though the familiar feeling of her short temper slowly seemed to ignite the sleeping embers inside her soul. In a way the young woman should have expected a move like this and yet for someone to use such a place for a cheap shot had caught her completely off guard.

The girl bit her tongue in order to keep from doing something very stupid. What was the point in going to this place? Why had she come to this specific mission without really pondering over the other missions? In a way Keri knew the real answer to her questions granted that the last reasoning wasn't totally truthful. Yes she had come here to help the college and to protect the others from harm to the best of her ability but there was another answer that seemed to stick out from her mind. Much more than the other answers.

The ringing of a bell caused the woman’s eyes to flicker upwards towards a large staircase. The girl listened quietly as the person spoke, finally successful in pushing the feeling off to the side to take out upon her teacher during their training session later on. When the host mentioned a fact everyone knew the vampire couldn't help but scoff.

” Vampires may have immortality but at the cost of drinking the blood of mortals. For those who you've come to trust this can be dangerous. We take lives from others just to continue living our empty lives. Aarem is just someone who loves causing pain towards others without a second thought towards the outcome. He has us playing pawns in a small sick twisted world and personally I'm not one for playing such moronic games. I’m only here for two reasons Colette and the one who turned me. So the God can take his blessings for me and shove them up his ass for all I care because I don't need them.” she mentally commented. This wasn't the first time the young woman had thought this and nor would it be the last.

When the speech was over the students had gathered to congratulate the Barron though Keri stayed a little bit farther behind the small group. This was so the others could speak towards the man instead of her. That and this provided time for the girl to calm down. When Lyn spoke the woman couldn't help but feel a smile form on her lips. ”Yes I'm alright Lyn. Though since I do believe Ssarak has this handled I vote we just stay quiet. At least for now.”