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Thread: The past is my future

Anemone continued to squirm trying to free her hands, she could feel her heart racing against her chest as panic continued to fill her mind. As Jacob kissed her she rolled her eyes and bit down on his lip a tad harshly, not hard enough to cut it but hard enough to cause pain. I am not into you! You're my brother's best friend and whatever you think about me you are wrong! Her voice cracked as she continued to struggle against him, she had enjoyed the kiss as well as the surprise of it but now he was forcing her into something she didn't want right then. At least her mind didn't, her body was another matter. Something about the struggle was starting to turn her own despite her efforts to ignore it
Thread: The past is my future

James sucked on his pained lip as he recoiled a bit. anger built up inside as he growled and thought to himself what if I just thrown her in one of these stalls and just took what I wanted. He then stood in place as he calmed down thinking nah that isn't what I want. He then finally says if that is so then why are you still grindin on me. He then reaches to lift both of her thighs around him so that her panties can touch his crotch and not her dress. He smiles as he continues this is not wrong anny nothing about it is.
Thread: Demon's Rampage

This wasn't how she expected her day to end. When she awoke to the sun shining between her drapes, she never imagined it'd be the last time she slept in that bed or room. She had no idea it would be the last time she'd be living under that roof. She found his body in the study and there had been blood everywhere. It had to have happened sometime in the night, though she didn't know how she didn't hear the screams. She had not stirred at all that night. Nothing had brought her out of her slumber and her master was dead. No one even knew what the cause of death actually was. His body had been mangled after death had already seeped in something had killed him and then destroyed his body for sport. Skylar shivered at the thought of it. She wrapped her cloak closer, but it did little good against the trepidation. It sank into her bones and her teeth chattered loudly from the shakes. She had no where to go and was wandering the city aimlessly, all that she possessed in the case slung over her shoulder. As she turned a corner, something made her heart skip a beat. Not one to be anxious, she slowly turned to see what had caused her distress. When her eyes landed on it, they widened and she took a frightened step back. Behind her stood a figure draped in a dark hood, masking any figure or facial distinctions. Night had already fallen, casting dark shadows upon everything. Under the hood shone phosphorescent red and yellow eyes. Without a word, it rushed her. She barely had time to bring up a defensive spell, placing a barrier between herself and her attacker, but it only stopped the creature for a second. The thing cackled before shattering her spell with the snap of its clawed fingers. She barely had the strength to scream.
Thread: Demon's Rampage

A hood, shading the marble white skin, of an unwanted creature. Just another misplacement on this earth, originally created by devious Demons. Another Demons spawn, even to his own eyes. He despised what he was, but knew nothing would ever change it. So he lived with it. And spend his existence, eradicating creatures such as himself. That was the life of Archibald Einhand Marchen. Forever hidden from the outside word, whilst keeping a balance between the realm of Demons, and that of Humans. He had seen in a nightmare, what a world it would become, was it not for agents, such as himself. Shadow hunters, who stalked the earth for Demons and its spawn. Most of the Shadow Hunters, did it to protect humanity. Arch did not. Arch did it, because he hated them. A deep and burning hatred, that forced him into solitude, unable to socialize with the rest of the world. He was an unstable ticking machine. He, was a Vampire, wearing his burning red eyes as a crown, to the horrid destiny he bared. So far, he made a living off animal blood, only a few times having feasted on human blood. And those times, he'd never taken a life. But he knew, that the taste of human blood was sweeter. And one day, he'd break his vow, never to kill a human being. On a street, not so far away from the one Skylar was on, the tall hooded figure, made his way for the forest. He'd only been in town, to have a look for a few things he needed, before leaving for the next village. And now as he left, his red eyes stared to the ground, as they always did. In public, he did it to hide the bright red eyes. And during the night, it was just a habit. As he strode over the street, his eyes started slowly glowing brighter. This stopped him in his tracks, and his gaze was almost shot, in Skylar's direction. With a his and a few quick steps, he jumped to one of the rooftops between the street he was on, and the one she was. He jumped from that straw roof, down to the street, setting off at a high pace, towards what he knew, was a Demon. With only a house between him, Skylar and the Demon, he leaped up upon the roof, quickly removing his bow from his back, and an arrow from its quiver. The arrow was placed on the string and pulled back, as a word was uttered from his lips. And before he landed on the ground, he'd sent an arrow flying, shot directly towards the Demon, from above them both. This made sure, the arrow wouldn't hit Skylar, whilst giving him as big a chance to hit, as it was him possible. Midway through the air, the arrow took to a purple color, and if it hit the Demon, the arrow would break, as if it was made of glass, and several splinters would fire into the Demons body. It was a powerful force spell, intended to push the Demon away from Skylar. Should the arrow miss, it would pierce the ground, like any other arrow would.
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The barrier may have broken, but Skylar wasn't defenseless. She threw an angry spell at the creature, which would have caused great pain as electricity ran through its body, but the beast dodged it faster than should have been possible. It didn't, however, dodge the arrow that came from seemingly no where. It gave out a startled shriek and threw up its large, clawed hands. Skylar was impressed, but frightened by the amount of power seeping from the demon. It was intoxicating and almost made her delirious, but she held onto her own power with a strong hold, determined to not give into this monster's antics. She didn't know where the arrow had come from, but she used this opportunity to try another spell. It hit the creature that was trying desperately to rip the arrow from its flesh. Hard to do, when it'd broken into pieces inside. Though dark, Skylar could see the damage the arrow had inflicted. Her eyes skittered to the rooftops around her, but she was unable to see anything so far away. She returned her gaze to her opponent, only to find it was gone. Giving out a heavy, shallow breath, she lowered her arms and the charms on her bracelets faded from their glowing disposition. She again swept her gaze around. Who had shot the arrow? And where had that creature gone? Was it coming back? That's when she noticed she was bleeding. Glancing down, she saw a puddle of blood forming on the ground. Brows raised, she checked her body and found a large gash in her thigh. Wondering when that had happened, she pressed a hand to the visible torn flesh and winced at the sting. Her hand was drenched in red.
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Drawing another arrow from his quiver, he started sprinting closer to the Demons destination, but as he left the shadows, where Skylar would be capable of seeing him, the Demon was no longer in sight. Damn it. He silently whispered, before moving closer to Skylar. Her blood stung against his senses, causing him to shiver and grind his teeth together. He shook his head with a twitch to the side, before coming even closer to the young woman. As if he didn't care, he walked up behind her, and passed her, only to kneel where the Demon had stood, before it'd vanished. He knelt to the ground, gazing at the many splinters from his arrow, that'd dropped to the ground, rather then sticking to the monster. The arrow hit it, yet it still managed to displace itself. This was a powerful creature. Much too powerful, to be aiming for a simple sorceress. There was more to this woman, than initially expected. First then did he raise, so far completely ignoring any word from Skylar, should she have spoken to him, now gazing back at her, still with an arrow on his bows string. His eyes first searched hers, before finally giving attention to the wound. Keep the pressure tight. He almost demanded, as he put the arrow back in its quiver, taking the few steps between them to kneel down in front of her. You where lucky that it only got to this. He mumbled, as he put the strong wood bow to the ground before starting to search through his pouch with a hand, as he gazed up upon her eyes again, now letting her see the burning red eyes, upon almost marble white skin. Or is there more to you, then first eye glance can tell? He asked, his eyes narrowing a bit, as he took a bandage from his pouch. His eyes then fell to the wound again, reaching up with the bandage, waiting for her to remove her hand. Let go. He expected her to do so, and if she did, he started bandaging the wound. This isn't a final solution though. You'll need it disinfected and stitched, or mended by a healer. And I neither have thread, nor disinfectants with me. He said. He didn't even allow the woman much chance, to negate his actions, being rather forceful with the bandage, if she had actually removed her hand. But however forceful, his hands where gentle and soft, as they cared for the soft, fragile skin of her wounded leg.
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Skylar watched the dark figure in silence, questions racing through her mind, but her lips unable to utter a single one. Who this man was and what he was doing here, she had no idea, and why she had been attacked, well... Did it have something to do with her master's death? Then the man was at her feet, commanding her what to do with her wound. She knew what to do, of course-- she'd mended many wounds in her time as an apprentice sorceress. There were many lessons that left her with broken limbs, burned skin, torn flesh any and every possible way to injure the body, she'd endured and learned to heal. But she was too distracted by the recent events to find the words to say so more so, probably, from the man touching her wounded skin. Despite herself, she felt a blush creep to her cheeks and while the man hadn't exactly been friendly in his tone, she was grateful for his consideration all the same. Thank you, she finally managed to say with a voice that cracked. She coughed, swallowed, and tried again. Thank you. For saving me, and, she gestured at him kneeling before her, for the bandage. I can heal it. I just... need a quiet place to work. She glanced around. Was the demon going to come back? Where could she go where the demon won't follow? Why did she think it would follow her? That, she thought to herself, is a very good question. Her gaze went back to the man who had saved her life. His eyes was rather frightening, especially after that encounter with... whatever it was. But there was also something very intriguing by the blood-red opals. Goosebumps rose on her skin as it dawn her the nature of this creature. He was a vampire.
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The woman's silence, wasn't truly a surprise. Ones first meeting with a Demon, was usually the most shocking moment in ones life. However, she took it a lot better then he would've thought. He hadn't seen the spells she'd cast, so didn't know how strong she was yet. But something most deffinetely had to be inside her, for creatures like the former one, to hunt her. And what had it even been? He could usually feel the Demons origin and creation, sometimes even lead back to their summoner. But this one. This one had been powerful. And not even in its full form yet. Not at full strength. His eyes the gazed back to the woman's eyes, a bit surprised to see the heat swell in her cheeks, causing him to shiver inside. Damn blood. He then rose to his feet, after finishing the bandage, just as she spoke. He nodded lightly a single time as a welcome, about to utter the words as well, before she mentioned her ability to heal it. He grunted lightly, with what could've seemed like a chuckle. Well. You could have told me that, before I used a good bandage on it... He complained, with a somewhat sarcastic voice, chuckling a single time gain, before pushing back his hood, showing an elegant face, wearing long black hair, that would reach his shoulders, had his ranger cloak not been in the way. Well then. Do you have a housing, somewhere in this town? Somewhere. 'quite' for you to work? I have questions, that needs answering, before I'll be leaving you alone. He demanded her audience, but allowed her to pick the place, unknowing she had none.
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She smiled at her his rueful joke, lips curling like a cat's. Her bright, piercing gray-blue eyes searched his for a second, deciding that the red eyes suited him. When he pulled back the hood, she was even more shocked to find him... well, more attractive than she'd already noticed. Blinking rapidly, as his questions sunk in, she readjusted the strap on her shoulder. Um... Glancing around, she realized there was no point in lying. She couldn't go back to her home-- which, really wasn't her home anymore-- since it was crawling with authorities, so she told the truth. I don't have a home, at the moment. My master was murdered today. Realizing how strange that sounded, she clarified by saying, I'm an apprentice sorceress. She fidgeted on her wounded leg, the sting sinking into her skin. It also had a lingering burn, but there was nothing she could do about the pain at this moment. She was glad for the blood to have finally stopped. You don't really have to come with me, she said, not sure why he wanted to in the first place. It was nice of him to offer, but... Thanks for saving me, but I can take of myself. She offered him a toothy, reassuring smile, but knew it looked as fake as it felt.
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Not a particularly small woman, she was shocked by the tall stranger as he draped his cloak around her, enshrouding her in a strength she couldn't comprehend. Swallowing hard, she allowed this her heart made a slight protest in her chest, but she wasn't quite sure why. So she leaned in to the stranger's lean form, impressed by the muscles she felt beneath layered clothing, and began a slow trudge with him to the inn. There seemed futile to try to argue now. She wrinkled her nose at his comment about banishing demons and said, I know some. I'm not finished with my apprenticeship yet, but I've come a long way. Master said he'd never seen a student flourish so well. At that, her faced became a slight pink and she said, Not that I mean to brag. I'm just saying I can defend myself. Or can I? she wondered, not sure if she would have survived had he not come along. Though he made it clear he'd be leaving this night, something inside her stirred, asking him to stay. She didn't voice this part of her. She chewed a lip and said instead, My name's Skylar. What's yours?
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He could almost feel the jump of her beating heart, sending more adrenaline and warmth through her veins, making that delicious blood, even more invasive to his senses. He had to hide the wrinkle of his nose, and his mind raged at his own being, for wanting to sink his teeth, into her fragile skin. But he did want it, and he couldn't deny that fact. Only fight the urge, and try to make their encounter as short as possible, putting as much distance between them, as possible. He had to. A sorceress' blood, was so much more rewarding. So much stronger, and would leave him in a haze of increased instincts and power, for a long, long time should he actually end up taking it. But he couldn't. He wouldn't. There was something else inside him, urging him to stay with her. He lied to himself, saying in his mind that it was his protective nature. But since when did he get protective towards others, rather then the ignorant self he used to portrait. As she explain, a small smile curved his lips, holding up a hand in apology. He hadn't meant to offend her, but he was rather sure, she knew she wasn't entirely ready for what was ahead. I did not mean to offend you, Sorceress. However, that was no mere Voidling attacking you. That was a Demon Lord. A Master of Demons, hungering for something you have. But I believe you. You are stronger, then eyes first glance. He agreed with a small nod, not interested in making a dent in her pride. He was actually quite surprised, that an apprentice had managed to shield off a Demon Lord enough, to only receive a scratch. A normal apprentice would've been torn to pieces, and gorged upon for her power. But she. Actually managed to defend herself, for longer then a minutte. Her Master had trained her well. Then as she said her name, and asked for his, they where nearing the Inn, and he smiled softly. Long and dreary, miss Skylar. Call me Arch. He said, before opening the Den of debautury. Scum and criminals. Whores, call girls and waiters. He made very sure, that the hood remained enclosed over Skylars face, and the cloak around her body, not interested in calling in any attention, from the different scum in the Inn. He sternly made their way to the bar, eyeing the owner with a stare. Room for one. One night He demanded, taking out a pouch from his belt, placing it on the counter. No questions asked. He added, opening his hand to get a key. The Inn keeper narrowed his eyes, but took the pouch, and offered a key, knowing the pouch contained much more, then what a room for one night would cost. Upstairs. Third door on the left. The large man said, with a hand aimed towards the stairway. Arch took the key, and started leading towards the stairs.
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Arch? An interesting name... and what was it about his voice that sent tantalizing chills down her spine? She was rather surprised as his defensive nature in the inn. Living an orphaned life for many years, she was accustomed to the lowly folk, as she used to be one of them. It was still strange to her to be dressed in such garish finery and live in a lovely home-- well, lived, now. Back to the lowly life, it seemed. She tried not to sigh. They made their way up the stairs and it wasn't until that moment that she realized how much blood she'd initially lost. Head light and steps becoming weaker by the second, Skylar fought to keep herself steady. When they reached the room, a sigh of relief escaped her lips and her body went limp as it sagged to the floor. The room itself was of moderate size, but with only one bed. A window looked out into the vast density of buildings that made up the capitol and she stared out at the night's sky for a few moments. It's such a lovely night. Such a silly thing to say, but the blood loss was catching up to her. All she wanted to do now was sleep, but she had to heal...
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As they made their way up the stairs, and towards the room, he felt her body getting heavier, and started offering her more and more leverage. He felt the blood loss inside her, and shook his head with a soft sigh. She'd tried to seem stronger then she really was, either forgetting how bad the wound was, or ignoring it to stay brave. Why? Why would she do that? Why not just tell him, how urgent it'd been. He realized, she might have kept it from him, to save him the trouble of helping her earlier. For his sake. What a foolish human thing... He thought to himself, whilst also smiling a bit at it. Then, as they entered the room, and she almost dropped to the floor, Arch quickly got a hold of her, holding her close to his body as he sighed. You should have told me, how much blood you where losing, Miss. He complained softly, before carrying her to the bed, gently sitting her down, with her legs falling from the edge of it. Your in no condition, to heal anything tonight. Not even a needle puncture. He chuckled softly, making sure she knew he was sarcastic. Even he could heal a needle puncture. By. Waiting a second. I'll redo the bandage. Tighter this time. And then we'll see tomorrow, if your body can regenerate enough strength for you, to heal it. Alright? if not. I have other ways, but lets save that worry for tomorrow. He said, smiling lightly, waiting for her to reply. To see if she still thought herself able to heal it. And if she did, he would let her. If she admitted she'd be unable to, he spread her legs a bit, pushing clothing out of the way, to get to her bandage. And with the same soft hands as before, he lift her leg a bit, removing the blood bandage, only to place a new one on it, this one with a stick inside it, to keep a tighter pressure on the wound. Obviously with gauze between the stick and the wound, not interested in causing an infection. And as soon as he finished, he put her legs back together, and turned her around on the bed, pulling the blanket over her to keep her warm, before he stood up, still looking down on her. You are strong. No doubt about that. But remember. I'm certain your Master gave you this lesson as well. Only a fool overestimates his strength, and is hesitant to accept others help. He said, curving a hint of a smile at the edge of his lips, before walking to the window, with his back turned to her. It was a beautiful night. Though it would've been a bit better, if he didn't have to worry about a blood Demon Lord.
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She barely had the strength to mumble a soft, Thank you, as the man helped ease her into new bandages. He was right there was no way she'd have the strength to heal now. She didn't realized how much blood had been lost. The pain was a steady throb, but not enough to make her cringe. When Arch's firm yet gentle fingers found her flesh, she fought herself from moaning softly. She didn't know why, but there was something very arousing by the way he caressed her skin. Ignoring it, she tried to focus on Arch's words. He was certainly right about her master. Was there a lesson in all of this? Was he protecting her from something maybe? Like that demon? It was all too much and her head spun. Slowly her lids closed and the world was encased in darkness. When her eyes opened again, there was a faint stream of light brushing through the dense curtains. Her breathing was better than it had been that night and she noticed the pain in her leg had gone down tremendously. Slowly sitting up, she looked around for Arch. Had he left in the middle of the night? But he had wanted to ask questions... about what?