Thread: Beastly (w/Sub~Zero)

WillowVX said Blood was pounding in Alicia's ears as she willed her burning legs to carry her further and further away from the gruesome scene. Her shaking fingertips tried wipe her mothers blood from her face, only smearing it further on her cheek. The winter was cruel this year. Her vision was blurred by the white snow that threatened to swallow her whole. The tears froze on her numb face as the fell from her green eyes. She had no idea where she was running to. Her bare feet slapped the bed of the forest as she ran and didn't look back. Rocks and sticks cutting her along the way. She whipped her head back to glance behind her. Her red hair stuck to the sides of her face. She didn't think he was following her anymore. She could see the images flash in her head like a horror story. Her fathers cold, dark eyes. The axe in his hand. Her mother screaming. He was mad. He chased her out of the house and through the forest. The forest her mother always told her to stray away from. People in the village of Eden talked about the Dark Forest. They would tell stories of children playing in the woods at night and never being seen again. An old castle sat at the top of the large hill directly in the middle. It loomed over the village like a dark omen. It's been abandon for over a century, they say. They also say that the castle is guarded by a terrible, monstrous beast. The people of the village never stay out past dusk, for fear that the monster will travel to the village. That was only one of Eden's superstitions. The other was vampires. The older generation talked of this. The grandparents and the midwives. I never took much belief in such things. When my father went mad and attacked my mother, he accused her of being a blood whore - of having relations with a vampire. I knew he had gone completely insane. He must have gotten the fever. It was no matter now. Her mother was gone and she was lost, cold and alone, in the Dark Forest. It wasn't long before her limbs became cold and she collapsed in the snow. The echos of howling reverberated off of the trees and ran up her spine. She picked up her weak head and looked around feebly. In a short distance she saw the castle. She blinked hard, ice falling from her eyelashes. The cold was beginning to make her lungs ache. As the howling came closer, she knew she couldn't survive outside. She half ran, half crawled the short distance to the tall, ominous castle. The large Gothic pillars loomed above her in warning but she could not care. She stumbled up the stone stairs and collapsed against the large doors. The doors gave way and Alicia fell onto the black and white marble floor. The last thing she heard were the large doors closing behind her and footsteps as she lost consciousness. Click to expand... Lord Tallon was referred to as a monster, who protects the large black castle. He hated that assumption, humans called anything they didn't understand monsters. After all the legends and stories this girl had heard, she still ran into the forest. If it hadn't been for her mother, this girl would be dead already. Tallon had dragged her all the way inside,closing to large red cherry wood doors. Get her cleaned up, address her wounds, I can to bare to see or smell her blood he ordered, turning on his heals. His black boots echoed through the main hall as he walked across the marble floor. After he had left three older maids had picked her up delivering her up stairs. One maid was glad she had passed out as she began cleaning all her wounds, stitching the ones that needed it as she went. The other two had sent for a tub and hot water. The women had put her in the tub, bathed her, stitched up all her wounds. She had been placed into a silk night gown. A plate of various foods bread, meat, cheese, fruits and a cup of milk was placed on the bed side wooden table. The bed had been stripped and remade just for her. The maids had left we her sleeping off the cold inform of a worm fire, with warm blankets and sheets. Tallon sat in front of the large hearth in his study. Contemplating on how to explain himself to her, or what her mother had made him promise. He had decided not to tell her right away and if she so chooses to stay her she was welcome too. He was not a monster as everyone believed. Tallon was a vampire, not incapable of human emotions. He needed to eat as they did, the only distinction is, he needed blood of humans to live. For now he patiently waited for her to awaken. The day had come and gone. Rising from the deepest depths of the castle,Tallon made his way to the main hall.