Once in everyone's life, well actually now a days it's more like every other day, they read of a magical land where fairy tales come to life. Charming is a little town deep into the small town territory. Here there are two girls reaching out for love in a hidden world.
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Elementary: X Middle:X High School: x Park:xX Pool: x Restaurant1:X Restaurant2:x Sports Field: X Library: X Bowling Alley:X Houses: Rosalyn's Apartment Complex:xx Emma's House:XX Mia's house: xx Rilynn's/Klaus' House Front: xx Rilynn's/Klaus' House Back:xx
Posted: Wed May 14, 2014 12:14 am
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ROSALYN MARIE SUMMERS
ι cαυgнт yσυ ℓσσкιи' Nicknames: Rosie, Rosie-Posie, Rosa, Rose Age: 16 Date of Birth: April 12th, 1998 Skin: Peachy; not quite pale, but not dark, either Height:: 5ft.4in. Weight: 137 lbs. Eye Color: Brown Hair Color: Brown (Natural) Markings: Scars on lower back and legs; caused by werewolf claws Race: Human Sexuality: Lesbian Friends: Mia Jones and Emma Clark
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Rosalyn was born and raised in charming. For the first fifteen years of her life, she lived as the only child to her parents and had a rather ordinary childhood. In 8th grade, Rosalyn and her friends formed a band called "Simple Charm" - of which she is the singer.
The summer of that year, they were attacked by a werewolf during a full moon. While Rosalyn wasn't bitten, her friends were. The following year, she came out as a lesbian to her parents, and was kicked out of her home. Other than occasionally passing by them in town, Rosalyn hasn't talked to them since. Now emancipated, she spends her time working, performing and going to school.
On stage, Rosalyn is vibrant, exuberant and outgoing. She pours her heart into her music, and writes her own lyrics. Off stage, she is more serious. Due to trust issues and the need to protect her friends, Rosalyn politely keeps her distance from most people.
yσυ ∂σит киσω мє ℓιкє тнαт Personal Quotes: "Your gold when your a kid. When your a kid, everythings new. Like dawn, the way you dig sunsets, Ponyboy, that's gold. Keep it that way, its a good way to be." - Johnny Cade, The Outsiders
"Next to acquiring good friends, the best acquisition is that of good books." - Charles Caleb Colton
"The best revenge is to live on and prove yourself." - Eddie Vedder
Theme Song:"Try" by Pink Work: Relax Cafe. It is the town's most popular cafe, and a popular place for teenagers to come after school. It is owned and run by Mia's family. Hobbies: Reading, writing, spending time with Mia and Emma, singing, stargazing Talents: Singing, cooking, writing Likes: Anything Sweet, Books, Sunsets, Reptiles Dislikes: Bitter foods, Smoke, Dogs Fears Ending up alone, being in a car crash, large dogs, getting lost Extra: Main Color is Hot Pink; Secondary Color is Magenta. Her life-long dream is to be a writer. My God: (Venamisa)
EMMA LESLEY CLARK
ι cαυgнт yσυ ℓσσкιи' Nicknames: Ems, Red, Lil' Red Age: 17 Date of Birth: February 2nd, 1997 Skin: Fair-skinned, in spite of the fact that she is outdoors every day. Height: 5ft. 1in. Weight: 115 lbs. Eye Color Brown, with a slight hint of red Hair Color Naturally red Markings An old, ghastly looking bite mark from a werewolf attack on her left leg - hidden by her boots. Race Werewolf Sexuality Straight/Bi-curious Friends: Rosalyn Summers and Mia Jones
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Emma lived in Sacramento, California with her family. Her parents divorced the summer before fifth grade, and she was forced to move to Charming with her mother. She flunked the first time and repeated the fifth grade. It was there that she met Rosalyn and Mia. The three became fast friends. In spite of the divorce, Emma's childhood was still a happy one. She sees her father and brothers every so often.
In 8th grade, Emma and her friends formed a band called "Simple Charm" - of which she is the drummer and backup singer. The summer of that year, they were attacked by a werewolf during a full moon. Emma jumped in to save Rosalyn, and was bitten in the resulting fight.
Emma is a hyperactive thrill seeker, and tends to be reckless. If there is danger, she will often put herself in the thick of it. She's also boisterous, rude and willing to bend the rules to get her way. With all that said, she's learned how to keep some secrets.
yσυ ∂σит киσω мє ℓιкє тнαт Personal Quotes: (couldn't think of any as of yet) Theme Song Headstrong, by Trapt Work Doesn't have a job. Hobbies Skating, Parkour, Roller Derby, spending time with friends Talents: Playing the drums, singing, fast, quick healing factor/increased strength and sharper senses. Likes: Foods that are meaty or cheesy, competitive sports/activities, heavy metal, punk and alternative music, spending time with Rosalyn, Mia and her family. Dislikes: Cats, Other werewolves, perfume and other strong scents, all citrus fruit, most vegetables Fears: Being rejected by her family, heights, other werewolves besides Mia, people close to her dying Extra: Main color is Crimson; Secondary color is Red. Her life-long dream is to be a professional skater. (Anything we've missed that you would like to mention?) My God: (Venamisa)
MIA LYNN JONES
ι cαυgнт yσυ ℓσσкιи' Nicknames: Mimi, Lazybutt, Spider Age: 16 Date of Birth: January 10th, 1998 Skin Predominately Caucasian, with a slight olive undertone Height 5ft. 6in. Weight 124lbs (Realistic please!) Eye Color Light blue Hair Color Naturally blonde, dyes it a different color each month. Markings An old, ghastly looking bite mark from a werewolf attack on her left side - hidden by her clothes. Also has a small, black star tattoo on her left butt cheek. Race Werewolf Sexuality Bisexual
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Born and raised in Charming, Mia had a fairly normal and happy childhood. In 8th grade, Mia and her friends formed a band called "Simple Charm" - of which she is a keyboardist or guitarist.
The summer of that year, Mia and her friends were attacked by a werewolf during a camping trip. She was in shock at first, watching as Rosalyn was attacked and Emma failed to fight it off. Rather than charge in blindly, she threw rocks at it and caused it to go after her. She was also bitten, though wasn't hurt as badly.
Mia is calm, cool and collected on stage. She plays her instruments with precision. At most she'll flash the audience a smile here and there. She is lax by nature, and tends to procrastinate. Yet, when push comes to shove, she's not afraid to step up and take responsibility.
yσυ ∂σит киσω мє ℓιкє тнαт Personal Quotes (couldn't come up with any as of now). Theme Song:Lazy Song, by Bruno Mars Work: Works at Relax Cafe with her brothers and Rosalyn. Hobbies Sleeping, drawing, painting, stargazing with Rosalyn, playing video games and playing her instruments. Talents: Can play both the keyboard and guitar really well, drawing, ambidextrous, fast, quick healing factor/increased strength and sharper senses. Likes Sleeping, eating, video games - especially old-school Nintendo ones - any shade of green, flowers, taking naps outside, and music she considers "easy listening". Dislikes: School, work, anything productive outside of performing, sports of any kind, cottage cheese, other werewolves besides Emma Fears: Being outed as a werewolf, small spaces, other werewolves, failure. Extra:Main color is Dark Green. Secondary color is Lawn Green. Mia wants to be a tattoo artist when she gets out of school. My God: (Venamisa)
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Rilynn Eadwig Maern
ι cαυgнт yσυ ℓσσкιи' NicknamesRyn,Mae AgeLooks 17 really 170 Date of Birth May 10, 1844 Skin White Height5’8 Weight 128 lbs Eye Color Green Hair Color Greenish brown Markings Two crosses burned in the inside of her wrists, and bite scars on the edge of her neck Race Vampire SexualityBisexual
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Rilynn was a part of a rich southern plantation family; in a time where the United States was trying to put the last of the band-aids on the bleeding leg that was slavery. Her family owned 17 slaves, two of which were Rilynn’s and Klaus’ close friends. Of course their father had no idea of the matter. Then when Rilynn was 17 the civil war tore the nation into two halves. This is when the two siblings decided to sneak their two slaves away towards the north. Half way through Virginia they were stopped by a squad of solders; with them was Alyss. Rilynn didn’t know what happened next, for her nose was smashed in by a solder. 153 years later Rilynn found herself in the little town of Charming, searching for her brother. They had split 50 years earlier after watching the first Beetles concert in America. The reason she came to find him in the first place, was that he was leaving a bloody trail through the town. After finding him, she decided to settle down to try and change him; like every other teenage girl and a bad boy.
yσυ ∂σит киσω мє ℓιкє тнαт Personal Quotes “In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: It goes on.”- Robert Frost “Beauty, to me, is about being comfortable in your own skin. That, or a kick-a** red lipstick.”-Gwyneth Paltrow “Beauty is ageless.”-Dr Euno Laszlo Theme SongBeautiful~Eminem Work Rilynn has worked many jobs and put tons of money into the bank and the stock market, now she simply enjoys life and simply changes around stock and pulls money out the bank. Hobbies Writing in her journal, running, theatre, singing, playing piano, martial arts. Talents Piano, most subjects in school, fighting, seducing men Likes piano Martial arts Shy girls Dislikes Worthless death Bullying Rain Fears Lighting Thunder Fire Extra N/A My God (PrincessxXxmaeray)
ι cαυgнт yσυ ℓσσкιи' NicknamesN/a Agelooks 21 174 Date of Birth June 25, 1840 Skin White Height 5’11 Weight 157 lbs Eye ColorBlue Hair Color Dark brown Markings Cross burn scar on his chest. Scars all over his chest and back. Race Vampire Sexuality Straight
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Klaus was 15 when he first heard the stories, the stories of vampires and werewolves. At the time, Klaus fancied the thought of being a magical creature. He envisioned himself being super strong and fast, and being able to compel people. As he grew older, he began to draw what he imagined they would look like huge fangs, red bloodshot eyes, and blood seeping out of the corner of their mouths. Each and every day he would secretly hide in a tree on their property and draw these figures that plagued his every thought. That was until he was 21 and the war broke out. Through the years his sister and him found friendship in two of their slaves. Once the shooting began to make its way down into the south, Klaus convinced his sister to run away to protect and free the two slaves. And so they ran. Once solders stopped them, and the butt of a rifle smashed Rilynn’s nose in, everything seemed to slow down. He watched as the women, by the name of Alyss, struck out and tore the throat out of the nearest solder. Two turned and rose their rifles but they weren’t fast enough. Alyss’ veins began to run black beneath her eyes. That’s when he felt this sharp sting in his stomach and everything began to fade black. Now Klaus knows nothing but being a creature of the night, he hunts and kills when he pleases or if his thirst becomes even the little bit of quenched. There isn’t a single person who would be able to control him. That is until his little sister showed up to try and restore the humanity in him. He was having fun, and he didn’t want to stop.
yσυ ∂σит киσω мє ℓιкє тнαт Personal Quotes “It takes 43 muscles to frown and 72 muscles to say go ******** yourself…well worth the extra effort.”~marcards “by not caring too much what other people think, I am able to think for myself and propagate ideas which are very often unpopular. And I succeed.”~Albert Ellis
Theme Song Good Life~Three Days Grace Work He is posing as a High School teacher. Hobbies Drinking, protecting people in need, hunting. Talents He is an incredible hunter and fighter. He can seduce women easily. He can play the piano very well Likes drinking Dancing Hunting Rain Beautiful women Dislikes hates bullies and wrong doers Crying Stuck up self righteous people Fears Fire/heated objects Falling in love Dying alone Extra He tries to only kill people who deserve it, unless he must or they are in his way or you he needs some fun. My God (princessxXxmaeray)
ι cαυgнт yσυ ℓσσкιи' NicknamesNaomi Age22 Date of BirthApril 23, 1991 SkinPale Height5’6 Weight125 Eye Color blue Hair Colorred Markings
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that symbol is tattooed on the inside of her right wrist and behind her right ear. SexualityLesbian Power(s)able to turn into a stone gargoyle who can fly.
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Lailah Naomi Latimelia was not really born using the common method. Her birth was that truly from the will of God, or at least that is what is has been told since she opened her eyes for the first time. She was born into the Gargoyle Order, a secret order of gargoyles whose sole purpose in this life was eradicating the evil filth from the world. It has been told from the religious leader of the order that an archangel sent them from heaven to combat the hordes sent from the fallen angel Lucifer. All other supernatural beings were considered a part of this horde, and received no mercy from the order of godly killers. Lailah had only spent 20 years in this order, training since she could walk to use the holy weapons, but she had killed scores of the beasts, vampires, werewolves, witches, and some other queer beings. The best of her generation, and also the one to lose the most. During a raid on a vampire coven, she saw the most beautiful creature she had ever laid eyes on. Her comrades quickly disposed of the unsuspecting vampires, but her blessed blades could bring themselves up to sever the head of this evil but beautiful creature. Before anyone realized the female was in fact not being sent back to its dark maker, Lailah broke her oath and escaped with her. For three weeks, she hid her sin in room within her home in the church. For three weeks, none of the other protectors knew of her deceit, and then her brother found the vampire hiding under his sister’s bed. He dragged the creature with his stronger strength by the hair into the middle of the church, and forced her to her knees in front of the cross. Shouting for everyone to come he cut her head off and through her into the sunlight. Her body burned and Lailah wept. The next day she disappeared from the order forever. 2 years later she found herself in the forest around Charming, a forest that was filled with the scent of beings she was sent from the divines to kill.
yσυ ∂σит киσω мє ℓιкє тнαт Personal Quote(s) “There was once beauty in the world, no it is bleak and has no hold on me.” ~anon “God sent me to kill you demon, and kill you I shall.”~anon “Wing to fly, Eyes to see, Ears to hear, Hands to send you to hell…”~anon Theme Song
Goal(s) Lailah doesn’t have a goal she is but a lost wanderer Hobbies She loves to draw, specially people. Talents Drawing Fighting Likes Drawing Training to perfect her skills Silence Dislikes Beings who seek to harm others for pleasure Rain Being lied too Fears Deathly afraid of spiders Being found by the order Extra she is extremely lonely… My God PrincessxXxmaeray
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Name: Rodimus Cane
Age: 63
Race: Werewolf
Sexuality: Straight
Personality: Rodimus is most definitely a predator. He often stalks prey until he is certain that he may take them. He enjoys exacting revenge for even the most miniscule of insults, and takes great pleasure in revenge that is often far more devastating. He admires young girls in particular, both for eating and other purposes
He leads his pack of wolves with a no-nonsense attitude, often killing those who dare disobey him. His followers are loyal to a fault, since anything less is not tolerated. . Rodimus is a very patient man, but often makes hasty decisions when that patience wears thin.
Background: Not much is known about Rodimus as of yet. He is the man who turned Mia and Emma into werewolves when he was deep into his transformation. All three girls fear him. An incident occurred between Rodimus and Rosalyn; the details are a secret, but this incident caused Rosalyn great personal harm.
Personality: Both were kind, caring parents to Rosalyn at one point. Maxwell is more reserved than Judy, who is far more outgoing. Often seen as good, moral people by most of the town, with the misfortune of having a rebellious child. Maxwell and Judy follow their beliefs without question, and are under the impression that they're giving Rosalyn "tough love" by kicking her out. Once Rosalyn realizes that she "needs help", they'll take her back with open arms.
Background: Nearly a year apart in age, Maxwell and Judy met in high school. They dated for a month, and Judy found herself pregnant with Rosalyn. As per the beliefs of their families, they were forced to get married. Though mutually resented at first, they grew to honestly love each other in time. Together with assistance from their parents, they raised Rosalyn with love and conviction.
They willingly supported her decision to form a band, and believed Rosalyn to have been attacked by a dog during a fateful camping trip. When she came out to them, it was suggested that they see a therapist and "work things out". When Rosalyn refused to cooperate, they believed it best to kick her out until things changed. Surely, living in the "real world" without any help would be enough to make her see the light.
Unknown to Rosalyn as of yet, Judy is pregnant with another child.
Extra: The linked picture shows a future version of the parents, with previously mentioned child.
Personality: Mia's parents are very easy-going, yet determined to help their children lead happy lives. Very open and supportive, they've allowed their children to discover themselves - even if it disagrees with their own ideals and beliefs. They know everything about their daughter, and love her unconditionally.
Background: Richard and Kate met at Relax Cafe, which was then owned by Kate's parents. Kate served him one day, and genuinely connected. After several months of Richard coming to the cafe for her, Kate boldly asked him out on a date. From there, a relationship began to form, and the rest is history. When the girls became friends, they formed a friendship with Rosalyn's parents.
They happily encourage the girls and their band, since the girls are responsible enough to put their studies first - for the most part. They believe it is a positive outlet, considering other ways teens have been known to spend their time. Richard and Kate were the only parents who were present during the night their girls were attacked. Richard arrived to find the girls felled by what he believed to be a large dog, and scared it off by shooting at it. When it was later discovered that a werewolf had bitten them, and what that made Mia and Emma, Rosalyn was asked to keep their secret. She did just that.
After the incident in which Rosalyn was kicked out, they took her in for a while. They'd eventually give her a job when she opted for emancipation, and still offer their home to her to this day. They're the only parents who know anything about supernatural creatures; admittedly, it isn't very much.
Extra: This picture is of a young Mia in the park, with her parents.
Personality: Jared is fairly lazy, in spite of his brilliance. Sherry, meanwhile, is driven to succeed. Sherry wishes for Emma to find a more suitable career, but knows not to push too far, fearing that Emma would leave her.
Background: Jared and Sherry met on an online dating site, and hit it off pretty well. After a year of correspondence, Sherry left Charming in order to be with him in California. When their conflicting goals and dreams began to cause strife in their home, they divorced amiably. Sherry then moved back to Charming, and the rest is history. Jared and the rest of the family still visit from time to time, and they have a friendly relationship.
Sherry was adamantly against the formation of Simple Charm at first, but eventually gave in when she realized how happy it made Emma. When Emma and Mia were attacked, Jared and Sherry believed it to be the work of a large dog. Neither know the truth, since Emma is too afraid to tell them. Sherry never cared for Rosalyn's parents, and now hates them for throwing their daughter out. She's not close to Mia's parents, but respects them.
Extra: If the first picture works, it is a painting that Jared did for them. If not, the second one is a picture of Sherry with a newly born Emma.
Personality: Very passionate about his work. Talkative. Very kind are caring for others.
Background: Blake was eight when he first moved to charming, and up until that point, he life had been quite boring and very much normal. He was from a poor family with his future pointing him in the direction of community college, if any for that matter, and then a wife at a young age, having children and never moving up the social ladder. The first day he moved in with his loving parents, he saw the woman of his dreams. Of course she looked much older than him at the time, but that didn’t faze him in slightest as he marched up to the woman walking across the street and demanded her attention. The woman bent down and smiled at the little boy as he tugged on her shirt. “I going to marry you one day.” She had laughed at him, no not at him but to herself; she was surprised was all. “Oh really, don’t you think I’m a little old for you?” he shook his head and smiled a toothy grin at her. “Well you should at least learn my name first shouldn’t you? That is if you are going to marry me.” He grinned and held out, more up then anything, and said proudly. “My name is Blake Delaware O’Byrant.” She smiled and shook his hand in return.” Pleasure to meet you, I’m Rilynn Eadwig Maern” His hand then closed around her hand tightly and he pulled her back to the moving truck. “Mama, Papa look isn’t she pretty…She going to be my wife.” His mother laughed and looked at her apologetically and she merely smiled.” Would you like help moving in?” After helping them move in she said her goodbyes and continued down the street. A week later a check with a million dollars written on it was pushed under the door with a note saying. “For his college fund, make sure my future husband follows his dream of becoming whatever he wishes. ~Rilynn”
After pushing extremely hard through high school and actually making his way into Harvard and pushing even harder, he became the youngest doctor in the state only 21. He met his actual future wife in high school a plain looking girl who made him laugh a lot, and when he returned from his schooling, he married her the very first time they saw each other again. That’s when the note appeared under his door. “I see you followed your dream Mr. O’Byrant and for that I am very happy for you. Chances are you don’t remember who I am other than the one who paid for your college and left some for your savings. I would like to meet you again last time I saw you were only 8 I believe. Here’s my number: 480-555-6278. ~Rilynn.” Of course he met up with her and upon seeing the super young woman in front of him who spoke with a pleasant voice that seemed to be full of words that somehow weren’t apart of this time. She asked about his life and he thanked her for everything. Then she told him her secret about the hidden beings within the world. After 4 years, he became very popular with the super natural beings and became the “specialist”. Whenever Rilynn needed anything, he dropped everything and tried to help her in any way he could. He was the closest she has ever came to having her friend
Names: (From left to right) Sara Vandercoy, Max Fairview, Kyle Markov, Amanda Perkins
Ages: 18, 16, 19, 18
Races: Humans
Sexualities: All of them are straight.
Group Info: Sara, Kyle and Amanda started a band together not long after hearing Simple Charm preform. They believed that since they were Sophomores, they could do better than a bunch of "kids". Amanda's parents were more than happy to provide instruments and lessons for everyone, and in as little as six months, the Iron Crows had been formed. Unfortunately for them, writing songs didn't work out. They eventually reached out to Max, who had recently moved up to their class due to his high intelligence. He agreed to write their songs and do all their computer-generated sounds, in exchange for payment. Though decently talented, Simple Charm often out preforms them.
Amanda, Sara and Kyle are not beyond cheating and sabotage to make themselves appear better than Simple Charm; they've successfully stolen songs, and have no problem with smearing their names. Max stays out of it and is often exasperated by their methods, but would rather not get involved. Amanda and Kyle are currently dating.
Rosalyn's Trig: first period Health: second period Gym: third period Art/Home Ec: fourth period Lunch: fifth period English Lit: sixth period Biology: seventh period Social Studies: eighth period
Rilynn's Trig: First period Biology: Second period Gym: Third period Social Studies: Fourth period Lunch:fifth period English Lit: sixth period Theater: seventh period Woodshop: eighth period
In the darkness of a moonless night, the stars were free to take center stage. They glistened and glinted like a sea of shimmering diamonds, dancing in their own, small way. Rosalyn would have taken the time to watch them, had she not been running to what she considered a very important venue. The chilly, August air cut through her skin like a knife, but she hardly noticed it. She mentally tore through the lyrics to her songs, going over them and the order of their set. Tonight, Rosalyn and her friends were performing a concert to celebrate the end of another summer vacation - something they had done last year, as well. This time, they'd be playing a packed house. The thought of performing for all those people sent a thrill of excitement through her.
"Rosie-posie, there you are~!" a red-haired girl called out excitedly. Beside her stood another, taller girl with bright blue hair - freshly dyed, since they'd seen each other earlier. Rosalyn felt a lightness in her heart as she ran over to them, grinning so hard that it hurt.
"Em! Mia!" She responded in kind, running to meet them. The redhead ran toward her as well. The next thing she knew, they were hugging.
"You won't believe how many people are here! This is going to be soooooo much fun~!"
The two carried on like that for a few minutes. The brunette briefly lost herself to the excitement, happily pulling apart the mask she used in every day life. For a while, she could pretend to be someone without worries or concerns. Someone open. Someone free.
It was moments like this that made living worthwhile.
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Beth, I hear youc a l l i n ' But I can't comeh o m e right now Me and the boys arep l a y i n ' And we just can'tf i n d the sound
xxx Klaus glanced around, with a slight glint in his eye, at the gathering crowd that slowly hustled to the make shift stage toward the back of the little gathering. Every second of the movement around him was captured in perfect clarity, but he was looked for the best kind of clarity, beauty. He wanted, no needed, the flawless skin pressed against his lips, as he slowly turned their hormone infused haze into utter horror and pain. Of course, he could compel them into believing it was only pleasure they felt, but atlas there is no fun in that now is there. He skittered over the crowd with a hunter’s eye, and found the perfect little darling for the night. Klaus couldn’t help himself. He just loved the way her hair tried to reach down and grasp her neck, but oh he was going to make this brunette wish for a different grasp very soon. Oh and the challenge, two close friends by her side…oh the fun. Klaus almost giggled in wonderment and joy. Rilynn glanced around, with an almost bored expression painted across her face; at this makeshift crap, they are trying to call a concert. Leave it to the small town to slap some two by fours together, throw a crappy high school band on stage, add a few bloody drinks, and call it a night of music and fun.' All the while not a single one of them know that a stalking hunter is watching the pulse beat in the curve of their neck, almost like watching the clock tick their last hour away. Of course, Rilynn loved her brother, but lately he had lost track of his humanity and she was there to bring it back. She hated this cocky, ego driven, sarcastic a*****e, she wanted to break away this layer of the onion and find the more enjoyable layer underneath. Then she smelt him. After 117 years, she has become accustomed to his scent. It was a deliciously sweet smell; one that sat in your nose and made you feel warm inside. She turned her head towards this rich smell and found its creator, her brother. He was dressed in his plain black t-shirt and black jeans. " Found you."Then she watched as her brother began to move towards three females with a glint she knew very well. " Bloody hell …"
Beth, I know you'rel o n e l y And I hope you'll bea l r i g h t Cause me and the b o y s will be playin' Alln i g h t
Mia leaned back against the cafe, smirking in amusement at her friends' antics. They always got like this before a concert, and this one was their biggest yet. It was no wonder they were acting like little kids! Sheesh! She rolled her eyes at them when they motioned for her to come join them, but obliged without complaint. As she walked, she took in the sights, sounds and smells of the party that had overtaken the area. Popcorn, bratwurst, gyros and other sorts of food stands were positioned pretty much everywhere, along with several balloon dart games and a station for little kids to paint their faces. Children and fellow teenagers roamed the streets with a sort of careless abandon; only the youngest seemed content to remain with their parents. It wasn't much compared to larger cities, but this end-of-summer celebration had it's own special charm to it.
"Mia~!" Emma cried, forcing her into a group hug with Rosalyn. She accepted it with her usual faux-annoyed grunt, joining in without a second thought. "Woohoo~! We're gonna rock the house! Oh, maybe I can do a flip off stage!
Mia lightly smacked the redhead's head. "No! Bad Emma!" she teased. "Remember what happened last time?" The drummer crossed her arms and started to pout, her childish side coming out full-force.
"That guy got quite the peek, didn't he? I know I did!" Rosie chimed in, winking. A flush of pink colored Mia's pale cheeks.
"Come to think of it, I got a good look myself. You had those little pink undies on, if I recall..."
"You guys are assholes!" Emma muttered sullenly. Rosie laughed, and so did Mia. The redhead was ******** adorable when she acted like a brat! Unfortunately, The moment quickly turned sour. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed someone looking in their direction. Normally, the trio shrugged off things like that - of course they'd get noticed by someone, being in a band and all. This guy though, he was different. First of all, he looked at least a few years older than them. A bit too old for the teenage rock band scene. She couldn't tell what his expression was from so far away, but something just felt wrong about him. Rather than risk being accousted by a possible creeper, or ruin her friends' happiness, she decided to direct them toward the stage.
"We should probably get a move on, or we won't have time to warm up." She told them simply, forcing herself to look away from the strange man.
"Hell yeah! Let's get to it!" Mia exclaimed.
Rosalyn beamed. "Couldn't have said it better myself."
"Indeed." Mia stayed close behind Rosalyn and Emma, chatting and smiling with them the whole way. It wouldn't due to startle them now, so close to their performance. She'd just have to watch out for that guy, and see if he was a threat. If so, there would be hell to pay.
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Beth, I hear youc a l l i n ' But I can't comeh o m e right now Me and the boys arep l a y i n ' And we just can'tf i n d the sound
xxx The sudden bone-chilling shiver that ran down Rilynn’s spine forced a huff of air to escape from her cold lips. She was actually quite afraid she wouldn’t be able to stop Klaus from killing one of these girls tonight. He was always the better fighter and hunter for that matter; though it wouldn’t even take that much to convince one of these petty human to fall into his arms like a princess and he her shinning prince. Nevertheless, one glace to his eyes and she would be gone. She would but gaze into his piercing blue eyes and feel herself drowning and lost in those great sapphire lakes, soon she would feel a calm sweep over her, and then she would never remember as he pressed his lips against her smooth pulsing throat.
xxx Klaus caught the redhead’s glance towards him. He grinned and in a whisper as quiet as a shadow, “Oh do make this as hard as you possible can little duckling. My mother always told me to never play with my food, but why fight the urge of the chase. To laugh as your hope slowly drains from your face as I slowly follow your every footstep. Hmmm, should I but follow all three and have myself a little party. I could slowly drain all hope and definitely blood for that matter from the three of them and have quite the feast. However, it would be such a challenge to get only one far away from the rest. I do like the look of that brunette, and to drink from her delicate frame would just be simply delightful.”
xxx Klaus decided as he saw for a moment the crowd’s eyes jump to the stage as some woman began to gibber something that had no hold on his ears, to use a bit of his real speed to appear closer to them. Everything began to slow around him, or it would seem as for a second he reached a speed, which made the world almost stop. Not even a blink of an eye passed and he appeared behind them. He straightened and put on his famous charming smile and gave a little laugh. With a voice that was normal but at the same time sexy and smooth. “Hello ladies, I’m actually new to this town and I was wondering if you could give me some directions. I lost my phone somewhere along the way, otherwise I would have called my sister and asked her where to go. I am going to a new teacher at the school and I got a little lost trying to find it. Luckily for me I heard all the noise. I probably would have been lost for days in this bloody maze of a town.”He looked sheepishly into their eyes and tested the waters with his compelling. Only the brunette’s eyes responded well with, he had to keep that in mind. Klaus grinned, thinking of a plan that would make this process so much easier. He would create a distraction, one that would take everyone’s eyes far from him. This distraction would only take a second. He would kill someone. Rip his or her body apart so fast no one will see him. It is then that he will get the girls to safety with concern ripping his body.
xxx Rilynn cursed under her breath as she blinked and he was gone. The next moment she found him behind the girls with a perfect façade. Her first intent was to run in and stop him right there for the sake of the innocent looks found in each of the girls. 'If I try to stop him here it will create quite the scene and many would get hurt. Instead, I should wait until he thinks he has his prey, when he is alone with her, far from watching eyes and listening ears.' Rilynn released a long sigh from her lips once again, and closed her eyes listening intently to her brother’s words, thinking and hoping she would be able to stop him when the time came upon her.
Beth, I know you'rel o n e l y And I hope you'll bea l r i g h t Cause me and the b o y s will be playin' Alln i g h t
OutOfCreativity: So I was thinking that he would captured Rose and then Rilynn would save her. What do you think about that?
(The one who noticed Klaus was Mia - who has blue hair as of now. Emma - the redhead - did not).
~Rosalyn~
"Couldn't have said it better myself." Rosalyn agreed, as the three of them headed toward the stage.
"Indeed." Mia replied with her usual lazy air. Walking closer to the stage, they talked and laughed amongst themselves. Before they could actually get there, a man approached them. Mia responded by slightly stepping in front of Rosalyn. It was a miniscule gesture, but it was one that she knew all too well. Emma seemed to pick up on this as well, and sniffed the air. It was startling to watch Emma's eyes widen, then narrow dangerously. A low, rumbling growl escaped her throat, and she too stepped up in a protective gesture.
"Guys?" She asked, wondering what could have set them off. They seemed to ignore her in favor of staring at the man. It wasn't long before Rosalyn did, too. He was tall - so much taller than her - and looked to be a few years older as well. His pale, flawless skin was something to envy, and his hair appeared to be darker than her own. Though she had no particular interest in men, he looked rather handsome and charming - much like a fairytale prince.
The three of them listened as the man explained his perdicament - a lost newcomer to the town, and soon to be a teacher at one of the schools. His laugh was rich, full and infectious - and those eyes! Looking at him directly, she caught a glimpse of those beautiful, sparkling sapphires. All too quickly, she found any trace of apprehension slipping away. How could such a beautiful, charming man be even the tiniest bit threatening?
"Yeah, this place can be confusing." She agreed, smiling sheepishly. A faint warmth spread across her face. "Where are you trying to go? Maybe I could help?"
~Emma~
"Rosie, we don't have time!" Emma insisted, having quickly caught on to the danger at hand. Now that they were closer to the stranger, it was quite clear that he wasn't normal. Too handsome, too charming, too enticing. It would have been a perfectly flawless facade, had she not caught the scent of something sickly sweet. Though muddled by the many different scents that permeated the air, it was clear that his simply didn't belong. Her nose crinkled in disgust, as did Mia's. Something wasn't right here. Whoever this guy was, he had to be bad news. Only two things she knew carried that horrid smell. Neither of them were safe to be around.
Rosie ignored her in favor of smiling at the man. "Oh, it won't take long, I'm sure. She insisted, her tone sounding a tad off-kilter. Emma couldn't place it, but her friend seemed far from her usual self. Another growl ripped through her throat, this one far louder and a little less human. Though far from the full moon, she would rip into him like a beast.
The b*****d was doing something to her friend, and she wasn't going to take that lying down. Neither would Mia, who pushed Rosie subtly more behind her.
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Beth, I hear youc a l l i n ' But I can't comeh o m e right now Me and the boys arep l a y i n ' And we just can'tf i n d the sound
xxx Rilynn looked through the night sky that darkening to the point that without the surrounding lights of the buildings, one would get lost in the shadows oh so easily. Her body was getting tense as she counted the seconds away, wishing this moment didn’t feel like hours. Then, she grinned as she watched the two girls step into the defensive position between Klaus and his target. She knew there was something entirely different about these two; they weren’t human for certain. Then the growls reached her listening ears. Her mind instantly snapped back to the first time she heard the sound.
~Chicago, 1921~
xxx Rilynn stepped through the door and turns at the sound of her name. ” Oh sister of mine, wait for your dear bother won’t you.” A smile began its infectious spread across her face as she held out her hand for her brother who was two steps behind her in a classy grey suit with a golden trim. " Oh of course brother. " For the night they danced and laughed and drank. It was the 20’s and everything was riding high. People had money and they spent it freely in clubs just as these. It was this night that Rilynn first heard the growl for the first time. It was the night she and her brother had watched the bloody werewolf tear through sixteen people under the unforgiving moon, until Klaus ripped its heart out of course.
~Charming, present day~
xxx Klaus’ eyes flashed dangerously as the growl clicked also in his mind like a burning hot dagger. Of course, he feared the bite, the bite that would kill him. He had heard of the legends of the great numbers that had fallen to the sickness that followed the fangs. However, this wasn’t his first werewolf he had faced; he knew they could be ripped apart. If needed he would tear flesh from bones, eyes from their sockets, and he would paint his face with their blood. He looked at their manners to defend this little human, and they could tell something was off about him. The clues pointed to their young age, and most definitely, he caught it. ’ I’m probably the first real monster they have been introduced, except their creator that is, but these two are so young. I am not above killing children; little ones so run along and let me feast on your darling human here.’
xxx Klaus’ face did nothing to betray his internal thoughts, he was to skilled for anything of the kind. His face then lit up with gratitude at the brunette’s words. “Oh bless you child. No no, it shouldn’t take long at all. I simply need to find my way back home. If you could but show me the way to get back on the main streets, I should be able to find my bearings from there.” He poured everything he had into compelling her, hoping to leave here with his prize and not have to fight hard for it. ” And trust me I mean you no harm, I’m a teacher, I can be trusted.” He once again aimed to capture her in his eyes, to melt away her self-control like ice cream in the sun.
xxx Rilynn tightened her hands and laughed lightly as the bait was set, now to see if the pretty little fish bites on. She didn’t know how the friends would let their friend slip out of their protecting grasps, but if they did, then she would be waiting to strike against her brother. "Tick tock, the bloody clock is up. Oh brother it seems you have finally come to the greatest challenge you have ever taken up, and for some reason I am putting my money on the three magical creatures."
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OutOfCreativity: Oops sorry I went and messed up their names.
(My apologies for taking so long. Yesterday wound up being kinda busy. My router gets fixed tomorrow, so there's that. blaugh)
~Mia~
It hadn't been the first time they'd come across such a scent; Mia knew that for certain. Though quite different from the monster who had turned them, that same, sickly sweetness was all too familiar. It was powerful, demanded attention, and tried to pass itself off as harmless. Along with that disgusting sweetness came the metallic tang of blood, and a hint of something all-together unpleasant. At Emma's wolfish growl, she noted something else entirely - a glimmer of fear in those deep, sapphire eyes. It only lasted for a millisecond, but there it was. He knew what they were, or had some kind of idea. Normally, such a prospect would have been cause for alarm. In this instance, she decided that it didn't matter.
They were all in serious danger, especially Rosalyn. Due to her being human, she had no chance of resisting or fighting back. Not when that man had some kind of power over her. It seemed that the longer he remained in their presence, the more oblivious Rosalyn became. When the man insisted on his innocence, she nodded along and made an attempt to move toward him. The moment it happened, Mia gripped her wrist and yanked her back - keeping her greater strength in mind.
"It's okay, Mia." she insisted, dazedly. "I'm just going to help our new teacher find his way, then we can get ready for the concert." She sounded highly disappointed by that, which only drove home how wrong this situation was.
"No! Rosie, don't listen to this asshat!" Emma snarled, stepping up to the man. Even though she appeared smaller and weaker than him, her tone and voice held a very threatening air."I don't know what you're doing to my friend, but it better stop right now!" She cracked her knuckles. "If not, I'll rip you limb from ******** limb!" The redhead punched a tree that had been beside her, putting a fairly large hole in it. A loud, ominous crack followed. All pretenses had been dropped.
"Hey, what's going on?" a voice called out. "Shouldn't you guys be on stage?"
Mia's head turned so quickly that her neck might have snapped. A thrill of horror ran through her, as she spotted two familiar mops of blonde hair; her brothers, Alex and Ian.
Well, s**t.
"Y-yeah, we're fine!" she shouted, attempting to keep the fear from rising in her voice. "You guys go on ahead, we'll be there soon!"
They stopped.
"You sure?"
"Yeah! We're just helping someone out."
One of them - Ian - shrugged. "Well, okay! But you better hurry - the Iron Crows are aiming to take your slot."
"Well they're not getting it!" Emma declared, adding to the fib. "We're gonna show them how a real band plays!" The twins hollered and cheered, before darting back to the crowd. Mia sighed in relief, and gave Emma a relieved glance. In turn, she was greeted with wide, terrified eyes. Looking back, it was plain to see that Rosalyn wasn't behind her anymore. As one, the duo turned to face their now-established enemy. Sure enough, there she was, standing beside him with with an adoring look.
"I'll show you the way now, if you want."
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Beth, I hear youc a l l i n ' But I can't comeh o m e right now Me and the boys arep l a y i n ' And we just can'tf i n d the sound
xxx’ Come darling; come to your death…’ He whispered in his thought as the girl took a step closer to him. Then his smile faltered for a second as the girl ripped into the moment, spoiling the whole treat. ’ It would seem that this bloody werewolf b***h doesn’t want to stand aside and let me have my prize.’ Klaus smiled and nodded at Rosie’s words, and almost giggled as her friend called him an a**-hat; if she only knew. Then the little wench decided to step up to him, with her tiny little frame. His eyes lit up with a new burning passion; one that ended in her blood splattered against the walls of the dark buildings around them. Before he could reply and possibly loose his composer in front of a hundred witnesses, two small boys ran up and gave him the perfect distraction. The second the fiery redhead turned and lowered her hand, he seemed to disappear. Everything slowed to an almost crawl as his hand shot out and grabbed the human girl by her waist. With a single bound, he moved 5 feet away from the two women, and a twist planted the girl firmly against his chest.
He lowered his face making it leveled with hers and forced his will upon her, like the monster he was. ” You shall not remember a single thin they have told you, I am a very nice person, and you really want to go home with me…Oh and you won’t remember what I am about to say.” He spoke in a rich deep voice that marked this little game was over…”how a real band plays!”… Klaus’ sweet good guy smile melted and left in its place a twisted grin.” Oh you bloody dogs have lost your pup to a real monster this time,”With that, his form vanished from their sight, and he headed straight to his evil lair.
Rilynn released yet another sigh into the unforgiving air as the two werewolves stupidly turned their back on her brother. You would think if they knew there was an evil in front of one, one wouldn’t let it out of their sights. Nevertheless, she would correct their mistake and try if nothing else to save their little Rosie. Before her brother’s aroma even began to float away, she was there in front of the two bloody idiots. " If want to save your pup head to the woods at the edge of town you should smell him from there."
With not another word, she vanished down the road. It was the stilled silence that made running at her full speed one of her favorite parts of being a vampire. The push of the earth against her heels propelled her smaller body further away from the town. She knew exactly where his evil lair was; in fact, she actually owned half the deed. Their summer home from back when they actually enjoyed each other’s company. The two-story cabin came into view then, wooden logs fitting ever so nicely with the trees behind it.
Rilynn raced over the doorframe, after bursting through the front doors, to see Klaus pressed against Rosie mouth pressed to her neck. Her face was that of pleasure and nothing seemed to point to the sickening truth of the matter. The scent of her blood filled the room with an aroma of the metallic tang of blood. Klaus quickly snapped his head up at the sound of her entrance, but wasn’t quick enough to see the palm that smashed his nose, forcing his head to snap even father back. It was then that her hands grasped Rosie and moved across the room. " Rosie you were being attacked by a vampire, but I am here to save you." She glanced away from her eyes as her brother rose from the ground, his eyes a bloody red and veins running black. ” Sister you disappoint me, we could share this little beauty if you want, all you have to do is ask… “His voice no longer held any pleasant sound, only a sarcastic playful sound came forth.
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A firey, burning hatred coursed through Emma's veins, as she stared down the b*****d who dared to threaten her friend. Though far from the dangers of a full moon, she could practically feel her claws twitch with the desire to rip into his pale flesh. He too, seemed to hold that same hatred for her, though his eyes held a colder, more calculated edge to them. Emma watched and waited, ready to pounce on him the moment a move was made. Growling, snarling, she poised herself for attack. Yet before such a thing could happen, Mia's brothers started to run toward them. In that instant, she knew the intense fear that had overcome the bass player; they weren't equipped for this sort of thing - one wrong move, and the boys would be dead. Wanting to prevent what would be certain tragedy, she went along with Mia's excuse - loathe as she was to the idea of "helping" the b*****d. She only let her guard down for an instant - a single, fleeting instant.
And yet, that was all it took.
Before she knew what was happening, Emma lost track of Rosie. Fear morphed into pure, unadulterated terror, as both she and Mia turned to face their enemy. Sure enough, she was with him. A dopey, un-Rosie-like smile plastered upon her face. Both she and Mia seemed to be rooted to the spot, as unwanted ideas of horror, blood and pain filled their minds. The enemy used that window of opportunity to escape, leaving them hopelessly helpless. Once again, they'd failed. This time, it might just cost them everything.
Yet all was not lost. A girl their age came to them, and let them know where they needed to go. Somehow, it was enough to snap them back to reality. Without so much as a word or look, Emma ran to the location in question; Mia close behind. Hopefully, they weren't too late this time.
~Rosalyn~
A deep warmth settled in Rosalyn's skin, as the man laid his hands upon her. The warmth spread pleasantly, setting her in a haze of pleasure she had never known before. A small moan escaped her lips as the man bit and drank from her neck. Wanting - needing - more, she moved her neck to make his access easier. There was something simply wonderful about seeing her blood on him; the deep red only seemed to accentuate his already handsome features. Perhaps she had given up on men so soon, if they could provide this kind of bliss. In that moment, she felt a deep connection to him. The blood, the warmth, the passion...
...and then, it was gone.
Someone grabed Rosalyn and moved her across the room. Rich, green eyes gazed into her own, and made the situation quite clear. This wasn't love or passion she'd been taken into. There was no deep connection, nothing at all pleasurable about what had been done. Suddenly, the singer found herself in a world of horror and revulsion, as she realized the weight of what had happened to her. Passion, pleasure... pleasure she'd never felt before. She had wanted the man, was infactuated with him. She would have happily given herself to him - or died, if that was what he desired. How much time had passed? What exactly had he done to her? How far did they go? Did they -!?
She emptied the contents of her stomach across the floor, retching loudly. At the mention of being shared, she began to sob uncontrollably. Please, please, oh please, no! No, no, no, no! She scooted back into the nearest corner, huddling into a little ball. She hadn't quite noticed the considerable pain in her neck, or the weakness she might have felt due to blood loss. All she could do was hide away from the world, from the memories that threatened to surface. From everything.
Maybe she'd wake up, and it would all be some kind of horrible dream.
~Mia~
They moved.
There was no more time to think of the past, or what horrors would happen should they fail - they needed to get there, damn it! Their snarls resounded through the night sky, as fear gave way to rage. They WOULD find Rosalyn! They just HAD to! As promised, they immediately picked up upon their scents at the edge of the woods. A wiff of that vile, sickly-sweet stench was enough to set the two off. They hadn't come up with a plan, but that didn't seem to matter. All they knew was that this COULD NOT go unpunished! All too quickly, they arrived at the grand, wooden house. If not for the nature of their task, she might have admired it's simple charm.
A charm that was tainted with the smell of blood. Rosalyn's blood.
Oh god...
Emma kicked the door in at once, letting out a vicious, intelligble yell. Mia followed close behind, and saw nothing but red for a moment. The monster and their mysterious ally were facing off against each other, neither one of them seeming to notice their arrival. She instantly noted the strong, metallic tang of blood in the air, along with the sound of feeble, petrified sobs. Mia turned her head in the direction they were coming from, and the intensity of her anger began to wane. Her friend - one of her dearest, closest people - had curled up into a small ball, sobbing and holding herself tightly.
"Rosalyn!" she cried out, rushing to her friend's aid.
"R-Rosie!" Emma followed suit.
The duo were at her side in an instant, and began to do what they could to help. Mia applied first aid to the wound on her neck, while Emma allowed Rosalyn to grasp her hand in desperation. They dared not hug her quite yet, knowing that she wouldn't welcome it right now. After the worst of it was over, Emma sprung up and stood in front of them protectively, wordless in her obvious fury. Mia reluctantly got up and joined her, knowing that they'd have one hell of a fight on their hands. Yet if the chance came, she would convince Emma and Rosalyn that they needed to leave. It was clear to see they'd been dragged into a problem between two, if their mannerisms were anything to go by.
Let it be sorted out amongst themselves! There were enough pieces to pick up.
(This post is long because you gave me a lot to react to... heh heh. sweatdrop)
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Beth, I hear youc a l l i n ' But I can't comeh o m e right now Me and the boys arep l a y i n ' And we just can'tf i n d the sound
xxx A snarl ripped itself free from Rilynn’s lips, which were spread tight over her bared teeth, a sound she wasn’t aware she could produce. She had hope that her brother wasn’t completely lost, that there was in fact any hope to hope for, but his utter lack of compassion and care for this young girl was too much. She decided that she would put an end to it all. Body after body after body the endless trail of blood surrounding him like a noose, waiting to be pulled tight. She would have to be the one to kick the stool. She would need to end this in blood. Her body began to lean in his direction as he began to laugh. “Oh, sharing isn’t your thing is it. Good it isn’t mine either. I going to eat her, I am going to rip her soul from her body; I am going to make her beg for me. Her cries of pleasure and pain will only add sweet delicious ambience to my drinking of her, and there is nothing you can do about it sweet sister.”
xxxRilynn’s fury only grew stronger and as it filled the air, her unmoving stance threatened to break; it was a thread pulled taught with waiting scissors ready to cut. There was no doubt that she could lose this fight entirely. Her body could lie crumpled in a lifeless heap, as this monster that is-was her brother fed on the helpless girl lying at her feet. “Are you ******** kidding me my sweet, you are not allow to dirty yourself, now I am going to have to smell that vile s**t as you give yourself to me.” Nevertheless, there was always the chance she could kill him instead. It all depended on whose thread the fates decided to cut with the rusty scissors.
xxxThen the odds shifted ever so slightly in her favor, as the two idiot werewolves finally showed up. Granted there could be no way in hell, these to runts could have any experience fighting another super human being. The fact was oh so clear when they turned their back on Klaus. It would have only taken him a second to rip open the back of their throats, only a second to shove his hands straight through their chests. However, every queen needs her pawns, and Rilynn was no different. She could use them as a distraction to finally end the terror that is the beast. At this moment even using his yearning for Rosalyn’s blood seemed a feat she would be capable of carrying through. ’Three more bodies to add to the pile to save the rest, isn’t that enough. I can’t save everyone. Some need to die for the others to live, but I will try to keep these helpless whelps from a ride with Charon.’
xxxRilynn glanced once more towards the sobbing Rosalyn and her protectors. A moment she had realized was the worst possible thing to do in the presence of her brother. As soon as her eyes moved, his body jerked into action. Before her eyes began to shoot back up his arm locked around her arm. With a sickening snap, her arm laid helplessly to her side. He grinned as he felt the bones creek and bend and finally giving under the pressure. And, the utter bliss he felt as he heard her cry out in pain quickly turned into the calculating emptiness of a seasoned predator. Rilynn’s other hand moved into action just as quickly as his lean body had. Soon they began a sort of dance as each turning and twisting in a blur that almost seemed invisible.
xxxThen it was all over. The dance was cut short. They appeared in the center of the room blood flowing swiftly from each of them. Klaus stood over the kneeled Rilynn, her head grasped behind his cold unforgiving hands. With a swift twist of these hands, her neck snapped and the hero collapsed on the wooden floor. Klaus straightened and pushed his hair back with a sigh. “Oh sister how I wish I didn’t have to kill you.” He knew breaking her neck wouldn’t kill her, but a stake in her loving heart would do the trick. It was her love for him that left her on the ground and him standing. He would have to kill her too, there was doubt about that, but he had time for that. He spun on his heel and laughed a smooth sexy cold laugh. “Oh little one it is time for dinner, I’m afraid, and young helpless girl with the side of puppy is on the menu.” He took a step in their direction, eyes full of hunger and excitement.
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Rosalyn retreated further into herself, trembling and fearful of what was to come. A small, vindictive part of her was glad she had made things less desirable for him - it wasn't much, but at least she sullied his ideal situation. Even so, the knowledge didn't soothe her in the least. His plans were made clear, and they most definitely ended in her death. All she could do was pray that he didn't decide to do that as well - it would be more than she could handle. Rosalyn whimpered pitifully, knowing that there was nothing she could do. Nothing at all..
...
"Rosalyn!"
"R-Rosie!"
Could it be?
Her body tensed. Was this a trick? Was he toying with her again? They couldn't have found her, not so soon. And yet, there they were. Murmured words pierced the chaos of her jumbled up thoughts and feelings. Words that promised safety, support and warmth. No, they were here. This wasn't a dream. She silently uncurled herself, allowing Mia to patch up the bite on her neck. Now that attention had been drawn to it, a hot, throbbing pain became more noticeable.
The man laughed, sounding far different than he had before. His tone had become cold, mirthless and down right evil. She flinched upon being spoken to, and felt a thrill of terror at the mention of her friends being involved. To think that they would share her fate, simply because they'd come to rescue her...
And then, it happened. A loud, enraged cry reverberated off the walls, as Emma charged directly at him. "******** that s**t!" She bellowed, managing to land a solid punch to his face. Swiftly, silently, Mia joined the fray. Rosalyn helplessly watched on, powerless to help them.
I'm sorry, everyone... she thought, finding herself unable to voice the words out loud. I'm so sorry...
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xxx Emma snarled through clenched teeth, as her fist connected solidly with Klaus's temple; the force slammed his body down on the floor with enough force to crack a board beneath him. How dare this little b***h touch him! There was no excuse for such a thing in his book. There would be a dire retribution for such an unacceptable act. Klaus' eyes flashed as his leg twisted up to latch onto the back of her knee. With a swift pull, Emma's body began to topple forward. Using his superior speed, the bloodsucker spun and landed once again on his feet. This time, it was Emma's turn to be thrown upon the old, wooden floor.
xxxIn the meantime, Mia found the perfect moment to launch an attack herself. As Emma charged at Klaus with reckless abandon, she decided to aim for the first vulnerable spot she laid eyes on. Her hand shot straight forward, aiming for the back of his neck. Yet just as she thought, she'd gotten a solid hit, Klaus' hand cut through the air, catching her own. She then launched herself over his head, using the force of his own pull to clear his body. As she neared the ground, the guitarist grasped his arm, forcing him to stumble and - hopefully - fall with her.
xxxKlaus was actually taken by utter surprise. Instead of defeating the werewolf with a simple move, he'd been pulled towards the wooden floorboards, which at this point were wet with blood from both sides. Yet to Mia's dismay, Klaus was many years her senior. Not only was he faster than the b***h, but far stronger, too. Just as Emma launched herself at him with arms outstretched and sharp-nailed Klaus willingly dropped to the ground; his position primed for crushing Mia with his knee.
xxxWith an agonized scream, Mia's vision filled with blood. Klaus' body twisted with the sound, becoming almost snake-like and welcomed Emma with an embrace of his own. She landed in his arms without a choice. With an inhuman strength, his arms constricted around her - shattering ribs and gaining a scream similar to Mia's. He pushed her body off him and got up from the ground. Blood coated his face, but most of it wasn't his own. With a flourish, he spun and grinned at the two girls on the ground.
xxxIt was hard for him to decide which got the worst punishment in the end. Mia's face suffered major damage, yet nothing permanent due to the irritating healing capabilities all werewolves possessed. Her nose had been broken, and tore through the side of her skin; her cheekbones flattened, lips torn, and a gash that ran across her forehead that was deep enough to expose the bone underneath. Meanwhile, Emma's chest was threatening to cave in. She had broken almost all of her ribs; each shattered or broken in multiple places. The newly sharpened edges threatened to puncture her lungs; such a thing could mean death for her. Klaus merely chuckled and grabbed the little table beside him. With a crack, the leg came off and made a makeshift stake. He'd decided to kill the stupid pups first... and then his own sister.
Beth, I know you'rel o n e l y And I hope you'll bea l r i g h t Cause me and the b o y s will be playin' Alln i g h t
As the fight reached it's horrific conclusion, Rosalyn quickly realized that she had to be the one to do something. Her friends - and the woman who had freed her mind - were in grave peril. They would all die in their attempt to save her from him, and it was all her fault. She had made herself a target, allowed herself to be taken advantage of and did nothing to contribute to the fight. The perfect little victim; the cause of their suffering.
Tears welled up in Rosalyn's eyes, as she gazed upon their battered bodies. Brave, brave Emma... Kind, strong Mia... and the beautiful stranger - all of them at the mercy of a monster with no heart. As the vampire leisurely approached Emma and Mia, she too joined them. Her whole body trembled, when she realized what must be done. Cold fear flooded through her veins, making each step harder than the last. She would die - she had to. Biting her lower lip, she took a deep breath and attempted to compose herself.
"Hey there, what about me?" she asked, using the smile and polite tone used to subtly keep others at bay. She allowed herself to recall the pleasure, allowing for a hint of yearning in her tone. It didn't matter that she didn't really want him; she just had to make him think he did. If played right, she might be able to convince him to spare the others. "I-I thought you wanted to 'rip my soul from my body' - to 'make me beg for you'? Why would you waste your time with them, when you must be so very, very hungry?" She then removed the bit of cloth Mia had used to stop her neck from bleeding. "My friends were foolish enough to fight you. For that, I would be willing to accept their punishment. I'm yours, sir."
The vampire paused, a brow raised."Oh? and here I thought you were repulsed by me?"
She shivered, either from losing so much blood, or simple fear. Either one - perhaps both - were a reason. She held fast in spite of this, since failure at this point was not an option. "A-at first I was, but then I remembered h-how good it felt, and wanted it again. Besides, know I can't f-fight you." The singer let out a shuddering half-sob, her resolve quickly falling away. "S-so please, do what you want to me... I deserve it." It was then that the tears fell, splattering on the blood-stained floor.
The vampire considered her for a moment, his expression morphing from intrigue, to a sick, twisted sort of understanding. His bright, sapphire eyes gleamed. "What an interesting little story, my dear. I was almost inclined to believe you." He walked toward her, grinning sadistically as she tried to move away. Without even the slightest bit of effort, Rosalyn was pulled toward him. He appraised her sharply, almost as if peering straight into her soul. "You're hoping that I'll show them mercy in exchange for having my way with you. I'm not wrong, am I?"Rosalyn's own terror must have shown through, because he laughed once more. Gripping her arm to the point that it hurt, he pulled her close. "In that case, you had better prove yourself worthy of such kindness."
Rosalyn nodded her understanding, shoulders slumped in defeat.
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