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Thread: Arranged [Christmasnightmare X Lila Lupin]

The vampires and werewolves were hoping a wedding between the species would be a good step toward ending a long feud. Long have the two immortal creatures been at war among one another. Fighting over land, differences in looks and religion, and over the human race, for both sides were hunted by the human race and neither could hope to survive much longer if they continued to bicker and spat at each other. For centuries both species had watched the first humans stumble from their caves stupid and afraid of the night. They had watched the humans advance rapidly unconcerned. Both the Werewolves and Vampires were immortal or long lived. Why would they need fear mere mortals? Humans had progressed enough within their short lives to discover the two species and were able to discover ways of killing the immortals. Though by this time both werewolf and Vampire had exhausted their resources fighting one another they could not afford to duel one another any further. That is why they had come together to plan the union between the species. Much rested upon this union. The Vampires needed someone they could rely upon if things went badly with the werewolves. The Vampires wanted to show the Werewolves their good faith in the union as well. That is why the Vampire Conceal had deemed it necessary to send their most prized Vampire to be wed to the werewolf. Their most valued and most feared. The most powerful of Vampires and the most uncontrollable considered a wild card. That is how the suitor had ended up at the Werewolf Estate. He was not awaked from his long slumber until he his coffin was deep within the estate. The Vampires had promised the werewolves a suitor what they did not mention was that their suitor had been not been awakened nor told of the plans that had been made for him. They knew this was the best way for talking to the Vampire inside of the midnight black coffin was impossible. Many chains surrounding the coffin, a single lock shaped as a heart rested in the middle of the coffin. Placed perfectly over the Vampires heart a twisted sense of humor, the key to this device rested upon a small table that sat near the coffin with a smell letter. The letter appeared to be of some sort of old paper that seemed to be crumbling from the weight of time. The letter read as the following. If you are reading this letter then it must mean I had failed in my duty and I accept my punishment gladly. For it means I have failed my clan and my race. I hope the need for what lies within the box never arises and that it may remain locked away for all time. If you are indeed reading this then heed my warning. With great power comes a price. I sincerely hope you succeed where I have failed. As the many before me have failed throughout the centuries for there is no turning back once the key is in place. I wish you a peaceful long lifeOr a quick painless death. With Love The name of the writer is faded and unable to be read. The hand writing being written in old blood seemingly with a feather ink pen, the key that rested next to the letter was white in color and shaped as two hearts connected by chains of destiny.
Thread: Arranged [Christmasnightmare X Lila Lupin]

As did the coffin open, did the many chains surrounding the coffin fell away dropping with rather loud thuds as they hit the hard floor. Made form pure silver the chains were quit heavy, and as the Werewolf Lord had guessed, werent meant to be token off without good reasons. The letter having been proof enough of the dangers that laid within the coffin, the seriousness that would be needed to release the creature inside. What laid inside with arms crossed over its chest, hands resting upon board shoulders, was a tall lean man. Clothed within simple dark leggings and shirt, the clothing seemingly falling apart due to times cruelty. The cloths appeared to of been rather expensive and fashionable once upon a time but were now rags covering the vampire. The Vampires face could not be seen, due to the mask that was firmly placed over his face. The oval mask was designed perfectly for the vampire covering his entire face perfectly, the eyes black as the abyss its self. Even in the most well lite rooms the vampires eyes could not of been see. Why the mask hide the Vampires eyes was perhaps to keep the creature from wrapping others minds with its own. For it was known Vampires held great power in their eyes. The Mask held no real features, looking more skull like than anything else. Sharp teeth played along the edges of the Vampires actually mouth, though the mask was lipless showing the entire set of sharp teeth. It was as if the Mask was meant to represent the Vampire more than anything. Long black hair dangled limply past the Vampires shoulders. Having come from a time period where long hair seemed to be accepted. The inside of the coffin had been lined with silk and cosines for a comfortable or respected Nobles resting box. The clothing and none existent shoes that the Vampire wore could not be placed to style or culture. So tattered and old were they, they barley managed to cover the body within the coffin. The blood from before was nowhere to be seen, and it did appear as if the body within the box was a mere corpse. Until the corpses large bone like hand snaked out toward the Werewolf Lords throat, the body seemingly skinny and bone like from lack of blood for the many centuries it had been imprisoned, dropping its hand like claw before actually reach the Wolfs throat, instead speaking with a raspy voice, dust and smoke puffing out of the mouth of the mask, seemingly trying to speak but failing. The Vampire was in need of Blood but was in no state to truly hunt. That is why the Vampire Council had chosen this method. The Vampire would require blood to fully revive. They had planned for the bride to be to feed this creature, in the hopes that when the exchange of blood, their souls would bind and perhaps her memories and emotions would have some effect upon it.
Thread: Arranged [Christmasnightmare X Lila Lupin]

He needs to feed. Ayura said as she looked at him with great scrutiny. She knew what her father would say, and she didn't like the idea at all. Ayura he is the one they've chosen. You know what will happen to the family now if we refuse. Her father said as he looked at his eldest daughter, prepared to offer his wrist to the vampire before Ayura stopped him. She looked at the corpse like creature with a murderous glare before speaking again. I'll do it, if this is supposed to be my husband then it's my job to take care of him. She said as pure hatred and disgust laced her voice when she spoke the word husband. Ayura he's weak if he feeds from you he could very well kill you. And then the whole treaty would be off and the werewolves would do everything in there power to put every last of the damned bloodsuckers in the ground. I know, and now so does he. I suggest you not kill me, because, if you do.... She walked over to the door and closed it wincing a bit as she felt the prick to her finger as her blood was absorbed into the door knob, the click that was next heard was obviously the door locking. She then pulled a small rope that had been attached to the curtains covering the walls. The curtains fell revealing crosses of all shapes and sizes lining the walls. This room was apparently meant to do one of two things. Either keep a vampire in, or keep them out. The door now had what seemed to be a large red cross stained on it, and she smiled a bit wickedly at him as she finished her sentence. ...this will be your new prison. A prison that only I can get you out of know. Now then go ahead, regain your strength. She said as she handed her wrist to him. She had been the one to have this room made. After her mother and brother were killed she began to study the vampires tirelessly, always searching for a new way to kill them. She wasn't about to let this creature out so that it could harm her sister. She should have made her father leave the room, but she knew that just about a pint of her blood was all he would need to regain most of his strength, seeing as how the research she'd done had brought to her attention that should a vampire, high ranking or not drink the blood of a high ranking werewolf, of the opposite gender, they could regain their strength much more quickly than just drinking the blonde of a human or 'common' werewolf. She waited for him to drink. She had given him her wrist simply because she wanted this creature no where near her jugular.
Thread: Arranged [Christmasnightmare X Lila Lupin]

The two werewolves truly had nothing to fear when it came to discussing private affairs with the Vampire in the same room. The hunger that consumed all Vampires to a degree was over riding any sense of awareness, making the vampire completely vulnerable to any attacker that may try to do harm to it. Lost within the urges, lost within the need for blood, the corpse like Vampire patiently waited to be feed, or for an opening to feed, it was unaware of its surroundings. Unaware of the planned marriage, of the century it resided within, only the smell of fresh blood filled its senses. Time seemed to crawl by, and at the same time speed up within a matter of seconds. Time was not important it was merely a factor at play. One that did not affect the Vampire, for within the Vampires world it had just been awoken by some powerful creature before a throbbing vein was being offered. A sacrifice of ones blood, the same bone like hand that had reached for the Werewolf Lords throat snaked out to grasp the offered wrist without hesitation. Gripping the wrist tightly holding it very still as it quickly moved forward from its old resting place. Seemingly to open the Masks mouth with its own the Vampire did not pause in the harsh manner it attacked the Young Werewolves wrist, tearing into the flesh within a manner of seconds, drinking deeply of sweet salty nectar of the Wolves Life. Stealing a portion of her lifes force so it may in return live and thrive, though in the process memories that were not its own began to flash through its blank skull, memories of love, duty, and family, hatred and fear. Suddenly releasing the Females wrist without any signs of stopping or warning, the Vampire seemed to vanish from sight only to be seen next a few feet away from the Female, close to a wall of crosses its head tilted to the side. Hidden eyes watched the werewolf as the memories passed through blood continued to play with its skull. The Vampire remained within that stance, arms hung loosely at its sides, head tilted to the left facing her, seeming to be relaxed, and studying her. Vampires as well as Werewolves were known for their super human speeds and strengths. Moving faster than a human eye could keep up with. A well feed Vampire within its prime could out run a werewolf in human form easily. Once in animal form or the hybrid form, the Vampires were no match for a werewolves speed. Though unlike the many Vampires that existed within the world the one the foolish Female had trapped herself with was no normal Vampire. It was not the first vampire to be created, it did not belong to the ancient line of the First Vampire. The Vampire remained still and silent, unmoving, admitting not a whisper as it studied the female. The one whom had freed it form its prison. What purpose would such a creature have in doing so? The reasoning didnt matter too it.
Thread: Arranged [Christmasnightmare X Lila Lupin]

Sorry to waken you from your slumber, but it has been decided that a treaty must be made in order for our two lines to survive. Lord Eviche stated as he looked at the man eying his daughter. She simply sighed and walked over to the door, leaning up against in an attempt to escape the gaze of the creature that kept looking at her. It was unnerving and she simply wanted him to leave her alone. It was decided that they would choose one from their ranks to marry our strongest female, which happens to be the young woman that just gave you her blood. She's also my daughter. He said before Ayura began to speak. The name is Ayura Eviche, a absolute pleasure to finally meet the man that I was tricked into agreeing to marry. The prim and proper man over that is trying to make this farce truce out to be more than it really is, is my father Lord Eviche. She said as she made their introductions. Quite honestly I think it's all quite a bit of rubbish and would rather have nothing to do with it, except my family is at stake, so I'm doing what has to be done. The only question, is are you willing to marry me, to protect your people? She asked as she stared at him. At least they'd only required her to marry him. Other wise this would turn into a murderous affair that could very well spell the end for both their kind. The last she ever wanted to do was to have to bear the heir of a vampire.
Thread: Arranged [Christmasnightmare X Lila Lupin]

If he doesn't care what happens to them, then he must not be like them, not entirely. She said, as she most skillfully got herself out of the grasp of the creature. She had completely ignored him, and was actually surprised that he'd actually taken the bait for this whole strategy of hers. She wasn't sure how long she could hold him, but she was aiming for as long as possible. You look here, Emil has nothing to do with this. If you so much as look at her wrong I will turn you into a woman, without the aid of spells and potions. Ayura said as she used all her force to push the creature back into the door with the burning red cross. You kill me, and you'll be stuck in here for the rest of eternity, or at least until this room decays. You see if I die, then you will have all the other werewolves just waiting for this room to fall apart so they could tear you limb from limb, and while that probably doesn't scare you since you've obviously been 'alive' for quite sometime, it also means that I'd get what I'd want, the destruction of all vampires. So honestly, I don't care how this plays out. As long as my sister is safe from devil spawn such as yourself. She said, the pure hatred lacing her voice. And for the love of all that's holy, take off that damned mask. She growled. She wasn't angry, not visibly at least, though she was utterly fuming on the inside. She couldn't stand the idea of someone trying to go after her sister. She'd had to practically raise Emil after her mother and brother were killed, and she tended to think of her sister as more of her daughter than her sister. She heard the voices but she ignored them. This was much more important, until Emil's voice was heard on the other side. Yura you and father are needed, it's urgent. The Council has arrived to discuss the marriage. She said hoping that she could get her sister to open the door. She knew that there had to be a good reason for Yura to lock that door, but this was a matter that put the lives of everyone in the mansion at stake. Suddenly a loud crash was heard and the door was flung open as Ayura and her father both headed out of the door. As nearby maidservant looked into the room, she noticed that a bony figure had seemingly been thrown at a large coffin, as both were on the floor. She had no idea that the figure was a vampire, or that he was the one that her mistress was supposed to be married to. Ayura grabbed Emil and immediately made her way to the foyer along with her father. Anyone else could become the creature's meal, just not her family.
Thread: Arranged [Christmasnightmare X Lila Lupin]

Though the creature allowed the Female wolf to man handle him, he didnt allow her to distract him from his thoughts. What was the point of allowing angry to control? It seen no point in anger and hatred, no real reason to a bid by the rules, and restraints of honor, respect, duty, such meaningless words. She could throw him around as much as she wanted, she wouldnt do any damage to him or his body. She could stake him, hang him from a cross, she could bleed him dry, and tear him from limb to limb. None of it would truly matter or damage him. Having been thrown against hard objects the Vampire didnt know where it lay as it opened its eyes to look at the room. Apparently landing near the prison it had been locked within, looking towards the door the Wolfs had exited the Creature could see another Female. This one wearing servant clothing, curiosity written within her eyes as she looked within the room, all the Vampire saw was his next meal, It didnt take it long to attack the maid and feast upon her. It knew the Werewolf Lord probably trusted his Daughter to close the door upon the Vampire. To keep it locked away until the meeting but she had failed in her duty. She was more concerned with her sibling then the safety of the people whom looked to her for guidance. Or would of In the near future if it werent for her rash nature, and the fact she was ruled by her emotions. Perhaps that is why her father was marrying the young wolf off. He probably lost hope in his Daughter and thought it a better option to sell her to benefit his domain. That was how things worked within the circle of Nobles and Royals. Their lives werent their own to live or so thought the Vampire. It didnt take it long drink its fill from the Maids blood, it even took the time to feed the Maid a few droplets of its own blood. A rather cruel jester for it would bind the Maid to him allowing him compete control over her mind and body. Licking the wounds gently to seal them, The vampire allowed the Maid to run off to get back to her duties. Remembering nothing of the last 3 minutes, crutching down upon its heels, the Vampire narrowed its eyes at the path the Female had taken. Blood droplets slowly streaming down its mask as it sat there. The Vampire muttered strange odd words, and none sense before breaking into a run down a opposite hallway. The young maids memories guiding the Vampire as if flew through the Estate. Seeming a mere blurr to those it passed, having gained its full strength between the werewolves. The Vampire began his plans. All the while a small dark haired child wondered the hallways in search of the Werewolf Lord and his Daughter. Having lost sight of them within the large maze they called a home. A lone masked figure occupied the small girl.
Thread: Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

Jason stepped off the bus and started walking down the street towards the school. He was used to the heads turning his way as they heard the chains that hung from his left hip and circled around his leg to keep it again his leg. He watched the expressions on the faces as they saw what was making the sound. Only a few people didnt stair at his black trench coat that reached down almost to the ground and the black polished combat boots with his black jeans. He was sure that they would be more surprised by the music that played in his head phones. He pulled out his I-pod touch and looked at the song that was playing. It was something by black eyed peas which made his laugh softly as he walked into the front gates of the school and slipped it back into his pocket. When he walked inside he was glad to feel the air conditioned air slip around him. He had gotten used to wearing so much black all year round a long time ago but it still felt good to be in a cool building. He had made it to his locker and was stuffing things inside when he turned as someone touched his shoulder. He smiled when he saw his friends standing there. They were all dressed in typical goth style clothing just like him. The only real difference between him and them was that he did not need to wear makeup to keep his skin pale. His skin had always been pale and it had always been hard for him to tan his skin so he had given up a few years ago.
Thread: Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

Mercy made her way down the road toward her new school, she tilted her head back to look up at the school, her face hidden beneath a black lace sun umbrella. Long raven black hair that reached passed her ass danced in the wind with lace and silk from her outfit. A tick of annoyance started as people whispered behind there hands about a living doll, and all Mercy wanted to do was show them how undollike she really was. For the most part, she ignored everyone around her, none of it was new. Stepping into the building, she closed her umbrella and made her way through the halls. Violet eyes not missing a thing, she raised her eyes briefly to look over a group of goths, disapproving as she kept her head straight and kept walking forward, the clicking of her shoes the only noise she was attuned too. At the sight of her locker she turned course, but one of the goths wearing a long trench coat was in her way and she said the only thing that mattered, move. Her voice was deep, but entirely feminine, the kind that you hear while lost in the throes of ecstasy. Haven't done this in forever, I'm rusty.
Thread: Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

Jason had closed his locker but only moved a few steps before stopping and pulling out his headphones. He started asking about who had what classes. When they had found out that they all seemed to be in different classes there was a loud groan with got a few laughs from them. Jason saw the laughter slip from the faces of a of them as they looked around him down the hall but he ignored it and leaned against the lockers so that he was out of their way. He was one of the tallest of the group at an even six feet so he was used to moving so the others could see around him. He heard the clicking of shoes that were heading down the halls but he just ignored them as he assumed it was the person that the others were glaring at and knew he would get a look at them as they moved past. It was a bit of a surprise as the sound stopped behind him and he heard a voice telling him to move. As he turned around he thought that there was something familiar about the voice but he could not place it. His face was set in a dark expression even before he finished turning around to face the girl but when he saw her he frowned. He had been about to tell her to ask nicely but something about her stopped him. Do I know you? He stopped leaning and stood up to his full height but only moved back half a step so that she was not to close to him.
Thread: Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

Mercy cared not for the disdain or the glares that she received, people had become below her notice long ago. She had been groomed up a Lady, the perfect porcelain doll ever created within her family - if only on the outside, inside knowledge and superiority reigned supreme. Her looks were entirely deceiving, always dressing in lolita outfits full of frills and lace, but underneath where her secrets lied told the true story of the person she was. Quickly assessing the group before her, her eyes rolled back to the man as he turned, up and up her head went until it was nearly tilted all of the way back. She took in the chains, the trench coat, and the sheer height of the man before her. When her eyes were locked on his, she cocked an eyebrow full of arrogance, before quickly smoothing her features out into a pleasant mask that was reserved for the world. Always having to remember who she was and the ideal her that her family had given her was sickening. Tilting her head to the side, she actually looked at him, the raven length of her hair cascading down her side. I do not believe so, I have been out of the country for the past five years. So, unless we have met in a different life, it is unlikely. She had a deep fascination with the occult and always had, the idea of past lives where nothing new to her. Most of the time, when she talked about the occult, people would walk away, or call her names her most favorite being heretic or heathen. As a child, she had frightened the teachers, and often times she was left alone by the other children because she was an outcast among them, except for one person who she could scarcely remember his looks, but knew his name.