Children Of Heaven and Hell

New Paltz, New York:

Alec Sutrov stood on the sidewalk of a main street in New Paltz, New York, about an hour and a half to two hours from New York City. That's what his true destination was, the big apple, one of the most crowded places in the US, and that would definitely reduce the number of Angels able to track him down. Just a couple of days ago, he had had to kill another one that had managed to track him. The chill wind blew, moving his bleached-white hair out of in front of his eyes, which is when he noticed just how low the sun had gotten. He was getting sick of waiting on the damn bus too, getting bored, and now he started to feel the need. The need that he felt every night. The need he could never resist. Not like he wanted to anyway, he enjoyed it immensely.

An older couple walked past him, standing next to the bus stop bench, and looked at him with shocked faces. He wasn't changing, oh no, but they were horrified by his attire. Black leather clothing, a black choker with a celtic-style cross dangling on his bare, showing chest. He just smirked deviously at them as they scurried past, the old man shooting him another look before they turned the corner. New Paltz was one of those small towns that had never heard of fashion, but that wasn't the only reason Alec wore what he did. Blood was easy to clean off this material, and he had to clean it frequently. Every night, in fact.

Down the street from the dark looking teen, another group of teens, local to this place, jumped out of their car, a convertible, tricked out mustang that Blake Redding had been given as a graduation present earlier that day. Blake had noticed the guy down the street by the bus stop a moment ago, and was staring at him vacantly, when Alec's icy blue eyes locked on him. Blake's signature, warm-hearted smile remained on his face as he turned away from the wierdo and looked back over to his girlfriend, Sharon, the Valedictorian for this year's senior class. His smile broadened, as she leaned in to kiss him, and then pulled his hands, dragging him into the small nightclub they had all decided to celebrate in tonight.

Blake's energetic, happy gait, carried him through the door and to an empty table, where he waited for a waiter with his six companions. A waitress came soon, with a quizical look on her face, "ID's." She said impatiently as she put a hand on her hip, rolling her eyes at the group of teens. To her surprise, they each pulled out an ID, saying that they were all 21. Even though she didn't really believe it, she let it be, she had a younger sister who had graduated today, and knew what was up. The group ordered drinks, and after they arrived, they passed around the pills. It was supposed to be really good stuff, from the City. The pills had immediate effect, and it was amplified by the fast, rhythmic beats of the club's music. But the buzz was soon killed.

Alec, staring cruelly at the night club door, unable to remove the image of the happy looking kids, started walking that way. His fists clenched and unclenched, the sun was finally down, his skin was taking on a sickly grey color, and the whites of his eyes were going black, the iris' turning red and orange, and his pupils dilating upwards and downwards so that they looked like cat-eyes. An evil smirk crept across his face, his eyebrows coming down in an infuriated expression. He stopped in front of the door for a split second, then reached out his left hand behind him slightly, as an inferno erupted up from the ground to his hand, forming his massive sword. He pushed the club door open with his free hand, then walked in, dragging the heavy-looking blade behind him on the ground.

"What the hell?!" Someone sitting at a table with a girl shouted. The girl started to turn around, her lips opening so that she could say 'What?', but Alec jumped at them through the air, spinning and sinking his sword into the top of her head, halfway turned to face Alec. The guy sitting across from her froze with his mouth hanging open, some of her blood and brain matter trickling down his face. Alec's demonic, fiery eyes locked on his, and he laughed wickedly, then in a flash moved forward as the lights went out in sync with the music, impaling the guy on his sword, then as the lights flashed back on, threw him through the air onto the dance floor. Alec turned to a waitress, trying to flee through the door, but with his super-human speed, he beat her there, looking as if he hadn't moved at all, standing calmly with the sword's tip resting on the ground.

"Going somewhere?" Blake heard some sadistic voice ask before there was a scream, and then two thuds, followed by the head of his waitress just a moment ago rolling past his table, onto the dance floor, where a man was laying in a pool of blood. Alec made quick work of the bartender too, disappearing from in front of the door as the lights went out, and reappearing as they came back on, crouching on top of the bar, blade held out horizontally in the air. Alec laughed, blood dripping off the blade, as what seemed like a thousand screams sounded off, muffled to anyone that was outside by the sound-proofed walls. And then he stabbed the bartender through the stomach, pulled the sword out, and then, in a bloodlusting frenzy, stabbed again and again and again, before turning to look at a dozen or so terrified faces.

Alec jumped off the bar, landing in front of some kid, and then sliced him in half, waving the sword through the air like it weighed nothing. "Matt!" Blake cried out as his friend fell to the ground in two pieces, blood squirting out all over the floor. Some girl started screaming, a high-pitched, blood-curdling sound, which sounded like it went on forever, only interrupted by the loud beats of the music. Alec swung at her, taking off an arm, and the girl stared at her blood spurting stump, still screaming, and then she fell to the ground as Alec chopped of one of her legs, laughing as he did it. Only then did the scream stop, as she fell face-first to the ground, landing with a sick crack of her neck.

Blake ran forward, in the hope of protecting his friends from this psycho, and swung with his fist, making perfect contact with Alec's jaw, but he didn't move so much as an inch from the impact. Blake grabbed his hand in pain, looking down at it, fractured at the very least, possibly shattered around his index and middle fingers, and then he went flying across the room, thrown like a rag doll by Alec. He collided into the wall, getting knocked unconscious, and then fell limply to the floor.

Alec continued in the slaughter as if no one had interrupted him, tearing through Blake's group of friends and all the others there, letting none escape. Limbs flew through the air like jets high up in the sky, followed by tendrils of blood, the smoke trails left behind. There was screaming for a few seconds, but he silenced it quickly, until there was only one girl left alive in the entire place, cowering over the body of the guy he had thrown across the room. Alec walked over to her, smiling warmly, blood coating him all over, having dyed random parts of his white hair red, and asked, "What's the matter?" His voice sounded completely genuine, and was in such a sweet tone, the girl, who's name was Sharon, looked at him through her tears, unsure if that was the same person that had just slaughtered everyone. "Are you alright?" Alec asked in the same tone of voice as he got on one knee, his sword scraping against the ground behind him. Then he reached out with a blood-drenched hand, grabbing Sharon by the back of her neck, and pulled her face to his kissing her full on the lips, sticking his tongue in as far as it would go, and then before she could even register what was happening, he spun his hand around from the back of her neck to the front, gripping down with inhuman strength on her throat. He pushed her back forcefully, ramming her against the wall, and then spun his body around, sinking his sword into her chest. Sharon tried to scream, but her throat was too full of blood for any noise greater than a gurgle to come out, and then she died there, pinned against the wall by a massive sword.

Alec walked over to the door, locking the deadbolt, and moved all the bodies over to where the still unconscious Blake was lying, Sharon having toppled over, laying on top of her boyfriend, bleeding all over him. Then, Alec made sure to use blood from every single one of the people he had just slain, in creating a massive version of the Symbol of Satan's Children, an upside-down star, a pentagram, surrounded by a snake devouring itself, then said to himself, "Hmmmm... There's something missing," he spun around, looking at the now empty club. "Ah, right!" He walked over to the bar, grabbing a bunch of high-proof bottles of liquor, and began pouring it all over the place. "Father, I wish you were here to see this." Alec said as he took out a match, ignited it, and then dropped it onto the blood and alcohol soaked ground. He was thinking of both his fathers, his human one, and the Fallen One, Satan. The flames burst into life, beginning their consumption of the place, and Alec watched from next to the door, then recited, "May Satan bless your souls; for you have Sinned and are now part of the Dead...... Snakes." Alec stepped outside, then shut the door again, and began walking down the street, south, towards New York City.

Blake bolted upright, and regretted it immediately, his head pounding, his body covered in sweat, he was so hot! And then he realized why, he saw the fire all around him, and then the bodies, the blood, before he looked down at himself, at Sharon lying on top of him, her face turned towards him. Her expression brought him to tears spontaneously. The pain that was so apparent on her face, the blood all over her, her mouth wide open, in a silent scream, blood still dripping out of it. His first reaction was to push her off, which he did, and he immediately felt ashamed for it, but he couldn't pull her back, as she rolled into the fire which had crept so much closer. Her body ignited, and then seemed to begin to bloat, massive blisters boiling up on her skin, just like everyone else around him. He turned away, then vomitted. When he looked up, away from the bodies, he saw the symbol, made of blood, and a chill crept up his spine despite how hot it was in the club. He turned back to the flames, hoping to see a way out, but there was none, and his eyes fell back to the bodies, expanding disgustingly, before they all exploded at once. Blood and bits of flesh coated Blake, followed by flames, and he screamed in disgust, horror, and pain, as he burned to death.

A car stopped along the side of the road, the driver looking at the blood soaked, white haired kid through the passenger window. "You alright, kid? Need some help?" Alec smirked deviantly at the man, and his sword appeared in a burst of flames in his hand, and he swung it down on top of the car, tearing through the roof, and then into the driver's head. The sword disappeared right after that, and then Alec walked over to the driver side door, opened it, and threw the body out. He drove away from New Paltz, New York, in a car with a massive gash in the roof, to New York City.

Kouta Hatusume breathed in deeply, the night in New York may have been stained with the smell of gas fumes and the constant noise of people walking around the city below him, but to him it was still a somewhat cleansing air as he looked up to the full moon, or tried to anyway. The moon was so beatiful when it was full, like a giant, ghostly light in the sky, or at least that's what he remembered it looking like. Kouta was sitting on top of one of the skyscrapers that littered New York, he liked being in high places where people couldn't care less of who he was or where he had come from. No, up here, where it looked like he could very well touch the moon, he was somewhat free. Though that didn't last long, he could faintly sense something, it wasn't an Angel or a Vampire, it was a human.
"So are you good or evil?" he said to himself, it was always a question he asked before indentifying the person. Kouta had lost his sight when he had died but that had not stopped him. He could see with his feet and his hands, but it was still a hinderence to him. He jumped off of the skyscraper, grabbing numerous bits and pieces to slow his descent until he dropped, with a slight thump, to the ground. He could tell the street here was crowded, but even though that he could hear the sound of menacing laughter. He walked towards the sound, ending up in an alley. It was dark and the air here was even worse than that of the crowded streets, it smelt of dry blood.
A face turned towards him, it was one of a theif. He had made a very respectable profit today, he had managed to pickpocket a couple of hundred from some old rich man who he had been passing and was now making a killing off this young woman.
"Come on girlie... does it really have to be like this, heh heh" he chuckled slightly, his voice filled with sarcastic menance. The young woman was rather... shapely to be percise, she was cowering on one of the walls of the narrow alley, trying to keep the theif away by franticlly swinging her handbag around. A moment passed and at one point the woman managed to hit the theif on the head with the handbag. The theif growled loudly at this then produced a knife and held it to the woman's throat "wrong choice girle" he was about to cut her when suddenly Kouta rushed forward and hit the man out of the way, letting the knife fall harmlessly to the floor "what th-" the theif started
"No man should raise his fist to a woman... and you threaten her... you disgust me" he raised his right knuckle to the theif, pointing it at his skul. The theif laughed slightly
"What you gonna do eyeless! Shoot me with an imaginery gun!" the theif started to laugh, then fell silent as a blast of white covered Kouta's knuckle, forming a three-barreled knuckle-gun.

"This gun is far from imaginery" Kouta sneered "hmm... i could kill you right here and now... i doubt anyone would care for your loss... but then i would have to send you to a better place and you don't deserve that... so i'll let you suffer" with that Kouta shot the theif in both of his legs. He retracted the gun "forget you saw this... you as well" he said to the woman, who was still so shoced she could barely speak, instead shaking her head silently "good..." and with that Kouta walked off. Another crime stopped, albeit in a very violent way. Oh well.

Zeruel let out a long and painful sigh, how was he ever supposed to find out if this girl was a Vampire or Angel, if Zeke was there. Zeke knew nothing about the creatures his ‘friend’ became during the night. “So where do you live Kia?” Zeke asked in a bouncy tone, a tone which annoyed Zeruel greatly, he had a girlfriend yet he was already trying for a second one. “Somewhere around here Zeke.” Zeruel growled back at him. He would just be glad when they got there, even though, the only hint they got was ‘this way’ and a finger being pointed in the south-east direction. Kia being drunk and all didn’t help, it just slowed down the process of trying to find where she lived.

Zeruel stared up at the sky as it was already beginning to set, given about 10minutes, so they better find her house soon before Zeke witnessed their transformations. His eyes wandered to Kia constantly, in a analytical fashion. She didn’t seem like a cold-blooded Vampire, but then, which female does? Vampires were crafty, hiding behind their innocence.

“It’s this one.” Kia pointed to a shop, which looked a little run down and was just about to close too. “You live upstairs in a shop?” Zeke looked at her in awe, Zeruel just rolled his eyes, it wasn’t that amazing at all. In fact it was pretty cheap, although there was a benefit of getting free food from downstairs. “My friend Eddie runs it.” Kia gave a nod and a smile to Zeke before walking inside, Zeruel followed inventively, if she was a Vampire, he would be the one to kill her. “Ando, where are you-” Zeke had stopped when Zeruel gave a cold glare back at him before continuing inside. “Alright, I’ll see you back at the apartment. Be back before university starts!” he called after Zeruel with a sly grin on his face, considering Zeruel wasn’t good with girls, so this would be his first since Zeke knew him.

As they got up the stairs, Kia had a worried look about her face, the person downstairs packing away all of the stuff didn’t seem to be her friend, otherwise she would have greeted him. It was a good thing she didn’t question Zeruel why he was following her, perhaps she wanted him to…he stopped his thoughts quickly as the smell of blood came wafting out from the doorway to the upstairs room. “Eddie.” Kia yanked off a note which was left on the door and screw it up in her hands, without even trying to read it. She pushed open the door and went inside, scouring the area, nothing seemed out of place, no blood anywhere, no signs of a struggle. “Don’t go in the bathroom.” she told Zeurel, looking back at his confused face. He didn’t really react, but knew that was where the smell of blood was coming from, that was also probably the place where this person called Eddie was killed. Kia had now sat down on the sofa, just staring blankly, she didn’t cry, even though she knew that her friend had been killed. Zeruel watched her for a minute before looking out the window, seeing the last signs of the sun he quickly ran into the bathroom.

He managed to avoid himself from slipping in the pool of blood, but slid into the bath, causing a huge disturbance, making Kia aware of where he now was. It didn’t bother him though as he fell to his knees in the puddle of blood and clutched his chest. His heart began pounding as he felt the transformation begin, there wasn’t much psychical change, although, around his eyes would appear a blue shadow. Like he was wearing make-up. Oh the comment he would get from it, which is why he would usually wear glasses, but he didn’t have them with him today, they were back at his room. His eyes would glow an intense blue as he was filled with the urges to kill Vampires. After a few minutes, he was able to stand again, an evil smirk crossing over his lips. As he held out his hand, sparkly particles formed a halberd, purple in colour and reaching just below his height when held up straight. Now was the time he would find out whether or not this girl was his enemy, or just another Angel.

He pushed the bathroom door open so hard it slammed and cracked against the wall beside it. He held the halberd up right as Kia looked at him with a surprised look. Blood dripped off of him and onto her carpet as he took a few slow steps forward. As Kia began to run, he lunged forward pinning her to the floor, the blood from his hair, dripping onto her pale face. “Now then,” he smirked, bringing the tip of the halberd to where her heart should be. “Which one are you?”

Kia's heart was pounding. He had her right where he wanted her and even though the transformation had made her a little more alert the intoxicating substances were still seeping through her. Blood dripped onto her fae causing her to pale even more a tear slipped down her face and her teeth gritted. In the background she could hear the message recorder playing the messages from a week or so ago.
Hey Kia. Its Eddie just making sure you remeber to lock the door. Keep safe. Do not and I mean do not let any strangers into the house. All these deaths are scaring me. The cycle continued as she took rushed breaths and shook her head her hair getting in her face.

“Which one are you?”

The guy who called himself Ando had a Helberd. Purple. It was too close to her and she shook her head paniking. "Get off me..." She yelled trying to push him off. If only she could grab her gun. "Get ... of... me... please..." She started to pale more and tears fell down her face. She didnt like him being so close. She didnt know him and she had reasons before working out he wasnt human to not trust guys. They're all pigs. "Why would I tell you?" She gritted her teeth. "Why ... Would I tell you!?" She was still furious as to the fact that he was coating her in her mates blood and struggled underneath him still not wanting to coopearate. She wasnt going to give herself away. The way he had reacted lead her to believe he was a vampire but she didnt know for sure.

(IDK if the creator ever intended for there to be a certain statement Vamps had to do during their lil ritual, but if so, then it's near the end of this post. SJ came up with it as well. Feel free to repeat it to all your victims, Vampires. hehe)

It was only 10 PM by the time a car with a long gash in the roof rolled into the upper west side, being halted by the almost completely frozen traffic, literally, because there was no driver inside the torn up vehicle. Alec had gotten out of the vehicle a short ways back, and then he tied down the gas pedal so that the vehicle went careening down a packed street, finally rear ending a nice sedan, twisting the metal, sending shards flying. Alec smirked from a block away, admiring his work. He enjoyed causing general discord; chaos like this was something he had always enjoyed, before he was a Vampire. A man started screaming from within the vehicle Alec's had collided into. The pain was very clear in the sound of his voice. Alec's lips parted, revealing his pearly white teeth, as he laughed, and then disappeared into a dark alleyway.

He ws still covered in blood, most of it dried on to form a crusty crimson shell. His hair dangled in thick, stuck together strands, and his face had rivulets of blood that had dried on it in a vertical design. His leather clothing was coated in blood as well, but it was nothing a little warm water couldn't fix, later. Much later. He still had to get a feel for New York City, afterall. He walked through the maze-like series of alleys, his fiery eyes revealing everything in the darkness. A group of homeless huddled together, a black cat prowling from on top of a closed dumpster, looking for it's next meal. Kind of like Alec. His smirk was still present on his face, and his eyes were glued on the group of homeless people. One of the men shivered as Alec's eyes moved across his back, and then turned, becoming transfixed by the blood-soaked man's demonic gaze.

The homeless man's eyes widened, and his mouth dropped open while he stepped backwards, patting one of the others on the shoulder without turning from Alec. He tried to speak, but was unable to form anything more than some strange, guttural grunting. The other man looked, holding a 40 oz. and then laughed at Alec. "Wha da hella ya wan boya?" he asked accusatorily, slurring his words and dribbling alcohol down his beard.

Alec's smile vanished, replaced by a vacant look, and then he slowly turned his head to the black cat, sitting on top of the dumpster, licking at it's paw, and then it's eyes rose up to meet his. Alec nodded to the cat, then muttered, "Ah, sure, why not?" and put his hand out to his side as an inferno rose up from the ground, becoming the gargantuan sword that was his signature killing tool. Then in a louder voice, but still low and sinister, Alec said to the bum, "I want your souls." The man dropped his bottle of booze, and then began to turn around, shouting out loudly, but absent any words, just a loud, monotonous noise. The rest of the homeless people followed suit, dropping whatever they were doing, and then turning away from Alec, but by the time they were facing the opposite direction, Alec was already there, tapping the point of his blade against the asphalt impatiently. "How rude." He said with a madman's grin, "You would really just leave me in the alley like that?" Alec asked, puffing out his lower lip, acting offended. "What if the monsters came out?" The grin returned, and he rushed forward, simultaneously swinging his sword, cutting down three of them in one swipe.

The blood flew across the alley, splattering against the far wall. The bum that was closest to Alec froze in terror, lower jaw stammering uncontrollably, slowly backing away, and the bum furthest from Alec ran. But too slow. Alec threw his sword like a spear, impaling the running man in the shoulder and then nailing him against the wall. Alec laughed, running his hands through his blood soaked hair, and then slapped the stammering bum in front of him, sending him careening across the alley, colliding into the dumpster the black cat was on. It didn't move, just stared down at the man lying in a pile on the ground, and Alec walked forward, while the other homeless guy that was nailed to the wall began screaming and straining against the blade, but to no avail. Alec leaned over the bum by the dumpster, and then grabbed him by the back of the neck. He lifted him over his own head, and then slammed his face into the edge of the dumpster, shattering his facial bones, splattering blood everywhere.

The cat resumed licking it's blood-covered paw, and then Alec turned his attention to the homeless man stuck to the wall. "What to do with you...." Alec said darkly in between the man's screaming, causing him to fall silent as he awaited his death sentence. All hope was gone from his eyes, the haze of drunkenness replaced by the clarity that pain brought to a man's mind.

With defiance, he jutted out his chin, then said boldly, "God damn you." before spitting at Alec in the face.

Alec just grinned wider, wiping the spit away carelessly. "He already has." Alec placed a hand on the hilt of his sword, still holding the man immobile against the wall, "Just as Satan... Shall now Bless you." He twisted the sword clockwise, tendons ripping and bones cracking, and then counter-clockwise, causing blood to spurt from the wound. The man screamed in torment, tensing up his entire body, a foot off the ground, still unable to move. Then Alec pulled the blade out of the wall, but kept the man impaled on it, and held the blade upwards to the sky, making blood rain down on Alec from the man above him. The black cat jumped down off the dumpster, and then sat down in the middle of the alley, facing the blood-soaked vampire, holding up the man stuck on the sword effortlessly, laughing like a lunatic. Alec suddenly spun around, flinging the man off the blade, down the alley, and then he collided with fatal force into the dumpster. His spine shattered, and his pained cries immediately ceased. The cat blinked once, slowly and deliberately, still gazing at Alec, grinning in his ecstasy.

Alec walked down the alley to the dumpster, past the cat, which turned it's head to watch Alec, and began to do his work. Alec made the symbol of blood on the ground this time, in the center of the alley next to the dumpster, and then recited it, his victims right of passage. "May Satan bless your souls; for you have Sinned and are now part of the Dead...... Snakes." Then the bodies began to bloat, boils and blisters forming all over them, before the bodies exploded, blood, guts, and flesh lining the alleyways walls, drenching the black cat in the mess. Alec walked away, smirking as blood dripped off his chin and nose, flicking a bit of meat off his shoulder, and the cat began to lap at a puddle of crimson goo, sating it's appetite, just like Alec had.

Rin stared up at the sky letting out a sigh as the sun slowly disappeared and the moon rose up. Her arm glowed a bit as she ducked into an ally and a large tattoo appeared on it. She didn't change much when the sun went down, all that happened was a tattoo appeared. Not very holy she had always thought, but that just furthered her theory of how god must have hated her. She pulled out a picture of her, two kids, and a man. "You doomed me to this constant hell." She said looking up at the sky. She let out a sigh, pulling out a pack of cigarets and taking out the last one. "Of course." She said to herself putting it to her lips and lighting it.

The smoke slowly rose up towards the sky as Rin let out a sigh of relief and held out her free hand. Light sparkled gathering around it and formed a rather large and imposing axe. She heard a cackling laugh from behind her. "Miss your family little angel?" the voice asked followed by the sound of a weapon materializing from flames. "I was waiting on you. Your late."She said turning around with a blank expression raising the axe and blocking his attack already in progress. She lifted her foot and kicked him into the building beside her. "You bitch!" the vampire said crawling out of the rubble sword in hand. he sprang at her in a blink of the eye cutting her arm slightly and her cigaret. "Oh you screwed up now. That was my last smoke." She said throwing the cigaret down with a glare.

He sprang at her again with a laugh. Rin lifted the axe blocking the attack again and in one swift motion, grabbing the vampire by the face, slamming his head into the wall, and stabbing the tip on top of the axe trough his neck pinning him to the wall. She reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarets. "You want be needing these were your going." She said taking one out and lighting it. "Now. Time to put you out of your misery you disgusting beast." She then twisted the axe with her free had snapping the vampires neck and ripping his throat out.

Rin let out a sigh as she dipped her finger in the vampires blood and drew a circle and two crescent shaped moons on either side of it. She looked up at the sky and said "I send this soul to you. May I continue to be your ant and you the kid with the magnifying glass." The vampire's body then turned to dust and was swept away in the wind along with the smoke from her cigaret.

Charlotte was roaming the city streets at night, looking for someone that the world would be better off without. She doesn't like having to kill someone and send them to hell every night, she wished she could just rest in peace.

Eventually, she found a crook running out of a gas station with about $100 dollars in his right hand and a gun in his left. She had followed him secretly into an alley until the crook stopped and noticed her. "Hey what are you doing here? Beat it or I will bust a cap up yo ass!" Her expression didn't change at that threat, "You know armed robbery is a crime, right?"

The robber had an evil smile "Heh, it's your funeral bitch!" He tried to empty a few bullets into her but to his surprise, she effortlessly jumped in the air and dodged them. "Actually it's yours." Charlotte tackled him to the ground and grabbed a hold of his head and started twisting it to the left. "Enough!! I give!!" Charlotte didn't stop and she easily broke his neck, killing him quickly and painlessly. Charlotte sighed "Nothing personal, but it's just what I have to do." She then summoned her cleaver to stab the corpse and get enough blood to draw the symbol, sending him to hell.

Tick..... tock..... tick......drop.....drip.....drop.....
How beautiful it was, the music it made. And the colours. What colours it shone, if only you looked close enough.
Oh and the taste. The rich coppery taste upon the tongue. That explosion.
It was sad when it stopped flowing, stopped making that deep colour spread out on the floor, falling into the patterns and highlighting them with it's own beauty.
She sighed and looked at the bed.
The bed was more perfect that she could have even hope for, and the was glad she hadn’t needed to ruin it. So much white, so innocent. She looked like a goddess, a beautiful, perfect creature, as she lay there in the bed. At first, you would have thought her sleeping, if anyone could truly look so peaceful when asleep.
But then you would notice the chest not rising. You would see she was too still, too peaceful for one just sleeping.
And that was because she was dead.
Upon pulling the bed clothes back, her wrists were seen to be slit, both having spilt their blood for someone else's enjoyment.
And she had thoroughly enjoyed it.
Now she marvelled at the master piece, at it’s staging. She sprinkled the petals from the bed across the floor, until they came to the front door.
Yes, whoever found her would be in for a shock.
So it seemed, would Vito, when there were footsteps upon the hall outside.
She despaired as she gazed upon her masterpiece, but then maybe this could add to it.

Zeke fumbled with his keys on the landing, a grin on his face. She would be there, the girl he loved above all else.
He’d missed her, whilst he was out with Zeruel, but she had insisted, laughing her perfect little laugh and pushing him from the door, telling him he would be a distraction from her work. She was a firm believer in completing her work on time and she had plenty to do. After all, that was what it took to be a doctor.
He was glad he left, but now he couldn’t wait to see her. Of course, this was her place, not his, but she had given him a key for whenever he’d wanted to stay. Tonight he just wanted to see that perfect smile.
His own smile was plastered onto his face. He hadn’t heard his phone, but he had found a missed call and message from her in his voicemail. Her words made him feel lighter than air and all he wanted to do was kiss those perfect lips and tell her he felt the same.
“Hey....” her voice said from his phone. “I guess you’re still busy with your friends.... I.... I just wanted to tell you...... I love you, Zeke. I really do.... And I hope you feel the same way.....”
There was a chuckle, before she continued, “if not, then I guess I’ve just said something I should have said drunk, right?”
Another chuckle. How adorable her laugh was.
“But... I do.... I love you, Zeke.”
He’d listened to that message 3 times already, his heart lifting each time. He had wanted to call her back, but decided to surprise her instead. He would tell her to her face. He wanted to see her. He’d even picked a daisy from a small patch of grass on his way. It would be a silly guesture and she would laugh, but it would be their symbol.
As he pushed open the door, he was surprised to find the lights were off, but maybe she was tired. She’d been working so hard lately, but she never grumbled, never got mad at his hanging around. She told him she loved his being around, despite his childish, and somewhat pervy ways. He’d replied “somewhat?” and then promised to ensure she believed he was completely pervy. She’d laughed.
He was about to turn and go, not wanting to disturb her, when he saw the petals. Had she anticipated him? They led to the bedroom.....
He grinned. Not exactly how he’d planned this, but he would take the bonus gratefully. He wasn’t about to turn down a gift horse.
He didn’t notice something was wrong, didn’t see that the shadows in one part of the room were darker than the rest.
He moved silently across the room, following the trail of petals and pausing at the doorwat. In the moonlight, he could see her outline. She was already in bed. He grinned, planning to slip in beside her and wake her.
He carefully took off his shoes so as not to make a noise, and took 2 steps into the room.....
He stopped. The floor was wet?
He lifted his foot, but his black sock showed nothing. Had she spilled something and left it on the floor? That wasn’t like her. It wasn’t water, too sticky.
He took off his socks, frowning a little. Not quite so romantic, but still, it wouldn’t ruin this moment.
He reached the bed and sat beside her, stroking her face softly. She didn’t even stir. She must have been so tired.
“Emily,” he whispered and then froze.
He moved his hand to her nose and mouth. She wasn’t breathing.
“Emily?” he said, a little louder and more urgently.
He threw back the bedclothes and reached for the lamp, showing him the horrific sight.
He sobbed, and would have let out a scream, or a wail, had not someone moved behind him and in 1 short movement, ended his life with a razor to the throat.

Vito sighed as she looked at the mess the boy had made. He’d ruined her beautiful mural.
Still, she thought, licking the razor clean, it was actually nice to see the after show party.
She stepped carefully over his fallen body, leaving him lay on the floor, his blood now over the female’s face and torso, as well as ruining the white bed sheets, but there was nothing to be done about that.
Carefully, she drew her symbol on the door of the apartment, deciding that it would act as her welcome to anyone passing.
"Maggio Satana benedice le sue anime; per lei Ha Peccato e sono ora la parte dei morti," she murmured. "Dare il mio amore a Satana, per il suo perdono sarà la sua sola salvezza."
the first part was the curse, or the prayer, that went with the sacrifice. The second was something of her own. Should anyone have ever heard, and understood, they would have translated it as Give my love to Satan, for his forgiveness will be your only salvation.
With that, Vito sighed and slipped out into the night.
"305....... 305........ 305......"

Rin looked down at her cigaret which had the vampires blood dried on it. It didn't really bother her. It was kind of like a victory celebration only she wasn't happy she won. "So another night of this hell." She said to herself walking down the crowded street, her hands in her jean pocks and cigaret hanging out of her mouth. She saw a coffee machine over in by an ally. *I could use a cup right about now. It is kind of cold out.* She thought walking over and pulling out some change. She entered the change into the machine. *A dollar fifty for a coffee. outrageous.* She thought as a sequence of buttons started to flash. She pressed 'coffee start'. The machine read error. She pushed mocha, coffee start. The machine read error again. She started to shake getting angry. She pressed all the buttons with force then, then coffee start. Error the machine read yet again. She stood there for about ten minutes unable to get her coffee. "Damn this piece of shit!" She said biting her cigaret and punching the machine, and leaving the middle of it crushed.

She slowly backed away as people stared at her. She glared at them and yelled "You got a problem?!" All the people flinched and backed away slowly, making room for her as she walked away. She cussed under her breath as she walked down the street looking for a cafe still open, a trail of smoke following close behind and dispersing into the chilly wind. She noticed a man with a Mohawk was following her by looking into the window reflections as she walked past. *Another vampire?* she thought watching the windows closely. "No just a human looking to get his rocks off." She said to herself annoyed before turning into a ally watching him follow.

The man sped up and pushed Rin against the wall. "Hey there sweet lips! Your hot." He said. Rin glared at him for a moment. "Get the fuck away from me. Now is not the night to piss me off. i will kill you." She said in a serious tone. The man smiled and pulled out a pocket knife. "you might want to rethink that honey." He said with a crazed smile. "I don't have time for this bull shit." She said grabbing him by the throat. She lifted him up and threw him into the trash can near by. She lit up another of the vampire blood soaked cigarets and walked out of ally seeing a coffee shop. *finally.* She thought walking in and ordering a coffee from a cashier.

A sadistic grin would appear on Zeruel's face, his eyes glowing intensely, his free hand grabbed one of Kia's strange hands. He held it softly, his touch gentle and soothing, his voice however became dark and sinister, lined with evil intent. "I don't think your any position to be questioning me. So how about it Kia?" his grip on her hand tightened as he bent it backwards slowly to cause her pain, and if she didn't answer any time soon, snapping it. Although, it seemed to cause Zeruel pain too, for it was a hand which was wrapped tightly in bandages, due to the 'accident' he had earlier before university. Zeke worried too much though and ran all of the way to the Nurse's office to get more than enough bandages to cover Zeruel's whole body twice.

The constant messages playing in the background deeply annoyed Zeruel, it was obvious in his face. It came to a point, just before he was going to break her hand, that he couldn't take it anymore. He swiftly arose from Kia, but pulled her up by the hand he had locked with her's and dragged her over to the answer machine. "Say goodbye to the last words you'll hear from your boyfriend." he plunged the halberd into the answer machine/phone and threw it against the window, causing the window to smash outwards, most likely causing at least one fatal injury on a civilian, from the raining glass.

His attention now fixed back on Kia as he kept his hand firmly locked with hers and he rose the halberd yet again, pointing it like an arrow at her. An over-sized arrow at that. "Say goodnight Vampire." he grinned as he could imagine the blood and screams coming from Kia as he would plunge the halberd straight through her, although they were now standing up, there was no way she'd be able to dodge it at such a close range, and with Zeruel's hand locked firmly with hers.

Kia was still panicked. "I learned to never go down quietly.." She had felt all the extra strentgh rush into her but didnt feel able to use it. The Ando Kid had her hand now and she whimpered under the pressure then gasped a little. A blush rose into her face. "I was stupid.... Stupid to believe you just wanted to help... Stupid to believe you might actually be someone when time came that I could trust." She was furious and when he pulled her up she spat at him. Her mind was reeling. She thought that he was some kind of vampire sent to finish the job and that it would only be a matter of minutes... no seconds. A smashing sound made her body flinch and a laugh escaped.
"Geez.... I've told you already... I dont have a boyfriend..." She rolled her eyes and tried to tug herself away. Her breathing was still off balance and her face was now flushed with the anger and humiliation.

"Say goodnight Vampire."

And she stopped still... "V-v-v-vampire?" Her heart continued to thump as she looked at him confussed. "I-I-I thought... that.." She looked away and continued to try and tug herself away in case it was a trap to work out who she is and he was coaxing her into it slowly.

Zeruel's smirk widened significantly as Kia attempted to get away from him, but she wasn't able to prevail. Oh how he would always love it when they struggle, it was so much more amusing, rather than them just standing still and accepting their fate. Something which threw him off though, was her questioning the word Vampire. He was just about to stab her with his weapon, when she stuttered the word, like she had no idea what he was talking about. The glow in his eyes seemed to let up slightly and his hand loosen on her hand, loose enough for her now to get out. "You thought what? That I was a Vampire?" he looked at her questioningly, but kept his weapon poised to strike. There was doubt and confusion in his words, not know what to think now. Could she really be an Angel? She didn't seem to look like a Vampire...her eyes weren't red as were most Vampire's. "How dare you compare me to those filthy creatures!" he snapped at her, anger now in his face that she had thought of him as a Vampire. He hated the things, mainly because of what they did to his friends.

It was a few days after he had became an Angel, where he used to live inside California. He didn't know whether it was aloud or not, but he did something he probably should have. He went back to go and see his friends, his family actually lives in New York, they had moved there a few years ago. However Zeruel had stayed in California and was attending the university along with his friends, some of them being roommates. He hurried along to his room, where he was sharing it with one of his friends; Darren his name was. As he came to the room and opened it, it was empty, free from every belonging him and Darren had ever owned. It confused him greatly, but then it was a possibility that he had moved room? He went to every other of his friend's rooms, but they had also been cleared. Perhaps they moved away...? Zeruel wondered, it had only been a few days, could they really have moved so quickly. He walked downstairs to the reception and inquired about his friend's rooms. He was told that the occupants had been murdered only 2 days ago. They had been murdered when they were out one night, the only lead the police got was that the murderer had white hair.

Zeruel only guessed it was a Vampire, because a witness told the police that the bodies just burst. Leaving no remains at all. Zeruel didn't know if he cared that they were dead, they did kill him after all. Well maybe it wasn't their fault, but it was definitely their idea, no matter how much Zeruel told them he couldn't swim, how he hated the water. But they didn't listen, and that's when he became an Angel. But now he was back, back to see them in his new life. But they were gone...murdered by a cold-blooded Vampire...After that, Zeruel moved to New York in an attempt to find his parents, but they had passed away in a car accident.

Kia stumbled back and fell back onto the sofa and sitting there she bowed her head slightly ashamed. "I... Well you honestly believe Im a vampire you fool. So insensitive." But what had she expected. "The way you were looking at me creeped me out and.... could you not crowd me so much. It clouds my judgement." Her slurred speech had come to that of proper and hostile. she drew her gun and pointed it at him. "It seems we're both in check." She sighed and yawned slightly. She wasnt tired she was just a little groggy where her mind had managed to kick back in. The blood had started to harden on her face and she frowned. "Youre name. I want to know your name." She had knew he went by Ando in front of people like Zeke but that wasnt what she was to call him. "And then." She was still sat there gun poised. "I want a decent apology." She smirked and tilted a head. "Think youre clever enough to manage that or is it slightly to difficult considering your lack of self control." She let her words sound harsh her rough edges starting to form a bit more taking her innocent touch straight from her. She didnt care how much she had hurt his feelings by assuming he was a vampire all she knew was his intent had been to kill her. If he was an Angel or not she was taught to retaliate and defend.

Kia had stumbled back onto the sofa and just sat there. Zeruel lowered the halberd and brought it to a standing position again, his eyes were fixed onto Kia's every movement. However he couldn't find the time to stop her from pulling out a gun and aiming at him. His facial expression became one of anger as he raised the halberd to point it at her again, it was a test of who's weapon could get to who first. Zeruel's halberd only had a few meters to go before he could impale Kia's head on it, however her gun had speed. The blood which had dripped onto Kia had hardened on her face, not exactly a pretty sigh. Although, Zeruel's hair was in clumps because of the same blood, it wasn't even their blood. It was that from her friend Eddie's, the one who was murdered by a group of Vampires. Or so Zeruel though, there being no remains of the body in the bathroom, just a lake of blood. It didn't help that the bathroom was small, Eddie could have been killed in the bath and have enough blood to overflow the bath. "My name?" Zeruel gave a smirk, it was obvious she had caught on, the name Ando just didn't fit him. "Zeruel." he didn't bother to check the authenticy of Kia's name, he knew it was her's, she had no reason to change her name. If she was caught by police, it wouldn't matter, from what Zeruel could see, her life consisted of going out every day getting drunk. She continued to point the gun at him whilst she asked for an apology. "Why should I give you an apology?" He scoffed, he saw no reason in it, he was only doing what ever Angel would. "You're the one who wouldn't tell me what you were. So it's your fault."

"Think youre clever enough to manage that or is it slightly to difficult considering your lack of self control." she mocked him a little, but her words were harsh and serious, it didn't seem to fit the innocent look about her at all. "Of course I can apologize! I just don't want to! You should apologize for calling me a Vampire!" he snapped at her quickly, in an angry tone. He let out an extremely long sigh and turned his halberd to dust, due to the broken window, it had been sucked out into the outside word, it was rather strange to witness, but it was better than the dust just dropping on the carpet. "I'm sorry." he mumbled incoherently under his breath so she couldn't hear it.

"Zeruel." She dropped the gun and stood up. "Now... Im sorry for being agressive..." She smiled at him. "But Im now guessing that we're both Angels." She tilted her head and then walked over to the sink scrubbing her face. "I swear I had said something about not going in the bathroom..." She mumbled to herself slightly annoyed by it. Slipping her hand through her hair she urned around grabbed her gun and slipped into the bathroom emerging with a pair of sunglasses and her footprints sunk the blood into the carpet. She didnt know about Zeruel and giving him a quick scan over she smirked. "I like it... Blue... suits you." It was dark out and someone downstairs must of heard them. Kia however bold and vigilant right now didnt want a stand off with the police department when they arrived. Grabbing a phone she chucked it in her pocket and turned to Zeruel. "You dealt with me in a rather interesting way. You asked questions. Why... Werent you sure what I was?" She hadnt been sure what he was but she knew now and some harmful teasing couldnt hurt. She wanted to see that laugh that makes his whole face contort anger. "Look... I hate to say this but Youre now standing in the middle of my evacuation. I gotta find a new house by this evening or Im trying to claim rights on a bus shelter." She stood there looking him up and down. "So... Whats there left you have to say?" He's a nice guy and I dont like having to play tough or try and scare him but why do I feel threatened?

Kouta sighed, he had been walking around for a while now but still couldn't see anything interesting to do, no pun intended. Suddenly though he felt some strange dust go out of a window, onto him.
"Hmm... i wonder" he mumbled as he swept the dust off of him, walking towards the direction where he had felt the dust come from, he came into contact with a wall and started scaling it, feeling for hand and foot-holds with his hands. A few people stared at him, but he ignored them as he came to a broken window. He neatly dodged through the broken glass and then felt a somewhat hostile atmosphere, he could hear people. He looked towards the direction of some sort of mumbling, he could sense two peope in the room, who were either Vampires or fellow angels. They hadn't attacked yet so he waved and said "sorry did i come in the middle of a lover's quarrl?"

Rin took a seat at the counter. The waiter just sat there playing on his computer ignoring her. She sat there and glared at him for fifteen minutes before she finally got pissed and threw her cigaret at him. The man jumped up dropping his computer and braking it in his panic. "Opps." Rin said with smart mouthed tone. "Well now that you aren't busy you can get your lazy ass over here and take my order." She said glaring at him the whole time. The waiter looked at her extremely angry. "What would....you like...miss?" he said between gritting his teeth together. Rin smiled at the fact she managed to piss him off and brake his laptop in one action. "Id like a cup of coffee. Black with no sugar." She said with an amused smiled. The man stomped away going to fix her coffee. She lit another smoke while she waited.

The man finally came back with her coffee and sat it down rather hard. "This is a non-smoking cafe." He said rather angry with her. "Do I really look like I give a rats ass." Rin said looking at her coffee which had a big ball of spit floating at the top. She looked at the coffee in her hand then back to waiter. She did that a few times with a blank expression before throwing to scalding hot coffee in his face. The man dropped to the floor screaming and rolling around. Rin peered over the counter. "Make it again. This time with no spit you waste of life." The man got up after a minute and walked back to re fix her coffee.

he came back once again only after ten minutes this time slamming the coffee on the counter this time. Rin picked it up and felt that it was ice cold like he stuck it in the freezer. "Burn me with it now bitch." The man said sitting back down and watching t.v. Rin stared at the coffee as she took out her lighter and heated it up for few minutes. She then threw her smoke at him once more. "God damn it!" The man said standing up and brushing the cherry off of his now burnt stained cloths. He started to shake as he walked over. "What the hell do you want now?!" He yelled at Rin. She stared at him for a moment then threw the piping hot coffee in his face yet again. He grabbed his face and fell behind the screaming and rolling around. Rin peered over the counter at him. "How many times are we going to have to do this before you learn?" She asked with a very annoyed tone.

Kia dropping the gun and her apology was something Zeruel didn't actually expect at all. He was half expecting her shoot him for the comments he made about her being the one in the wrong. She was a hard person to tell, one minute she'd be really aggressive and pissed off, but the next minute she'd be sweet, almost innocent, if it wasn't for the blood. Although, she was quick to remove this by washing her face in the sink of the kitchen. Zeruel just stared at her, he hated the sound of running water, it made him feel somewhat paranoid. He subconsciously rubbed his bandaged up hand, it caused him a little pain when he did so, which sort of brought him out of the trace. He blinked a few times when she had finished and walked past him into the bathroom. "I like it... Blue... suits you." she was now in front of him, looking him up and down, examining him. He looked at her and into her eyes but then realized what he was doing and quickly looked away. "I hate it." he mumbled under his breath. It was only because blue was supposed to be the colour of water, which he also hated. "You dealt with me in a rather interesting way. You asked questions. Why... Werent you sure what I was?" Kia turned to look at him after picking up something from the nearby table, a phone or keys Zeruel guessed. He was still standing still, not moving from the spot he had first started in, although he turned his head to look at Kia. "Because..." he had stopped himself, not wanting to give the answer, he actually wouldn't want to kill a girl, if it was a male, he would have killed them anyway. Vampire or not. "Look... I hate to say this but Youre now standing in the middle of my evacuation. I gotta find a new house by this evening or Im trying to claim rights on a bus shelter." She stood there looking him up and down. "So... Whats there left you have to say?"

Without a second for Zeruel to reply, someone came in through the window. It caused Zeruel to turn sharply and look, it was a male, aged only a few years older than Zeruel himself, however it was hard to tell, due to a bandage covering his eyes. He had short black hair and was only about an inch taller than Zeruel. He threw a glare at the man, not that he could see it. His aura reeked of either a Vampire or an Angel, though he reminded Zeruel of a Vampire he had once killed. The man would of had to hear things in order to retaliate, which is why Zeruel quietly materialized his weapon and lunged at the man, he held out his halberd to the side, so if he tried to dodge, he would be swept away with it anyway. Zeruel misinterpreted the distance between them and the window and the force he lunged at the man at. They both fell out of the window, the man falling just in front of Zeruel, he held out his halberd with the tip pointing down as the fell. Upon hitting the ground, the halberd stabbed into the ground, but missed the man, Zeruel managed to hang onto it and avoid hitting the pavement. Many people would actually stop and stare at what looked like two people trying to commit suicide by jumping from a 3 story window.

Kia sighed flinching at the smash of the glass. She looked at it wide eyed and mouth a gape for a minute then raced to the window to look onto the ground below at the guys. “There is no way... No way in hell you are getting me to jump out a window Zeruel.” She shook her head defiantly and glared at the newcomer instantly furious at him. Despite her young age she was still determined to bite his head off about it. “You... who ever you are... You are so paying for the repairs and dont give me any shit about the fact you didnt break it cause I dont care Im blaming you anyway!” She sighed and rolled her eyes. Something there was something odd about the mans aura and he had climbed through her window Pervert. then she noticed that she couldn’t work out what he was and he wasn’t normal. Placing her hands on the broken edges desperately leaning out the window the blood seeping out her hand but a worried look stained her face. “Zeruel! Are you okay?” her heart was trying to leap out of her and join the battle but she forced herself to remain in control of her actions as something told her she’d be told to keep out of it. Told to keep safe and to not bother. Told she’s weak and an idiot her eyes looked at the public hoping they could wrap this up without worrying people. Explaining things to the authorities would be difficult especially with the remains of Eddie in the bathroom. She still didnt return from the window though her hair in her eyes and a determined look about her. Like she was excited by this turn of events.

As Kouta hit the floor, having been flung out the window he got up and sighed
"Hey! Is this how you guys treat an angel" they still hadn't attacked him, so they most likely weren't vampires, well ok one attacked him but that was probably a mistake. He sighed again as he heard a girl say that he had to pay for the damages to the house "look for one thing i wouldn't have come up there if that dust from your weapon hadn't fell on me... two, if you are thinking it, no i am not a pervert... you don't just attack people radomly you know, it's considered rude" he knew that they probably wouldn't care about the rude thing, though if they did take it to offense he would be ready, he didn't want to cause a commotion but if push came to shove he would have to use the knuckleguns "sorry, i never introduced myself... name's Kouta Hatusume..." he moved his head over to the direction he thought where the guy had hit him out had fallen "so you must be Zeruel" he looked to the girl again and said "i heard your leaving this house... which whould make the effort of me paying useless"

Kia poted and jumped out the window landing on her feet. "Hey! I dont care... I really dont care if youre an Angel or not you dont just make me worry about Zeruel like that!" She was furious and she pushed him over getting her handprints on the guy. Her hairbands had fallen out meaning her hair was hanging by her shoulder and she pushed him again then flung herself at him trying to brutally beat him with her hands. "It wasnt my house! Fix it you bastard!" She screamed at him still overwhelmed by everything that keeps happening. "Fix it I hate you I hate you I hate you!" She didnt glance at Zeruel once as she tried to beat up the new Angel.

Kouta sighed as the girl tried to beat him up, he grabbed her hand in his own, stopping it from making any punching motion
"will you calm down... for one Zeruel was the one who pushed me out of your window, casing it to break not me..." he raised his knuckle and as one of the dual knuckle-gun appeared, the barrels glinting slightly "i do not intend to hurt anybody but please, you are making a scene" by now people were starting to gather, though they quickly dispersed as the knuckle gun appeared "is the world damned enough now that one of another's own kind cannot talk to their own kind freely?" he made the knuckle gun disseper and let go of the girl's fist "you are strong hearted... but guided too easily by your emotions... remember that"

Zeruel smirked, flipping himself in the air and yanking the halberd from the ground, he span in the air whilst holding the halberd, causing one large circle of where it would cut. It was obvious that it would miss, but it was worth a try and it got him to his feet. He landed and held the halberd up right, looking at the Angel/Vampire, who had survived the fall, rather well actually, any normal human would have been killed from a fall like that, so it just proved Zeruel's theory of being either a Vampire or an Angel. "Hey! Is this how you guys treat an angel" he said, rather defensively at that. Although, he must have been stubborn to give out his identity, if Zeruel had been a Vampire, he would be killing him where he stood. Zeruel had no choice but to believe the man's words. Disappointing really, he hoped to of killed a Vampire tonight. He looked up to the smashed window, with Kia leaning out of it, shouting angrily at the man about him paying for the damages. Zeruel chuckled lightly, because it was actually him who did the damages, first with the phone, and now him and the man flying out of it.

"Look for one thing i wouldn't have come up there if that dust from your weapon hadn't fell on me... two, if you are thinking it, no i am not a pervert... you don't just attack people radomly you know, it's considered rude" the man shouted up to Kia, Zeruel rolled his eyes, it wasn't his fault that his weapon dust fell on the man. Besides, that wasn't really a valid reason to climb into someone else's window. Well, he supposed if you knew what it was and the Angel needed to kill a Vampire, it was a good lead, although Vampire's weapons don't tend to be something so beautiful in formation. They were usually made from flames erupting from hell, or sometimes shadows, anything but dust. "Tell that to Vampires." Zeruel scoffed, of course they would randomly attack people, that was their job. It was an Angel's job to 'randomly attack' Vampires too.

"Sorry, i never introduced myself... name's Kouta Hatusume..." The man told them, not that Zeruel or Kia even asked for his name, they didn't need it nor want it. Well Zeruel certainly didn't, although Kia could use it to call the police and tell them the man trashed her house and get him done for it, so he would have to give them money. Well, that was a possibility. Is this guy stupid? Zeruel found himself asking, why give out your name to people you only just met, especially when one is trying to sue you and the other attempted to kill you. The man moved his head to look directly at Zeruel. "So you must be Zeruel" Zeruel didn't reply to this to confirm his theory, he just glared at the man named Kouta. Getting no reply for Zeruel, made his attention go back onto Kia. "I heard your leaving this house... which whould make the effort of me paying useless" Zeruel just chuckled. "And who do you think will pay for the damages, I'm sure the new owners won't?" Zeruel really considered this guy as being as dumb as a post, he wasn't really thinking before he replied to things. Not to mention he was trusting, that was shown by him not looking at Zeruel, who had a weapon, instead he kept looking up at Kia, who was just glaring down at them.

Kia had now jumped down and landed with great ease, considering the height of the jump. It was almost graceful, like she was flying. She had stormed over to the guy, pushing him over with her bloody hands, ruining what he was currently wearing. She had completely lost it now and was lashing out fully against Kouta. He did however counter, grabbing her hands and stopping her. Something Zeruel noticed on his other hand was a sort of gun on his knuckle. Zeruel had now pointed his halberd at the Angel, close to his neck. “Shoot and I kill you.”

Kouta had dispersed the gun though and claimed to only want to talk to his own kind. “Are you really that much of an idiot? Do Vampires converse? Is every human friends with each other?” he asked these questions, but didn’t need or want answers to them. As he let go of Kia’s hand, Zeruel caused his weapon to disintegrate and quickly grabbed Kia’s hand, dragging her away from the other Angel. “We know his name, so he’ll have to pay for the damage. Otherwise we’ll call the police, and tell them that he was the one who killed Eddie.”

Kouta looked over in the direction of Zeruel and said
"Honestly i don't care about paying the damages... not my fault not my probleum... oh yes and the weapon is not nessery right now... unless you want to kill me... in that case i will fight back" he raised both knuckles this time, the lights swarming around them both to show the dual knuckle-guns, six barrels altogether "you don't seem evil... or good for that matter... i see no reason for us to be enimes? I don't see the reason for us to fight... it is just a waste of time and effort when we could be ridding the world of vampires, which are true evil, correct?" Kouta always fought by his own rules, meaning he only killed those he thought evil and those he clasfied as good he left alone.

His first reaction was to look frantically down at his feet. The disgrace was still there! cursing under his breath, he bowed down on one knee and reached for the two ends, twisting it to form a perfect butterfly knot "There" -He said- It had tortured him all the time he was in Hell, people, more like demons he thought, didn't stop talking about how he was supposed to kill people every night, about Angels and Vampires and giving him instructions about a chant, how now he had at his command a whip-sword and the conditions to use it, he was forced to bow down to the Lord Satan himself, not that he could pay attention to anything though, all he could think of was how embarrassed he was, he was ashamed of himself to be in that state, just like when he had died, one of his shoelaces was still undone. How shameful, but now that was over.

He found himself back at the place where he had died, instead of finding his corpse he found just a pool of dried blood and some remains of his insides splattered all over the place "what a flashy way to go" -he said aloud to no one in particular- He squat there for some time, admiring his grave, would anyone know he was dead? He engulfed the night's air impregnated with the stench of blood, "what a sweet smell" -he thought- realizing his sense of smell had improved, he felt different, more lighter and alert, and with this urge nagging him at the bottom of his stomach, he felt reborn. "I guess it's time for me to go home, Mom is going to be worried" he smiled. He rushed back home through those high walls and narrow alleyways, you really felt like a mouse in a maze if you didn't know where you were going.

Nobody used that road, that's why he liked it so much, running at full speed testing his new agility he reached his destination, inside the house the light was on , he jumped easily the fence of the entrance and with one quick turn on the door knob he opened the front door –he screamed happily-“Mom I’m home!” He saw her sitting in the living room, her face buried in her hands, she slowly straighten herself at the sound of her son’s voice, she turned to see him, she was a very beautiful woman with hazel eyes just like his, some strands of hair covered her face easing the piercing gaze she gave him. She got up and walked towards his smiling son and slapped him hard on the cheek.
“Lhein, how could you do this to me? Do you know what time it is?” -She said, while eying him up and down- his face turned aside by the slap she gave him, he closed his eyes in pain. “And what do you think you’re doing? Just because you didn’t come home one day, you think you can do whatever you like? –She kept lecturing- dying your hair black and those clothes, why are you dressed like that? Why didn’t you go to school? -She screamed- her eyes filling up with tears. “After all I have done for you? You just ruined your life! You are useless, why can’t you ever do anything right?” -He opened his eyes- “I am very disappointed in” Lhein grabbed her throat with one hand before she could finish that sentence.
“I know that mother” –he said very sweetly- griping her throat tightly he lifted her off the floor, she was gasping for air, trying to scream and digging her nails fiercely in his hand trying to break free from his iron grip, he looked at her intently with his cat-like red eyes, he smiled while he started walking to the kitchen carrying his mother like a puppet, her face was turning red. “Tonight I will make you proud”.

Kia sighed when Zeruel grabbed her hand and let her sprits drowen. "He's right... " She whispered to herself. "He's right... Emotions make me weak all the time... All the time..." She gulped and let herself be dragged away her eyes glazing overnot taking anything in. She was so fazed by the fact some random Angel had came and so easily taken down all her strength. Hopless She looked at Zeruel for a second and tilted her head her feet still moving without her consent. "Z-z-zeruel... Do you think he's right?" She gripped his hand tighter and looked back now adding dead weight onto Zeruel her heart sinking as she left everything behind. The lights dazed her and she started to shake not liking the noise and the people. In front of her her vision swam spinning uncontrollably. A small whimper left her lips and she dug her heels into the ground making it for Zeruel to have to drag her.

Zeruel stopped momenterialy when a few words caught his interest. "You don't seem evil... or good for that matter... I see no reason for us to be enimes? I don't see the reason for us to fight... it is just a waste of time and effort when we could be ridding the world of vampires, which are true evil, correct?" he looked over his shoulder to Kouta and smiled, it was a strange smile, it was hard to tell the meaning behind it. But it just didn't look right. "The world isn't always as black and white as you hope it will be." with that he turned back forward and gazed ahead for a moment. "Sometimes you just need stop and think for a moment. And don't worry about the damage, i'll pay for it." he didn't bother to look back as he spoke to Kouta.

Kia started becoming more heavier than before as Zeruel dragged her, she was just not even making an effort at all. Like a dead body, Zeruel had to drag around. "Z-z-zeruel... Do you think he's right?" Kia had now dug her heels into the floor, Zeruel just became angry and let go of her hand, allowing her to just fall completely. "Don't be so god-damned depressed!" he yelled down at her, his eyes full of anger, he hated people who had given up. "Emotions aren't what make you weak! They are what makes you human!" he closed his eyes taking a long breath and letting it out in a sigh. "If your worried about where you're going to stay...then stay with me and Zeke. He won't mind, he's always staying at Emily's house. Emily being the girlfriend, the one he was buying that necklace for."

Kia looked at the floor and flinched feeling like a child being scolded. She twisted her hair round her finger. She honestly wanted to get along with him but it was difficult while both of them were fighting off what was really inside them. Yet she was the only Angel to fight it off so far. "Youre right, Human." She smiled up at him and shrugged like it was no big deal. She shouldnt let people like that Kouta get her worked up she was invinceable when she was worked up on adrenaline. Thats what she told herself to pick herself up a little. She was on the floor her legs had folded underneath her when she had fallen and Zeruel had made a suggestion. "Okay... " She nodded weakly. He was kind and he did ... care... "If its alright by you I wont refuse an offer. I was just going to see if Chris would have me stay but ... I think it might be better if I start camping out with my own kind." She cheered up a little and pushed herself off the ground. "Please... can.... " She sighed not wanting to admit that back there she had also misted over because of the crowds so she stayed quite flushing a little at the shame of it all. "And... I'll try not to feel negative." She murmered a little.

Kouta sighed
"Maybe but this is all i know" he listened when he heard the girl become weaker, he thought he heard her name as Kia. He also heard as Zeruel become angry at her, his first impulse was to stop Zeruel and help Kia but he decided against it, this was probably business that the two of them alone should share... he had no place for his opinon here. Though when he heard about emoions making you human he whimpered slightly he remembered his mother saying the same exact thing.. he really missed her sometimes "that's true" he mumered "anyway thanks... i'm sorry that i bothered you... but honestly i ain't got a place either anyway see ya" with that Kouta turned to leave, he hoped someone would stop him or something. It might be interesting being with a couple of angels.

Alec walked almost aimlessly through the dark series of alleys, sadly not running into anyone else to toy with. The blood was dried on him now, his hair clumped together in a red mess, almost like short little dreads. There was, however, something slightly interesting. He could sense auras, at least a couple of them. The only drawback was that he'd have to head towards the brightly lit street to check it all out. He shrugged to himself absently, thinking, What the hell? Why not?, and began whistling an old Russian tune his mother had taught him when he was a child. The slow, mourning sound echoed down the alley, in between tall apartment complexes. If there was any such thing as paradise for Alec, then this was it. He folded both of his hands together behind his head, and kept walking in a laid-back manner.

Finally, the alley was beginning to be illuminated by the street lights, Almost there., Alec thought as he continued his whistling, and then he stepped out into the light. His eyes needed to adjust for a second, and while they were doing so, he wiped a hand through his grimy hair, barely able to pull his fingers through the tangled mess. Finally, they broke free, clumps of coagulated blood falling and then plopping onto the ground, splattering their slightly leaky contents around them. Alec's fiery eyes, with red-orange rimmed irises, progressively turning into a dark, bloody crimson towards the center, surrounding his cat-like, vertically slit pupils, looked at his gore covered hand. A disgusting red, snot-like substance coated it. He smirked wickedly, eyes half-lidded, protecting his sensitive pupils from the harsh city lights, and shook his hand, the filth whipping through the air and out onto the street, just happening to land on a pssing car's windshield.

The driver, one Wallace Patterson, skidded his vehicle to a halt, already having a bad enough day, in between work, and the child custody disputes with his wife, and jumped out of his car to confront the asshole that had just ruined his windshield with a slurpee or some shit. He left his car in the middle of the road, his daughter staring wide-eyed at her father who was about to beat up some street-punk. Mr. Patterson stormed over to the kid, who had lurked slowly into the shadows of the alley, and rose his index finger, "You!" He shouted, "Get the fuck out here!!" Alec giggled, stepping further back into the alley, his disgusting hair covering the glow of his eyes. "Now!!! You trash!"

Little Ashley Patterson's face was pushed right up against the glass of the backseat's window, her breath fogging it up, watching her father. She knew her father could fight, she had seen him beat up mommy a lot, and mommy was strong. She was always able to pick up Ashley, and then throw her into her room on the floor easily. Daddy must be really strong then. She rubbed away the perspiration on the window with the overly long sleeve of her shirt, and then bobbed her head from side to side excitedly, pigtails bouncing back and forth wildly.

And that was when a burst of flames illuminated the alleyway for a split second, casting daddy's shadow out onto the street, but Ashley still couldn't see the asshole that had thrown a slushee at the window, not from her angle. And then, out of nowhere, there was a huge sword sticking through daddy's chest, out his back, blood dripping off the blade down to the ground, making a quiet pitter-patter noise. And then someone started whistling, slow, echoing, sad whistles, and Ashley Patterson was screaming inside the car, fogging up the windows even more, as Alec walked out of the darkness of the alleyway and onto the street, towards the car, dragging Wallace Patterson behind him in one hand, and his massive sword scraping against the asphalt in his other hand. The car door was still open, and Alec threw the body into the driver's seat, rubbed his hand against the wound in the man's chest, making sure he had enough blood, then began drawing the symbol of Satan's Children on the backseat window, still fogged up by the little girl, still screaming.

Alec whistled on without seeming to notice, until he completed the symbol, when he stopped and looked straight at the girl with his fiery eyes. "You might wanna get out."

She shook her head furiously, backing up into the door opposite Alec, then screamed, "Asshole!"

Alec didn't acknowledge her, as she went on crying, and recited the words, in Russian this time, the whistling seemed to have made him slightly nostalgic, he was even thinking in Russian now, "Satana maya blagoslovlyayet vashi dooshi; poskol'koo Vi Gryeshili i - tyepyer' chast' Myertvih ...... zmyey." Wallace Patterson's corpse began bloating, blisters and welts forming all over it, reaching impossible sizes, like they should have burst, but the skin was too thick to allow anything to come out. Alec slammed the driver's side door, the little girl looking from behind her tears in terror at her father, and then he exploded. First the skin split open all over his body, simply rupturing from the unnatural pressure that had built up inside of him, and then his insides were realeased. Veins and arteries strung out all over the inside of the car, bone shards stabbing into the seats, getting stuck in the windows, not quite able to escape the carnage, and the guts, the organs, all simply exploding and loosing their contents all over the inside of the car.

If the other auras that were nearby, maybe a block away in both directions, hadn't noticed Alec's rather large aura by now, then they couldn't have not felt this. When the ritual is performed, a powerful aura explodes all across the area, sure, it helped Angels track Vampires, but it was only obviously after they had sent at least one soul to hell. Alec smirked as he walked back into the alley, dragging little Ashley Patterson behind him, screaming her lungs out, blood and chunks of flesh dripping off of her. Alec had already committed the maze of dark passages to memory. Now he had to simply wait. "Let's see... who comes running." He smiled deviously, his eyes glowing in the darkness of the alley, the little girl protesting loudly. He didn't care. He wanted someone to come.

"If its alright by you I wont refuse an offer. I was just going to see if Chris would have me stay but ... I think it might be better if I start camping out with my own kind." Kia was smiling up at him now, though Zeruel looked down at her with a lopsided smile, like he was trying to be nice, but a part of him was worrying. Hadn't a group of Vampires attacked all of her old roommates...? What if they got to Zeke? Zeruel shook his head frantically, telling himself that he didn't care. Zeke was just a human, they all die in the end. He looked sharply forward, noticing that there was another aura besides their's nearby. He bit down on his lip, he had already tried to kill two Angels, mistaking them for Vampires. It was probably just another Angel.

It was then when he saw it, just a block away from them, a car, which had stopped, if you looked hard enough you could see blood and other insides smashing against the window. "Vampire..." Zeruel mumbled, his face had a dark expression, his eyes glowed harshly as his hands twitched frantically. He looked back down to Kia and then to Kouta who was walking away, rather slowly too. "Kouta!" he called after him, he didn't wait for an answer or for him to even look at him. "Take care of Kia! Don't let her follow me!" He didn't look down at Kia before darting off down towards where the car was.

He skidded to a halt, just beside the car, looking inside of it. There was just blood, bones, guts everywhere, you couldn't even tell what the normal colour of the seats used to be. There was even the victims heart on the dashboard, it was enough to make anyone sick, but instead it just enraged Zeruel. "Where are you, you filthy creature!?" he yelled, turning around to notice a dark alleyway. Of course, hiding there. He growled as he left the car and sprinted into the darkness of the alleyway.

He skidded to a firm halt as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, seeing the Vampire stand in front of him, holding a girl hostage. White hair...white hair...white hair?! Zeruel ran the features of the Vampire over in his head until it triggered a memory at the back of his mind. White hair, the Vampire which killed his friends had white hair. "You!" Zeruel screamed the words of pure hatred before carlessly darting towards Alec. His hand held out to the side as the dust gathered and the halberd appeared in it. It was a useful weapon in the sense that it could get enemies from far in front, it could also be used as projectile weapon. Zeruel was always careless when it came to Vampires, not even caring about the girl he held hostage.

All you could hear from the living room was the muffled cries of a woman struggling to break free from the improvised shackles made from the cords of the kitchen appliances that bound her wrists to the ceiling. She had a towel tucked into her mouth and a bit of tape prevented that she could spit it out; her beautiful face was smeared with the black mascara running from her eyes from all the crying she’d been doing since her son came back.

All of herself hanged there in the middle of the room, underneath her, the island where they used to have breakfast together, her dinner dishes were still there, she was sobbing, barely touching the counter with her toes, pleading incoherent cries to the boy who was searching patiently trough the kitchen drawers looking for the perfect knife that will get the job done -He looked at her and smiled- he had found what he was looking for, her eyes widened when she looked at his hand; he walked toward her, took one of her legs, gently caressing it down to her ankle and before she could have the idea of kicking him in the face, he grabbed the small knife still with dirty scraps of meat in it and impaled her foot into the kitchen counter.

She gave a wild muffled scream, and squirmed trying to get away from him, it was futile. She was there completely helpless, totally exposed. The only body parts that were covered, were the parts where the hair, wet with sweat, clung to her body. It wasn’t the first time that he had seen his mother naked, but it was the first time he had seen her so pitiful, he was disappointed. He left her there thinking about what he’ll do next and left to the living room, he put his favorite song in the CD player, Requiem by Mozart (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zi8vJ_lMxQI I recommend hearing it while reading) he pumped up the volume and a small bloodstain were left on the play button.

He looked down at his hands clutching one of them tightly to the knife, closing his eyes and releasing some tension from his shoulders, feeling the music; he walked back to his mother and jumped effortlessly on top of the counter, her eyes were shut tightly, she flinched at the touch of cold steel on her cheek, he peeled off the tape from her mouth in one motion, tearing off a bit of the lower lip, making it bleed. She winced in pain “look at me mother, I’m all you ever feared me to be.” he made a small cut just below the collar bone and grabbed the tender flesh with his fingers “and I want to hear you scream”. He pulled violently down ripping her skin off her flesh, he was skinning alive at his own mother.

Her screams were just another voice on the chorus, her blood was covering the counter and it was spilling over the floor. Chunks of skin were tossed everywhere, he was enjoying this time with her mother; it was the first time they spend so much time together. ”you were right Mother, this is who I really am, I always resented you for hating me, for looking at me with those eyes, but I understand now, I forgive you” he kissed her skinless forehead, his lips and chin were stained with her blood, she was trembling uncontrollably. “I like the way you are looking at me now, Mother”.

He reached for the blood down at his feet, “I forgive you, but God won’t forgive you, that’s why I’m here you see” he began to draw a half moon with the blood of his mother “do you think he would forgive the Mother of this monster? I’m here to take you where you belong” She was still sobbing, her tears stung like acid in her exposed flesh, he started drawing the circle while reciting the chant “good bye Mother” he smiled and closed the circle, he extended his arms to the sides and lifted his chin while closing his eyes, like a maestro in an orchestra reaching the grand finale.

Her blood started to boil, she gave the highest pitch scream you can imagine; everything went red with her blood, she had exploded from the inside of her stomach, leaving only one arm to hold some of her upper body from the ceiling, her face was staring at him lifeless, parts of her entrails were still hanging from her stomach, most of it where lying on top of the kitchen counter or the nearby walls, the foot that he had impaled was still there, the other limb was nowhere to be found. Lhein was covered from head to toe with his Mother.

He cut the cord that supported her and dragged what was left of her Mother towards the second floor, leaving a trail of blood and guts on the living room carpet.

Rin was in the middle of listening to the cashier screaming after bringing her a cup of coffee which he had pissed in this time, when she felt 3 auras near by. Her head hit the counter rather hard bending her smoke. "Nope. Not doing it tonight. Someone else can handle it. I'm taking a coffee break." She said to herself. She stood up walking behind the counter and making her own coffee. "I could have do that earlier but it was just to fun taking my anger out on you." She said kicking the cashier in the stomach as she walked past.

She sat back down and started to drink her cup of coffee never taking the cigaret out of her mouth. She knew it would happen any time now. She was waiting on it, just like every other time she refused to do her job. Rin let out a sigh as the coffee machine caught fire. "God damn it." She said walking over and picking the cashier up. "Come on the place is on fire and I cant have you burning alive. No matter how much I would enjoy that." She said walking out and dropped him on the cold side walk. "Everyone gets one. Don't bother me to save you ever again." She said throwing the coffee behind her and walking away, the cashier screaming from the coffee she accidentally threw on him.

As she walked towards the auras there was an explosion. She looked back at the coffee shop that had just blown up from a gas leak. She could see the cashier running around screaming. "His day must suck. Almost as bad as mine." Rin said glaring towards the sky and trying to light a smoke as her lighter broke in two. "Peachy. Just fucking peachy." She groaned as she walked down the street.

Kia growled mumbling to herself "Dont follow Kia stay safe Kia..." She turned to the other angel and glared. "Well then. Entertain me or I will follow him." She was demanding. It was almost as is she was biased or she wasnt familier. She looked at her feet then giggling hugged him. "Please let me go help my friend." She was almost begging her voice taking on a different tone as she was aching not to let him get hurt. Kia wouldnt be able to out run the new additon to her social circle and he would easily bring her down but her eyes drifted to where Zeruel had run knowing that he couldnt leave without her. Not at all. "Well... Maybe I should stay out of it..." She murmered more to herself then to Kouta. She pouted innocently and then looked up at him still sat on the floor cross legged. She started to sway from side to side and giggle her mind not processing anything. She had decided to go into shutdown and tugged at Koutas leg. "Sit with me while we wait for my friend?" She blinked up at him and yawned. She never felt tired properly but she was more then a little in touch with feelings and needs still. Knowing she could live without it she sort of never properlly stopped.

The street lamps light up the dark road as Rin walked down it cussing to herself. She saw a car parked in the middle of the road and what looked like two people out side of it sitting down. *Why are they sitting in the street?* She thought as she got closer. The closer she came to the two people the more something seemed off about the car. "The car." she mumbled *Why is it in the street empty, why are these people just sitting her, why is there so much tent on the windo...* Her thought process stopped for a moment, but her feet crept forward moving her closer. "That is blood." She said under her breath as she tried to inhale from her cigaret but quickly remembered it wasn't lit.

Rin walked up in front of the two of them staring at the car. "Lovely, lovely." She said to herself then turning her attention to the two sitting on the ground. "Would either of you happen to have a light?" She asked never taking her eyes off the car, but before they could answer she noticed ashes mixed in with the blood. "Well it looks like Mr.Piddles was a smoker." She got a small grin as she walked over to the car and opened it, as she did the coppery smell of blood emptied out all around them and what looked like some small intestines fell out onto her foot. She started to dig around in all the blood and gore looking though the car for something. "Bingo!" She yelled, pulling out a carton of cigarets and a lighter. "I hit the jackpot." She said smiling and throwing it up into the air triumphantly.

Rin kicked the gore back into the car and closed the door. She leaned against the car as she light her smoke and took a long drag. "Oh thats much better." She sighed as the the smoke rose up the street lamps, which were illuminating the blood that now sparkled and dripping all over her.

Kouta blushed only slightly at the hug, he had been uded to women trying to express their feelings in his old life, he was rarely fazied by it now. He looked over in the direction where the spike in activity had come from and then back at Kia
"Zeruel wants me to keep you safe... but you are not weak... i can understand that he has indeed deep feelings for you... you must have seen that too" he snickered slightly "ah young love... heh i used to be quite popular with the ladies in my old life... but i never wanted them to get involved in what i did... so i never felt true love" he laughed again "if you wanna wait here you can... Zeruel is strong but i can sense something that most angels can't... that arua is sharpishly evil... and strong... maybe even stronger than Zeruel... i'm gonna help him... i'll stay back and shoot from a distance... but i'll protect you as well"

Kia stompted her feet and got up. "fine... take me with you!" She smirked and put her hand on her hip. "Or So help me I shoot you down too." Kia could also feel the presence and was shocked at it. "But I dont wanna fight... Im scared..." She looked around and kicked her feet motioning she would follow and watch.

Kouta smiled
"You are strong-sprited... that's good... fine you can follow but stay out of sight... i don't want to have Zeruel cutting off my head anytime soon..." with that he ran of in the direction the arua was coming from. As he moved closer to the source of the arua he felt a small chill go up his back, but also a sense of adventure that he hadn't felt so trongly in such a long time "finnaly someone who can make fighting more than moronic" he mumbled as he stopped near the car, he couldn't see the blood obviously but he could smell it, and it smelt bad, it smelt of innocent blood "bastard" he said looking over to where he could smell the most blood. On the form of a man.

Alec's face was twitching in excitement, his claws rubbing back and forth across little Ashley Patterson's throat, and evil smile showing off his perfectly white teeth. "One, tvo, tree, fooor." he purred in Russian, eyes fixed only on the closest of them, the one with the blue streak in his hair and the eyeliner under his eyes. He payed no attention to the fact that he seemed to recognize him. It didn't matter, one way or another. His eyes shined for a split second, fiery orange and blood red, like looking into the doorway straight to hell. In a way, that's exactly what Alec was, the harbinger of countless souls' condemnations to the endless pits. His hair was still a mess, barely any white showing from underneath the crimson mess, dried rivulets of blood were all over his face, even on his eyelids, seen when he rarely blinked. For a moment, he stood there, enjoying the anticipation, like foreplay, sliding his nails still across the little girl's throat. "Not yet, not yet." He muttered psychotically to himself, still speaking with a Russian accent.

"Help me! Make him go away!" Ashley screamed at the two men she could see, struggling again against Alec.

Alec's smirk got wider as she screamed, then he jumped, disappearing from in front of the Angels, landing with the little girl on top of a fire escape. He dropped her there, and she sprawled out on her stomach, then he disappeared again, but his voice echoed from above, "Up here!" By the time anyone looked up there, he was gone again, standing at the end of the alley, a mocking smirk on his face. "Over here!" His voice echoed through the alley, clashing with his shout from just a second ago. He rushed straight at Zeruel, then, just as he reached Zeruel's weapons range, jumped sideways into the wall, then kicked off of it, going diagonally over Zeruel, then kicked off of the opposite wall, soaring out over the street, just behind the other male Angel, simultaneously delivering a spinning kick to the center of his back.

Alec put enough force behind it to send him flying into the eyeliner Angel, "Time to get serious, little Angels!" Alec smirked and laughed wildly, then flipped backwards and landed on the roof of the gore filled car, just over the smoking woman's head, puffing at her cigarette carelessly. He didn't actually know if she was an Angel or not, but she wasn't attacking the other two, so it was safe to assume... From his perspective, above and behind her, he could see right down her shirt, "Oooh, very nice... But you don't get special treatment 'cuz of those!" His smirk still playing across his lips, eyes not hiding where they were looking, hands on his hips, standing on top of the car casually. Time to see what kind of reactions he would get.

Rin watched as the crazed vampire jumped around the area. She then looked at the blind man with the guns and laughed. *All I'm missing is popcorn.* She thought to herself. She heard a thud above her and sighed after the following of color comment. She tilted her head up at Alec. "Well aren't you the lectures one. I'm on my smoke break. I am really in no mood for this shit tonight. Those idiots look like they want to play though, so have at them. I'm going over here and watching." She said walking away still smoking.

Zeruel smirked as the Vampire run towards him, but just as his halberd reached his range, he jumped sideways. By the time Zeruel had swang at him, he was already behind the other Angel, Kouta. "Damn Vampire speed." he cursed the speed that Vampires had over them, he just about realized who the other Angel was, when he was sent straight at Zeruel from a kick. Without a moment's thought, Zeruel swung the halberd again, knocking Kouta in a nearby wall. "I thought I told you to stay with Kia? Where is she!?" he yelled down at the other Angel. But looked up sharply, realizing now wasn't the time to get angry, if Kia had followed them, then the Vampire would go at her too.

Zeruel searched around, for something, anything he could use at a distance like this. The Vampire just stood on top of the car, waiting for them no doubt, to him, this was just a game, a little play time, he probably saw no real danger in 2-3-4? Angels going at him. The third one, a smoking female, just decided that she wanted no part of this, and walked away. Kia, who knows where she was, but it was without a doubt she followed them. Zeruel gave a small sigh to himself, but it was angry, angry that Kouta had disobeyed his orders, and so did Kia. And now, Kouta was just getting in the way.

Looking at the Vampire, Zeruel concentrated on a streetlight over head, it was a large thing to try and move, but he managed to do it. His eyes glowing more intensely for just a second as the streetlight came crashing on top of the car where the Vampire was. Zeruel flinched from the loud noise it made, certainly going to attract attention soon, and if it hit the Vampire, that must have hurt. The force of streetlight falling, made the car doors bust open and the blood pour out, as well as several organs the poor victim had. If it did hit the Vampire, it would have been hard to tell his blood and other inside parts, from those already there.

Kouta smashed into the wall as he was hit by the vampire's foot and then Zeruel's weapon, creating a small crater
"Heh" he almost laughed, but keep a serious face "you sure know how to pick them... she wanted to make sure you were ok and i'm not letting you die..." he mumbled something incoherent and then ran a short distance away, summoning both his knukle-guns "come after me you son of a bitch" he shouted at the vampire, he heard the street-light crash down on the car but knew that it was unlikely to have killed a vampire that strong. He sighed, he was so gonna get killed after this, then again, if he survived this fight he would probably have to run from Zeruel and his weapon. He smiled slightly.

Kia sat on a lamp post her leg dangling from it.
"Whatever Kouta... I follwed you here... Not the other way round." She sighed and rolled her eyes and giggled clamping her hand over her mouth. She was wanted to taunt the vampire but stayed quiet hoping to not get seen considering her vunerable position. Part of Kouta's comment was true but she felt safe in such a large group her innocent smile couldnt be contained and she put her hands on the lamp between her legs leaning over to peer at the ground. "What can I say... You;d do the same for me Zeruel... And you know it." She smiled at him and promised to stay on the lamp post till she was needed or dragged in. Either way she doubted it was anytime soon.

Otter was pacing around her rather large apartment. He was trying to decide just how she would kill this one. She wasn't very worried about getting caught, otherwise she could just destroy whomever got in her way. She chuckled, taking the last drag of her ciggarette and pummeling the cherry in a nearby ashtray then returned to the room covered in plastic. 

The room was all white, not very well decorated. The only furniture that took up any space was a bed. This was her extra bedroom, set aside for this alone. She sauntered over towards the bed, her hips naturally swaying from side to side as she closed the distance between her and her next meal. 

"Why, hello Alexander." She spoke politely, her voice close to musical, just like the giggle that followed shortly after. "I can see you shaking. I'm surprised you lasted this long." She indicated the already deep wounds that splayed on the boys naked body. She was never awkward around nudity, the world was created bare, and she wasn't really the modest type, being clotheless herself. No point to get blood all over her pretty little things. Her dark hair was pulled back, to keep that from gaining any excess crimson substance as well. 

Her head was close to him, listening to his breathing that would soon end. 
"Please," He whispered, one hand gripping her wrist in complete desperation. "I don't want to die." He begged, clearly known to be at at her mercy alone. "I'll do anything." He pleaded, not able to move, being bound to the bed by some thick twine. 

"Now, you and I both know I can't just let you free. You know what I am now, and that frankly won't do. I'm sorry it must end this way, but take it as your own fault for being such a precious, fragile being of exsitense." She snickered, sinking her teeth into his jugular and ripping the skin easily, destroying any and all screams of sorrow and pain. She fed hungirly, not in any way upset for the next loss of life under her cruel fingertips. This was her job, and she thrived to kill. It was in her blood to be bad, after all. 

Otter stretched, leaving her mess in the plastic room and retreating to take a well deserved shower. She stepped in, letting the blood fall off and mixing with the beads of water that ran down her body. She sighed, content, closing her eyes and enjoying the massaging water as it poured over he'd body. 

She stepped out, wrapping a towel around her slender body then hopped off towards her room to get ready. After all, it was a new day, and she needed to find someone to bring home with her tonight. She wrapped the towel around her head and she went to her closet, standing there butt naked eyeing her possibilites. 
"Why don't you just go around like that, you'll get far more attention." The familiarity of the voice didn't startle the girl in the least an he merely rolled her eyes. "Whatever Damian, you can go back to your hole in my cranium now." She usually wasn't prone to speaking alloud to them, unless she found herself alone, which, in fact, she was.
"Your a pathetic little girl. Your not even living for cripes sakes." This voice was crueler, harsher. None other then Maleficent. 

Otter scoffed and picked through the hangers, ignoring them now all together, and of course, they eventually subsides after a couple more snide remarks and name calling. The vampire sighed half heartedly. She wished they would go away, but knew that their back talk and unwanted insight would follow her forever. 

She decided on a purple strapped corset dress with a frilly skirt. (Will add link later)Then she returned to her room and sat at her vanity and applied her normal ammount of makeup, eyeliner and a touch of blush. Not forgetting a swipe of deep purple to match her eyes as well as her dress. She smirked at herself in the mirror and ran a couple of misguided fingers through her thick black and blue bangs, adjusting them just so in her usual swipe. She stood, adjusting her hair, not much caring to fix it otherwise and stepped out into the sunlight. "What a gorgeous morning." She said to herself, abandoning her car to take a walk. "Alot better looking then you are." Onyx replied with a hateful snicker. Otter grumbled some explicitry and revealed the box in her pocket, retrieving a slim tobacco product and lighting it up between her pallor lips, inhaling desperately for that sweet nicotine. 

((Sorry for the blasted double post. X<))

Alec's face went completely blank as the smoking Angel simply walked away. Angel's usually always paid attention to him. It seriously bothered him that she wrote him off so easily, but he didn't have time to talk to her anymore, when he noticed that the eyeliner Angel's eyes were glowing slightly brighter. "Hm?" Alec cocked his head to the side, tangled, bloody hair hanging loosely in a vain attempt to reach the ground. But his keen ears caught the sound of metal being torn from concrete, from a direction where nothing should have been happening. Using you powers? How exciting. Alec thought absently, while looking up just before the streetlight came crashing down on his and the car. Glass, metal and dust filled the air, completely obscuring Alec from view.

The Angels all started talking to eachother while the dust began to settle on the pool of blood that had formed around the crushed car. They seemed to be lulled into some false sense of security. Alec smirked from within the wreckage, and his eyes glowed more fiercely than before, then he tilted his head back and started laughing like a maniacal jester, a high-pitched, fast-paced laughter that never seemed to stop, as if Alec didn't even need to draw breath into his lungs. The dust finally settled, and Alec stopped, then stared straight at the eyeliner Angel. Just above Alec, gripped firmly in one of his hands, was the streetlight, bent in from the sheer pressure of Alec's hand. "Can't you throw any harder?!" He shouted insanely, like he wished Zeruel had been able to hurt him with the attack, "Can't you throw any harder?!" He repeated, his blazing, hell's-fury eyes wide open, mouth spreading to dangerous lengths, like his jaw was coming disconnected, revealing his perfectly white teeth, the ones on the left and right of his mouth seeming to be jagged.

The streetlight went careening through the air, thrown straight at Zeruel, but it was too wide to fit into the narrow alley-way, crashing into the walls of the apartment buildings, bricks shattering and rubble flying through the air, and Alec disappeared from on top of the wrecked car. "THROW HARDER!!!" the frenzied voice came from above, and flying through the air above Zeruel, Alec threw little Ashley Patterson with all his might straight down at the Angel. She tried to scream as she came rocketing down, but there was no time for any sound to escape her little lips. Even if he caught her, there was no way he could stay standing, and she would crash into him with force far too lethal for a seven year-old to survive, and if he didn't catch her... Well, she would splatter against the asphalt, and cascades of her bodily fluid would drench the Angel like she was nothing more than a water balloon that had been over-filled and then dropped from the top of a skyscraper.

Either way, Alec would enjoy his night thoroughly.

There was a sickening laughter coming from the cloud of dust and shards of metal and class from the car. Zeruel sighed ever-so-slightly, knowing that it didn't kill the Vampire, in a way he just wanted to get it over with before Kia was put in any danger. She had sat on top of the streetlight now, absently kicking the air with her dangling legs. As the destruction cloud began to disperse, it showed the Vampire crushing the streetlight with one of his hands, it didn't even seem like it affected him. "Can't you throw any harder?!" The same line repeated by the Vampire, twice, louder the second time. Zeruel came into shock when he knew what the vampire was going to do. "Kia!" he yelled before the streetlight when flying forward and into the buildings either side of the alleyway, scattering pieces of brick wall everywhere. Zeruel looked around furiously to try to find Kia, oh how annoyed he was at Kouta sending her here, but he would have to deal with him later.

"THROW HARDER!!!" Zeruel looked up just in time to see Alec, standing next to the girl on top of the fire exit. The girl came flying towards him as she was thrown by Alec, the quick and un-thought-out reaction caused Zeruel to pierce through the child's body with his weapon. She hung there, the spike of it, going straight through her, blood causing a puddle already in the pavement below. Zeruel stared for a second, what had he done? He let his anger get the better of him and he killed a human...an innocent human. His first reaction was to just throw the human back to Alec, but instead he de-materizalized the halberd, allowing the girl's body to fall into his arms, the blood from her staining his shirt. The same shirt he would wear when going to university. "You bastard!" he shouted, but didn't look up to Alec, instead he was shouting it at the girl's body. He should have cried, but he couldn't, he could never shed a tear, not because he was cold hearted, it was just that the tears would burn his skin, so he trained himself not to. "You fucking bastard! You'll pay for that!" this time he shouted it up to Alec. His eyes glowing once more as the suspension the fire-exit was held on, broke, sending Alec down, that was if he didn't jump first.

The large metal platform came crashing down to the ground, it bent and cracked slightly, but didn't break, which was probably a good thing. Using the time wisely, he placed the girl's body in a safe spot in the alleyway, he would give her a proper send off afterwards. The platform breaking was merely a distraction so that he could put the girl down, however if it actually caused the Vampire to fall to the ground and then be flattened by it, then that was a bonus, however Zeurel doubted that this would of actually happened, so he held out his hand again, materializing the halberd which had been cleansed from the girl's blood on it. He then waited, keeping his eyes and ears open for any signs of the Vampire.

Rin walked away slowly. A grin came across her face, as she knew she had confused the male vampire. The odd thing was she had confused herself also. *Why didn't I want to fight that vampire?* She asked herself. It was odd for her not to want to kill a vampire, an ass-inane human, a crying child, hell it was odd for her not to want to kill in general. She was so lost in thought she didn't even notice the light pole wiz by her head, smashing into the car beside her. The doors flew open on the car sending blood all over her and putting out her cigaret.

She stood there for a moment blood dripping off of every inch of her body with an extremely pissed off look on her face. "Nicely done Dick hole. Nicely done." She practically yelled as she clinched her fist making her nails dig into it and her own blood drip down her knuckles. She walked toward Zeruel completely ignoring the light pole slamming in front of her except for a momentary pause. "THROW HARDER!!!" She heard. Her face and body then froze in horror as he impaled the child. Her mind flashed back to the time before she became an angel. Watching her child being slaughtered right before her eyes. "You son of bitch." She mumbled to herself as she resumed her walking, the rage inside her building.

She kicked the child as she walked down the ally. "You made me remember something I tried to block out." She said looking down at the girl, then spit on her. She finally reacted Zeruel "Hey fairy boy!" She yelled grabbing him by the collar. "Look at what you did fairy boy." She said as the sound of the blood dripping from her body seemed to get louder and louder from the silence. "You put out my smoke you bastard." She glared at his shocked face for a moment before spitting her blood soaked cigaret in his face. She lifted her fist and swiftly punched him in the face sending him flying down the ally. "I'll kill you, you bastard." She said in almost a growl from her teeth being so tightly locked together.

Otter could hear the commotion going on the next street over. She had started off on this walk in search of some sort of human food, but now, it seemed that entertainment was just aroud the corner. Her insides tingled, telling her that vampire or angel was causing the ruckus, she figured both, not just one would cause such a commotion. She decided to stay back far enough to view, but not be seen. She climbed up a rickety, rusty, ladder on the opposite buiding across from the distress.

Her violet eyes couldn't tear away from the events unfolding right before her. She smiled and giggled, watching the little girl fly through the air. "Pretty wicked." She whispered. Of course, unwanted responces came and went. "I wish that was you falling helplessly towards the pavement." Onyx spoke, his words dripping with hurtful venom that didn't even phase Otter. "Yes, but if that were to happen, you would have nowhere to thrive." She retorted, snickering when he didn't respond. "Interesting." She commented, watching the angel attack the other God sent creature just for putting put her ciggarette. "What a childish thing to let ruin your day, I'm sure she has more. If not..." She opened her box, counting them and dropping a slender stick on the sidewalk below. Then she scurried away from view and hopped to the next rooftop over. She viewed the building that she sat atop, finding it to be a quaint cafe, just what she was looking for.

Otter helped herself down, being careful to not scrape a nail or harm her dress. She stepped into the little coffee shop, receiving numerous stares, and some lingering longer then they should have. She snickered, walking towards the cash register, a young man helplessly holding her gaze, unable to tear away from the flawless girl in his face. "Why hello there." She spoke, winking at him and leaning down on the counter to show a little extra cleavage. "I'd like a black coffee and a croissant. Here's my number." She scribbled down seven digits on a napkin then slid it to the gaping mouthed teenager as she headed to the booth and sat down. She scooted herself agaist the wall, propping her legs up to take up the whole booh seat. She noticed a smoking sign and sighed in relief, taking another long drag of her nearly forgotten cigarette.

"Kia!" Kouta shouted. Then he heard the girl dying, it was a sad sound as he felt her arua dissepear "damn it... god damn it! Not again, not again!" suddenly a bright red shone through his bandages and he turned to the cold-blooded vampire, Alec, just before he dissepeared again "you ass!" he shouted at the top of his voice. Suddenly, the bandages started to burn in fire as they fell of his face, reavealing the holes where his eyes had been, which were now replaced by two orange flames. The knuckleguns were now ablaze as he held them up, waiting for Alec to reappear "so you pray on the innocent do you! I won't let you live you sob!" he shouted again, not caring what happened next, his anger had taken him., and now nothing could stop him.

Alec's face lit up when he saw what Zeruel had done. He had killed the girl. Alec's smile looked completely innocent, always at the strangest times, delighted at this unexpected turn of events. He stood there for a minute, watching the Angel's wave of emotions wash over him, his smile turning into a devious smirk. These were the moments he cherished, the moments he always remembered, and it was the closest thing to being 'happy' he ever felt. He watched as the halberd disappeared from sight, and the limp body of the little girl fell down, into Zeruel's arms.

"Damn it... god damn it! Not again, not again!" The blind Angel started ranting from below, and Alec started laughing uncontrollably, his entire body filling with something close to ecstasy. One of his hands went up to his head, into his hair, his laughter going on without any sign of stopping. He noticed the change in the blind Angel's aura, seeing from the corner of his eye as his eyes were filled with fire, but it didn't even bring Alec close to stopping. He leaned against the railing of the fire escape, laughing down on the Angels.

"Aha, hahahahaaaa!" Alec gripped onto the railing, his knees growing weak.

"You bastard!" Zeruel shouted, but didn't look up to Alec, instead he was shouting it at the girl's body. "You fucking bastard! You'll pay for that!" His gaze lifted to Alec, eyes shining in a so-called 'righteous' rage.

Alec dropped to his knees, laughing as Zeruel spoke, then he suddenly stopped. He rose a hand to the side of his eye, then wiped away a single tear. "I haven't laughed so hard in... In forever!" Alec was clearly crazed from the euphoria of all the death he'd caused that night. But then, the nuts and bolts holding the fire escape to the brick wall of the apartment simply shattered, and the fire escape crashed down into the alley, forming a barrier between Zeruel, with the street to his back, and Kouta, the dark maze of the alleys to his back. Alec fell with the fire escape, simply not caring about the risk of danger, and then stood inside the fire escape, which had turned sideways to block the alley.

Alec watched the attractive Angel's reaction to the death of the girl, whom Zeruel had set down a fair distance away. He cocked his head, his curiosity piqued. These Angels were certainly interesting. They weren't dull, holy avengers like most of them. They were all fucked in the head. Just like him. Then, Rin went over and yelled at Zeruel, calling him a very amusing name, then punching him and threatening to kill him all over a cigarette. The blind Angel spoke again, something or other about killing Alec. He laughed again, but his voice had changed completely, finally into a dark, sinister undertone, so that the laughter echoed through the alley and out onto the street, creeping up the spines it came into contact with, and then burying itself into it's victim's minds.

"That was a good attack, Fairy Boy." He said almost as if in praise, but the tone of his voice warped it into something threatening and unknown. Something that shouldn't exist, at least not in the world of the living. "I've killed Angel's with power like that before, but they never moved things as large as this." He jumped once, flying straight up into the air, and then landing at blinding speed just outside of the fire escape, looking like he hadn't even moved. "You'll make a good Snake. I'll be tempted to go back home just so I can play with you more." The tone of his voice gave away his intentions, and they were far from playful now. "But you two..." He rose a finger, waving it back and forth, speaking to Rin and Kouta, the second on the other side of the fire escape, while making a *tut, tut, tut* noise with his mouth. "You should know better than to underestimate me... By now." An inferno rose up from the ground next to him, scorching some of the blood that had dried all over his body, sending up black fumes of smoke that reeked of a metallic, copperish scent, the smell of blood. The flames formed together into the form of a massive sword, the tip resting on the ground several feet to Alec's side. "Or will I need to piss some sense into those thick skulls of yours after I split them open?"

His face was angled downward, hair hanging in disgusting clumps, covered in red gore, his grey, pallid skin-tone hidden by the dry blood that covered his face, and his fiery cat-like eyes shone from what seemed like two black pits, his shadowed eye sockets. He took two excruciatingly slow steps towards Rin, dragging the sword behind him, sparking against the ground as it moved only a couple inches, and then suddenly Alec dashed forward, to only a couple feet in front of her, swinging from his side at her midsection. If she reacted quickly, she could block, if she had a weapon large enough to, but from the force behind his swing, even after a successful block, she would be sent flying into the alley-way wall. Afterwards, he would deal with the other three, he hadn't forgotten of the little girl on the streetlight, and then use their blood to create a grand tribute to his true Father, the Fallen One. Angels always received special treatment in Hell.

Rin stood unamused lighting another smoke as the vampire spoke. "You should know better than to underestimate me... By now." *Underestimate him? He was probably just like every over vampire. using a little dagger or what not.* She watched as the flames around him grew huge. "Shit that is to much to be something small." She said blocking her eyes from the heat. When she looked back her jaw just about about dropped at the sight of the humongous sword. "Holy shit." is that could escape her mouth before he was in front of her. *Shit! Shit! Shit! How could I let my guard down like this?!* She thought holding her hands out to intercept the sword that was practically plane wing coming at her. There was a flash of light as her axe appeared in her hands just in time. A split second more and she would have been in hell with her family.

The sound of a metal to metal impact echoed down the ally as she flew backwards, followed by her scream and the wall she collided with giving in. There was a loud crashing sound from inside the building as she finally came to a halt somewhere in the darkness of the building. Her cigaret rolled down the ally still smoking. It was stopped by Alec's foot, going out as it touched his bloody foot. It was almost like a recap on what had just played out.

Otter sighed as the male from the cash register brought her order to the booth. He seemed rather nervous and she decided to use this to her advantage.
"Take a seat, why don't ya' I'm sure there is such thing as a break here and there." She gave him a dazzling smile, showing off her perfectly straightened white teeth. He practically melted into his hands on spot.
"Sure, breaks are cool. I'm Dustin...Who're you?" His emerald eyes glistened with innocence and Otter knew this would be just too much fun for her.
"Well, i am Otter. Very pleased to me you." She extended a hand to shake and he stared at her unchipped polished black nails for the longest time before realizing her intentions, then he shook her hand after his cheeks flushed brightly.
"How old are you?" The vampire questioned, although she could tell just by his demeanor that he was under twenty.
"Im eighteen. And you, pretty lady?" He dared a sheepish smile and Otter giggled in return.
"Why aren't you just adorable?" She chirped, pinching a cheek gently. "I'm much older then I look. But let's just put it at nineteen. Yeah, that sounds good." The boy was completely oblivious to her odd behaviour, his eyes on her lips, hesitating on her chest here and there, quite conspicuously. "I bet all the girls wanna fuck you." She whispered, low enough for only him to hear. His gaze lifted to her violet eyes again, surprise and dirty thoughts surrounding his expression. "What was that?" "I said, I bet all the girls wanna fuck you."

Dustin could only grin at her fowardness. "You've got my number, hit me up when your ready to play." She winked again and headed out, not even touching her food. "Wait." He snatched her hand quickly before she was able to slither out the door. "There's no need to rush out, besides...l His eyes hit the floor as he rummaged his brain to put the words just right. "I would enjoy, erm, playing now."

((My apologies for the short post, I'm off to bed.))

Kouta wacthed as Alec, turned on Rin, a small part of his sight restored by the flames that replaced his eyes, though the images were blurry and more orange and red than normal. He said something about under-estimating him. Kouta didn't smile, but he didn't frown either, it was just blank, the words having reflected off him as if they had never been said. He fired a random shot at Alec, with little to no leathal force at all. Kouta growled loudly, the flames rising as he did so.
"So you have a sword... just like that bastard..." he didn't speak again after that, staying away from the battle, of course he could not win by just sheer force, no, then he would surely lose and be sent to hell. Though he was not sure if smarts would get him out of this either, nor did he care, he was mad at Alec and when Kouta got mad at someone he would hold that as hatered for many years to come.

Whilst waiting to see if Alec had survived, Zeruel was punched hard and stumbled sideways into the wall, grazing his face on the rough surface of the bricks. "Hey!" he growled, regaining his bearings and looking to the woman who had punched him, another Angel, the one which was smoking near the car. "All for a bloody cigarette? It's not my fault!" he was half tempted to punch her back, though he was the type of person to respect women and wouldn't punch them, even if they did slam his face into the wall. He rubbed his grazed cheek absently, looking at a few drops of blood on his hands. A dark laughter echoed around the alley, if Satan and him had a laughing contest to see who's was more sinister, the vampire would win.

"That was a good attack, Fairy Boy." the laughing ceased in time for the Vampire to speak to Zeruel, who turned and glared viciously in response. "It's not 'Fairy Boy'" he snapped, materializing the halberd in his hands. He couldn't help it but his mind was preocupied with the thought of what happened to Kia. Did she move off in time? his mind kept him from seeing Alec jump from the destruction site and land just outside of it, looking to Zeruel. "You'll make a good Snake. I'll be tempted to go back home just so I can play with you more." The comment snapped Zeruel back to reality and he raised his halberd up in order to attack. Though the Vampire seemed to be more interesting in the female Angel and the blind one, who now had fire burning in the sockets where his eyes should have been.

The smell of burning metal had arose when Alec had summoned his weapon, it was in fact the blood on him burning, releasing an intoxicating smell of copper from the blood. His weapon was a large sword, it looked really heavy as Alec dragged it along the pavements, creating sparks as he did so. It should have been heavy, but he swung it with great ease into the female Angel, who just in time managed to block, but went flying into the wall. Zeruel took the chance when Alec had his back to him and levitated a part of the fire exit, a sharp part which resembled a knife, even though it wasn't. With a flick of his wrist, he shot it towards Alec's open back.

Her eyes opened groggily and she immediatly doubled over coughing. "One hell of a ride down Kia... They say the higher up you climb... the harder the fall." She could barely feel her muscules and she raised a hand painfully to her head. Blood Taking a look around the room she could only see ruble and clouds of dust filled the air around her. cough... cough There was a commotion outside and she tried to turn but shrieked in pain. Another look around and she realised that everything was cursed with a hazy mist. Kia hoped that it would clear up. She pushed herself up though and looked at herself as much as she could. The bricks had beaten her up quite well and she coughed more, limping to the hole in the wall. Outside was still a heated battle and she groaned. She couldnt tell who was who her eyes were fuzzy and her vision was playing up still causing her to almost topple over. A ringing sound pierced her ears and instinctively she clutched her stomach coughing up more and throwing up once or twice. Leaving her pale and wiped of energy she didn’t have in the first place.

Her teeth gritted. Having the ability to rely on something would be good right now but her senses weren’t working right. Her ears hearing fucked up and her vision was fading fast. She grabbed the edge of the brick and jumped out catching a flash of blue and letting herself yell out to him "Zeruel! Be careful!" her throat felt like it was ripping up and she let her hand fly to her gun wobbling slightly but determined to help in some way and determined not to let the fact that she was bloody and wounded worry anyone. She'd been awake long enough to know they needed all the help they could get and being rendered useless was not an option. Not to her atleast. This isn't the time to black out kia and with every muscle screaming Kia stepped out of the rubble and into the scramble on the streets.

"Kia..." Kouta mumbled as he saw something fuzzy climb out of the rubble of the fallen building, he almost smiled but instead ran down, the street and took away Kia's gun, so she couldn't shoot him if things got bad "Kia, get out of here now... me and Zeruel cannot risk you getting killed out here" he looked at her, the fire still in his eyes "i'm sorry you have to see me like this but you must leave... i don't want another dieing because of me" he looked at the gun he had taken away and gave it back to Kia, "take this with you... i know you can protect yourself but i will protect you every step of the way... got that?"

Alec's face no longer showed much, he simply watched as Rin went flying through the brick wall, crashing into something inside, then turned, just in time to see Zeruel sending a shard of metal straight at him. Alec barely brought his sword up in time to block it, and it ricocheted off the blade and into Alec's free arms shoulder. He didn't react from it, simply looked down at the little bit of metal, then up at Zeruel. He heard the blind Angel telling off the small girl, worried for her safety or some idiotic thing like that. Like it mattered. He knew every single one of these bastards' scents now. This is the kind of thing that had brought Alec to New York. The last town he was in ran out of Angels to fight him. And now, he would track down each of them, and he wouldn't stop until they were all in Hell.

His look was now intense, focused, deadly above anything else. Maybe Zeruel could have guessed what he was thinking, if not, he would find out. Alec stepped forward, holding his sword horizontally in the air effortlessly. He could hear sirens far off, getting closer. Obviously, some mortal had called for them. It was to be expected, they had been making quite a bit of noise. He took another step, nearly within striking distance. "Fairy Boy, a sneak attack?" He asked, regarding the piece of metal still in his shoulder. Alec stopped just outside of swinging range for either of them. "You're acting like a Vampire." Alec said with his usual playful smirk returning to his face, "First, you impale that poor little girl, then you get into a fight with an Angel, and now resorting to sneak attacks? Heh." Alec chided him.

"Too bad the fun's all over, though." The sirens were now within an ordinary range of hearing, "I'll catch ya' later." Alec jumped up, vaulting off of the side of the building halfway to the roof, onto the top of the building opposite it. "Bye, Fairy Boy!" He shouted, waving as his sword dematerialized, and then ran off towards the sirens. It probably looked like a dumb idea, but morning was coming soon, and Alec wanted to roast a few piggies. The next day, Alec's last game of the night would be on the news, three cop cars torched in the middle of the street, human remains found all around and inside of them, like the bodies had exploded. No evidence of who the perpetrator was could be found, and the murder weapon was unknown, or unfathomable. If the Angels were lucky, maybe they heard some of the explosions a few minutes after Alec had left...

"Son of a bitch..." Kouta mumbled as he saw Alec leave. The flames started to die down as he lost his sight once again and he knelt on the ground for a short secound before getting up again "he'll be back" he said to all the angels "that is all... i need to be alone" with that the blind angel walked away, putting another blood-sodden bandage over his eyes, he had a few spares. He walked away from the cars and the explosions, there was something in his mind that he needed to puzzle out and now was the time. He couldn't run anymore, he couldn't run from what he truely wanted.

The disorientated and weakened Kia stumbled out from the ruins inside of the wall where the lampost had hit. Zeruel wanted to run to her but Kouta had already got there, so he concentrated on Alec, he couldn't afford to turn his back, not when he was the only one still standing, well Kouta was, but he was busy. The shard of metal had been deflected, but it rebounded and stroke Alec in the shoulder, though he showed no reaction, only stepped towards him, stopping just before any of their's weapons could reach each other, though if Zeruel wanted to, he could have thrown the halberd, but he didn't instead he just watched. "Fairy Boy, a sneak attack?" He asked, regarding the piece of metal still in his shoulder. "You're acting like a Vampire." Alec said with his usual playful smirk returning to his face, "First, you impale that poor little girl, then you get into a fight with an Angel, and now resorting to sneak attacks? Heh."

Sirens were blearing in the distance, coming closer with every second which passed. Alec's words were enraging to Zeruel but before he could do anything Alec jumped off to the side and on to the roof, running off towards the sirens, probably looking for more 'fun' before the night was over. Zeruel dematerialized the weapon, allowing it to turn to dust once again, he looked over to see Kia and Kouta, who was now walking away. Letting out a sigh he walked to the girl he had impaled, it made him feel sick that he did such a thing, but the least he could do was give her a proper send off.

Tracing his finger in her spilt blood, he drew the symbol of God's Children before placing the same hand to his hear and bowing his head whilst kneeling. "May your soul rest in peace under the protection of God. May you find your lost loved ones and be reunited with them in heaven. And wait there protecting those who still live, watching them, but with a smile, until the promise day arrives." He spoke the words as her body turned to dust and floated to the sky, as if the pieces carried her soul up to heaven. He then turned back to Kia and walked over to her, looking down at her for a few seconds, shaking his head. "I thought I told you to stay away." he didn't really sound angry, just a little disappointed but relief she hadn't of died. He bent down and picked her up, almost like a child, holding onto her legs as he rested her head over his shoulder.

Getting back to the apartment took just about 10 minutes of walking, Zeruel had a little trouble using his key to open the door, but he managed it. Stepping inside revealed that the lights were off. "Zeke?" Zeruel called out, usually Zeke would have fallen asleep on the couch watching movies, though he was probably out at Emily's tonight. Zeruel sighed slightly, taking Kia into his bedroom and laying her on the bed. He ran the tap in the en-suit and filled up a cup of water, being extra careful not to get the water anywhere near him. Putting it on the table next to the bed, he walked out from the room and closed the door behind him.

Zeruel walked quietly over to the wardrobe and took out a spare pair of clothes, walking back to the living room he got undressed and put on the new clothes. As well as changing the bandage over his burnt hand. He folded the clothes neatly and put them inside the washing machine, he would get Zeke to take them out when they were wet, it was the part of the list of jobs they divided up between themselves, so it didn't really seem suspicious. Zeruel looked in the mirror at the blood on his face and where it had clumped his hair together, although it came from the girl, not from himself. Her blood had dripped onto his face and got stuck in his hair, though he couldn't wash it out, so he just pried out the clumps of it, tugging at his hair and taking part of that out with it. It hurt a little but it worked, the blood on his face he wiped off on a towel and threw that in the washing machine, kicking the door of it to close and starting it up.

He then fell onto the sofa exhausted and yawned, covering his mouth with his hand. After a few minutes, his eye lids grew heavy and he fell asleep on the sofa, his head leaning over the side and his arms and legs sprawled out everywhere. He didn't care if Zeke came in and saw him like this, though it wasn't normal for him to be like this, usually he would go to sleep in his own bed, but he decided to give it up for Kia.

There was a spark in the darkness of the building. A few moments later a hand gripped the outside wall, Rin pulled herself out stumbling a bit. "Son of a bitch has one hell of an arm on him." She mumbled wiping the blood out of her face. "You just couldn't finish the job could you." She said with rather sad tone. She stumbled down the ally keeping her hands on the walls. Sirens, explosions, and gun shots filled the air, breaking the silence that had enveloped the area. "Damn you. Get off your ass and get my family,you lazy fuck." Her cigaret smoke rose up towards the heavens as she cursed her god.

A smirk came across her face as she sat down to catch her breath. She closed her eyes and lent her head upwards listening to chaos. "If only I could do that. Then he might get off his ass and do what he promised me." She pulled out the picture of her family and stared at it, stroking the children's faces. "Soon I will save you. I think i have someone who can finally help with my plan." She said with a purr to the picture. "But for now." She stuck the picture away and started stumbling back to her place. "I have to honor a different agreement."

A cold wind blew though her blood soaked hair as she opened the door to her apartment. She closed the door and walked strait to the shower, washing the blood off her. The water going down the drain slowly became less and less crimson until it was crystal clear. She threw the blood soaked clothes into the fireplace. The best way to get rid of evidence was to burn it, she had learned that from a vampire in a past life. She laid on the couch warming herself by the fireplace and staring at the picture, the smoke from her cigaret escaping through the fireplace. "Burn the day away." She mumbled staring into the fire remembering unpleasant memories.

The morning sun was waking him up from his slumber, he didn’t remember when was the last time that he had slept so comfortable, his head was buried in his fluffy pillows and the soft cotton sheets embraced him in such an alluring way that he did not wanted to get up. He slowly opened his eyes and started to get up; he yawned and stretched like a feline, with one of his hands he scratched the back of his head, still in a daze he walked to the bathroom, it was still very early so he was going to make it to school just fine.

He felt a little bit cold; after all, he had slept only in his boxers last night, he had hanged neatly his school uniform in the closet door before going to sleep, he hated wearing wrinkled clothes. He glanced at his uniform; oddly it was clean and well-ironed, just like he liked it.
He went into the bathroom and turned the hot water on; he hated to wait until the water was warm enough, he usually took this time to undress himself, but since he was only wearing his underwear today he was completely naked before any steam could be seen coming out of the shower, he was left there slightly shaking, waiting to get in.

He tested the water with his right hand, the dry crust that had formed in his palm during the night began to soften -He smiled satisfactorily- it was exactly how he wanted it. He jumped in the shower. He rubbed his two hands together, trying to get all the filth out of his hands. The running water that fell on his face felt refreshing; rivulets of water stain his body with the filth that was dislodged from his face, wiping all his sins away.
Caked clots of blood ran to his feet and began to mix with the water going towards the drain. He took his time there; he always enjoyed long showers.

He wiped clean the steamed mirror of the bathroom with his hand; he combed his hair back with his fingers to reveal his handsome face. He dried himself completely and walked to his room to dress himself like usual he styled his hair and washed his mouth before coming downstairs.
“Morning Mother, I’ll be leaving to school now” -He reached for her forehead and kissed it - She didn’t answer, she just saw him walk downstairs past her, her face lean forward lifeless when he released her, she was pinned by the hand to the wall with the knife Lhein used to skin her. She was nothing more than a decoration now. Nothing she could do now, she’d been dead since yesterday. He closed the front door and walked outside. “Be good Mother!” he said out loud from the other side of the door.

He took his usual route and found the end of the alleyway obstructed by a fire escape stair that had fallen, there was some blood in one of the walls so he supposed someone had been hurt there, he squeezed himself carefully through an opening, there where police officers questioning people nearby, there was a smashed car like a light post had fallen on top of it, and with all that blood that was dried around the car someone had definitely died there, there was indeed a fallen post but it had fallen inside a house and now it had a very big hole.

This didn’t seem natural he thought, maybe there were more like him in this part of the city? He thought while walking up to a very busy road, everybody seemed desperate to get to their destination not paying any attention to their surroundings. He stopped at the end of the sidewalk, observing. He caught a mother and his child walking busily; the kid yawned and hurriedly walked as the mother tugged at him forcing him to walk faster. His messy light brown hair rested on the sides of his face, moving gracefully by the soft breeze of the morning; in the back of his mind he remembered the life he used to have.

*Flashback*

“Lhein are you hurt?” and she bent over to pick him up; he had fallen in that same road when he was a toddler and scraped his knees on the pavement; she whispered only for his ears to hear, “you thoughtless boy, look what you’ve done -she hissed angrily- you stained your uniform and now you’ll make me late, can’t you do anything right? Useless thing” the boy cried “I’m sorry mother, I’m sorry”

*End flashback*

He shrugged his thoughts away when he remembered what he did last night.

His warm hazel eyes see through the smiling faces of the crowd who are ignoring him, unaware that he had just lost his life; nobody cared -He thought- and a smile appeared on his face, just as he would not care tonight. He felt a squeeze at the pit of his stomach. He had awakened.

Otter merely chuckled at this young human. He thought he was about to score with a gorgeous girl. How wrong was he. "Oh, someone's an eager beaver." She grinned lacing the fingers of one hand into his and pulling him out of the cafe.
"Wait, my job-" He started but was completely cut off after the vampire rolled her eyes and planted a deep kiss on his awaiting lips. He wasn't expecting it at first and he was tense, but immediately relaxed an his hands started travleing over her body, curiously going over every curve. His hands stopped on her behind, squeezing gently, causing Otter to pull away.
"Now, now. No need to be so eager, lover boy." She cooed at him, placing another kiss on his cheek before shaking her hips as she walked away. Dustin glanced back at the coffee shop but quickly followed behind her, jogging a few paces to catch up with her retreating figure. "Wait up." He called, attempting to be nonchalant as he slipped his arm around her waist and planted a few kisses on her neck and her collarbone. She rolled her eyes again, almost scoffing, but accepted them then tugged him off towards her apartment. "Oooo, more entertainment." Maleficent spoke in a sinister tone and her cackle to follow was just as spine tingling. She ignored the evil woman and continued on until finally unlatching the door and dragging a very eager human in afterwards. He pinned her onto the couch on top of her, showering her in slobery, unwanted kisses.
"No, not here." She pleaded, pushing him set and pulling him into the plastic room. He took the lining of the whole room in, his eyes intrigued. "You are one weird girl." He muttered, scratching his head but was interupted when Otter pulled him to the bed and straddled him. "Whoa! Oh hey, pretty angel." He chuckled and pulled her into him. Otter tugged back, laughing nearly uncontrollably. "An angel! Ha! Honey, you think this is weird, you've got another thing coming your way." Her fangs seemed to protrude now more then ever. "Mmmmm, you look so delicious." She spoke litterally, but the unknowing male thought it as kinky foreplay, but it was definitely the wrong idea. "Baby, your probably sweeter then candy." She only laughed more at his meager attempt to turn her on with words. She leaned close to him, whispering into his ear. He expected more dirty talk, but what he recieved caused his eyes to widen and struggle to get out from under her. "I hope your death won't hurt as much as I think it will. You seem like such a sweet man." It was too late for him, he had been lured into the lion's den, there was absolutely no escape, she had him pinned and he was at her mercy alone. "Please, I don't want to die. I have a girlfriend and she loves me very much." Otter's look turned from giggling laughter to pure twisted rage. "You've got a woman and your about to sleeze around with some girl you haven't known for all of thirty minutes. You men are all the same. Fucking animals just looking for their next meal, uncaring how it is given to them, just as long as it's served hot. I no linger sympathize your loss." These were the last words that he heard before she sunk her teeth into the side of his cheek, ripping out part of his lips and knocking out a couple of teeth. Immediately, blood spewed everywhere and Dustin's pain fused scream nearly shattered Otter's impecible hearing. "Shit, fuck!" She slammed a hard fist into his nose, sending the bone to reach his brain, quieting the scream instantaneously. "Much better." She drew Satan's symbol after sucking up a bit of his delicious blood. That metallic taste dancing on her taste buds sent her head spinning and all of the voices piled into that one brain of hers were laughing their own sick and demented laughter as she gulped down the once breathing humans blood.

Kia growled and rolled over. "Why didn't someone shut the curtains?" She let the last ringings leave her ears and noticed the sound of the birds were no longer distorted. A shocking relief swept through her and she sat up but immediatly felt queasy. She realised it might take till the evening to heal up properly. She was far from physically fine and could see the dried blood on the pillow. The room wasn't her own and she sighed everything was swimming in her head building up one killer of a headache.
“Eddie.”
“Which one are you?”
"Get ... of... me... please..."
"I don't think your any position to be questioning me. So how about it Kia?"
She groaned and held a hand to her head stepping out onto the floor and looking around for something she could wear instead of these clothes but she decided it was best to find some later. Gettign to the door she opened it and looked at Zeruel asleep still.
"I was stupid.... Stupid to believe you just wanted to help... Stupid to believe you might actually be someone when time came that I could trust."
The blue shadow behind his eyes had gone as his transformation back had been almost on time as hers. She scooted over and opened some kitchen cupboards looking for something to eat. She groaned again and grabbed a sponge sitting on the sink cleaning up the scrapes on her leg remebering to tally up what she had used so she could replace it later.
"I like it... Blue... suits you."
She smiled to herself and cast another glance to Zeruel feeling a little more at ease here and moving onto her head. Examining it closly she decided to put sticthes in it later while the others were out.
"He's right... Emotions make me weak all the time... All the time..."
Pain coursed through her body as she moved in the wrong way and a small whimper escaped her lips. She hoped no one had heard her and she continued to examine herself and the surroundings. Taking in the rather modest appartment.
"Emotions aren't what make you weak! They are what makes you human!"
"Take care of Kia! Don't let her follow me!"
"You are strong-sprited... that's good... fine you can follow but stay out of sight... i don't want to have Zeruel cutting off my head anytime soon..."
Kouta? Kia began to wonder what had happnend to the brat and realised that she did in a way care. He had given her some things to think over and gave good advice. He was noble.
"I thought I told you to stay with Kia? Where is she!?"
"What can I say... You'd do the same for me Zeruel... And you know it."
She purely cared and dropping the sponge in the sink she looked at the clock. Sliding off the counter and Taking a couple of steps next to Zeruel she smiled and kneeled down resisting the remaining pain and sighed,
"Kia!"
"Zeruel... You need to wake up... " She shook him a little, gently but enough to rock him.
"I thought I told you to stay away."
"It's morning." Kia looked up at the cieling laughing slightly. Last night couldnt have gone any better. Sure she was in pain but she'd managed to realise that she didnt need anyone else in the world. Shes got all she needs in this small city. "Lazy idiot" she bashed him on the head and pouted realising that she hadn't seen Zeke. Is he with Emily? "Zeruel!"

Kouta sighed, he hadn't been able to sleep, having been thinking for a long time.
That vampire used a sword he thought a sword was used to kill them... it was old-fashioned but effective... their heads were chopped and lolled on the floor... i was the only survivor... but that was because i had died before that happened... a final kick in the ass for a dead man... he growled again
"That bastard will die... if he was the one who killed them... then he will most certainly be killed..." he sighed again, he was tired now, but he ha no ture place to go back to. Juust like when he had been alive he had wandered around, sleeping wherether he wanted, but tonight he felt a hole in his heart. He felt it stupid to sleep with humans on the streets who he could never tell of his expolits.
The blind lone wolf he thought, that was his self-deemed title, and he hated it. He got off the floor and walked through the streets, it was day now, though he could only tell by the sun on his skin. he continued walking until he caught something, it was the familaur arua of the angels he had met earlier
"Well... i have no-one else..." he ran towards the arua, then came to the apartment and looked up, he sighed "i am not going through the window again... who knows what could happen..." he sighed and sat down on the floor outside of the apartment, quickly falling into slumber, this way he was near the others. This way he didn't feel alone.

A single shaft of light crept through the gap in the pale coloured curtains, bringing light upon a boy, his head resting on the blood stained sheets of a bed, his left arm outstretched, and in it, a single white rose. His body lay limp, on it’s knees over the bed, at first glance you’d say that he was dead, his skin pale and cold to the touch, however if you looked closer, you would see his chest rise slightly with each breath he would take.

His hand twitched once or twice, then gripped the rose hard, drawing blood from the thorns on the stem of it. Lifting his head caused his hair to fall over his eyes and just hang there until he looked up, blinking against the sunlight pouring in. His free hand glided over the blood stained sheets of his girlfriend’s death bed, one being a thing of beauty where she would sleep. Oh how she looked like a goddess when she slept, a goddess on earth, that’s what she was to him, but now, murdered in her own bed.

His hand crept up the bed until it came upon a necklace, lying there on the pillow, a used-to-be chain broken, but the pendant remained in tact. He looked around for something to use to put the pendant on, settling for a small black rope on the side, who knows what it was used for, but he threaded the pendant through the rope, tying it a few times around his neck, exactly four times. He steadily got to his feet, his knees shaking slightly as he took a few small steps towards the door. Looking back over at where he had once seen Emily, the love of his life, now the blood-stained sheets and the necklace of hers only served as a reminder.

He stopped outside his apartment, a man with black hair slept outside of it, looking like he was just waiting for someone. He walked to him and kicked him over to the ground, probably waking him up in the process. “Go find somewhere else to sleep hobo.” he growled down at him before heading up the stairs to the apartment.

Zeruel had groaned a little as Kia shook him, but turned over slightly ignoring her. "Zeruel!" she bashed him on the head which caused him to bolt upright, standing up straight from the sofa. At that point Zeke came in, his face holding a look of surprise seeing that Kia was there.

“Ando, get ready we need to leave.” Zeke said coldly to him before going over to the kitchen and searching the cupboards for food, with most of them being empty, the fridge also containing nothing. “I thought I told you to go do the shopping.” Zeke glared at him who was sitting back on the sofa, sighing deeply and rubbing his head. Zeke went to the fridge and took out a bottle of water, throwing it and hitting Zeruel hard on the head, it bouncing off and rolling along the floor. “We have uni, this isn’t a time to rest.”

Zeruel flinched when he saw the bottle of water roll across the floor, checking his head in case it had gotten wet, sighing out of relief when it didn’t. He turned around on the sofa, staring at Zeke, noticing the necklace he had on was the same one he had brought for Emily. Zeke locking onto his eyes and noticing what he was looking at, none of them said anything though. Zeruel turned back around, standing up and brushing himself down. “Me and Zeke will be back soon, do whatever you want until then.” Zeruel told Kia, patting her lightly on the head. “Be a good girl.” he then walked to the door, tapping his foot as he held it open for Zeke. “Come on, we’ll be late Zeke.” Zeke grumbled slightly at the comment but followed Zeruel out of the door.

“You’re always moody in the mornings Zeke, but you’re especially moody today.” Zeruel sighed as they walked inside the university, pushing past many of the other students. It was true, Zeke would always be moody with Zeruel in the mornings, mainly because Zeruel would just come in early morning and just never want to get up and go to university. Zeke clutched on to the necklace he had on as a small tear came from the side of his eyes, noticing this, Zeruel looked away. “We’ll talk later about it okay?” he said quietly before walking into class with Zeke.

Kia frowned at zeke and mumbled. "Yeah see you later Ando." She sighed Before nightfall would be nice But she shook it off watching them leave and almost double taking. "Kouta!?" She stepped outside and poked him. "Hey... Kouta... " She sighed and tugged him trying to drag him into the appartment. "You cant sleep here..." She dropped him and fliched, Coughing a little shee poked him and whimpered "Alive in there?" She smiled knowing that she could take Kouta on an adventure round a shop or.. something. She had a day to pass and Zeruel had told her to be good.
“Be a good girl.”
She shrugged it off and tutted. Looking at Kouta for some sign of life. She got up leaving the door open for him if he wanted to come in and looked at herself grabbing some clothes from a drawer in Zeruels room that looked like the smallest thing he had. Stepping it a warm shower she shreiked a little regretting it intensely as shop got into the open wounds on her back. "God how I can't wait for night... I might be able to walk without extreme pain." That was the issue with having no time to repair last night. The healing process would take all day now. Yet she ttried to get the worst of the brick and dust out her hair and cleaned off the mess of blood watching again the swivel of red spiral down the plug.
Kia took a step out of the guys shower and chucked on a shirt that looked more like an overgrown dress the sleeves dabgling far off her hands. The jeans however fitted alright and she threaded a belt through them and smiled a little feeling highly comfortable. Checking again on Kouta she sighed.

Kouta hadn't been woken by the kick, though he had felt it slightly, only mumbling slightly in the process. As he heard his name being called he suddenly came back to life and looked around, wondering where the hell he was for a few moments. Then he remembered that he had walked over to this apartment a few minutes ago. He sighed and, with barely any difficulty, got up off the ground. He in Kia's direction, though he couldn't see the clothes that Kia was wearing he could sense some of Zeruel's arua on them. So he assumed they were his.
"Damn me na d not being abe to see" he mumbled, hoping Kia hadn't actually heard him "sorry if i'm bothering you but i didn't really have anywhere else to go and..." he didn't really want to say anything else. He couldn't hear Zeruel anywhere, he noticed "uh... where did your boyfriend go?"

Kia laughed and leaned agaisnt the door. Rolling her eyes. "What makes you say he's my boyfriend." She was curious and she noticed he could probally smell Zeruel all over her from his clothes she'd put on. She sighed. "He's gone out ... he has places to be unlike me... Want to come in?" She coughed some more and her knees gave way so she sat agaisnt the wall looking up at him . "I want to go shopping... Theres no food in and Im feeling like I want to pig out.. which I know... Isn't what angels do but hey..." Angles don't fly of lamp posts or get themselves into situations where they have to support each other yet here I am.

"Uh... i guess" Kouta said, slightly confused by the request, he hadn't really been shopping that much in his old life, and when he had he had never really paid attention to much of what happened. He heard Kia cough and fall to the ground and almost shouted, then caught himself and mumered "Kia... i did this to you... i'm sorry" he walked inside the door of the apartment and leant against the wall "places to be huh? heh i never really paid attantion to what happend in the day i suppose... when do you wanna leave?" he didn't really know why he had thought of Zeruel and Kia as a couple, most likely because of the situation he had met them in.

Kia shook her head. "Should of picked a better hiding place... Its not your fault." She climbed back up and grabbed a drink of water downing it in one and spluttering it back up. "I was never sober during the day... " She turned to look at him her face flushed and glad he couldn't see how embaressed she was. "Anyway... I... believe I know the way... But I need some clothes too... " Kia frowned and put a hand on Koutas shoulder. "You dont have to come with me if you dont want to." She hugged him carefully. "And I need to buy stiches to put in my head." She gulped shivering with fear. She didnt trust herseflf with something like that but she didnt want anyone to worry so she continued to smiled. "We could go now... Before everyones rushing for lunch and things. While Zeruel and Zeke are still out at Uni." She shuffled her feet a little.

Kouta gave a small sigh
"Ah youth..." he smiled at the careful hug and said "i don't mind... i need something to do during the day anyhow... and for now this seems to be my activity for the day" as he heard about the sticthes he gave a small sigh, he didn't want to go and say something stupid but he did worry about Kia, old habits die hard "come on then... i'm hungry anyhow..." as he heard Kia say a name of another person, Zeke he asked "Zeke?"

He was just standing there at the entrance watching as all the students went inside the school grounds, a girl passed him and stared at him, he gave a smile, the kind you don’t open your mouth to make, and the girl blushed and giggle hurrying to tell her girlfriends and gossiping about the event, he assumed. “Pitiful girl” –he thought- when a hard slam to his back surprised him “Lhein! You’re back! I never would have thought that you will miss a day of school!” –He put his arm around his neck- “You even came that day you were so sick, I thought someone had killed you” –Lhein turned quickly to face him, the other boy's face very close to his own showed an idiot's smile- “you know? It’s very common these days” –said his classmate-

“What are you talking about? I had a previous appointment I could not cancel with a very important person -he said while grabbing the other boy's arm and pushing it away from his shoulder- it’s not of your concern Paul” Not helping to feel a little bit happy because he noticed his absence “always so polite Lhein” -Paul whispered in his ear- “did you see that girl staring at you?” Lhein closed his eyes and slowly turned to face him “Do you know her name?” –Asked Lhein innocently- “ooooohhh! what now? Have you finally awakened?! You’re interested in girls now!?” “I might” –Paul started to get excited- “can you do me a favor Paul? Can you tell that girl to meet me here when classes are over?” Paul opened his mouth in shock and he just stopped there not being able to move not even blink, Lhein kept walking on leaving him there, not turning to face him.

“I’ll do anything to get rid of that handsome virgin ass of yours!” he shouted at the back of Lhein when the shock left him. “Her name is Karen, Kaaaaren!” The vampire could not help but laugh, Paul was the only person he knew to say what he actually thought, no twisted thoughts inside that brain of his, probably because he was an idiot. “Karen, huh? I wonder what I’ll do to you tonight?”

(*wiping the post clear* Sorry guys double posting)

Rin woke up on the couch in the most awkward position, leaving both her arms asleep. "Ffffuuuck." She groaned groggily looking at the clock. "6:00am is damn early." She mumbled to herself getting up, the pillow stuck to her head from dried drool. She light up a cigaret completely unfazed by the pillow that was practically glued to her face. She walked into the bathroom and stepped into the shower with a sigh. She cursed silently as she waited for the water to get warm, followed by a sigh of relief when it heated up and the pillow slid off of her face. Her phone range just as she was getting out of the shower she picked in up and flipped it open. "Yo." She said to the who ever was on the line. "It's Jim, I need you to take over as a teacher in the English the class. One of our teachers and his daughter were killed last night." *Oh I knew I had seen that car. That is who Mr. Piddles was." She thought to herself. "You still there? Jim asked thinking she had hung up on him. "Yeah I'm here. I'll be there in fifteen." She then hung up the phone. "Son of a bitch I'm sore." She moaned out as she got dressed.

"The sun is so unholy." Rin practical hissed as she walked out into the over powering light. She put in her head phones and turned on her ipod. *Time to start my morning jog to school.* She thought jogging in place for a moment before moving forward toward the school. Her muscles slowly stated to hurt less as she ran the mile to work. As she arrived at the school she could hear one of the University kids. "Man Tonny look at that chicks boobs bouncing!" This was followed by his screaming as her cigaret hit him square in the eye. "I really hate my fucking after life." She sighed to herself walking into the classroom. The stared at her for a moment, then all hell broke loose. "Who are you?! Were is Mr.Taylor?!" They all seemed to ask these question over and over. She let out a sigh and light a cigaret rubbing her head to keep from killing one of them as an example. She heard the door open and turned around to Zeke and Zeruel who seemed to have the most shocked look.

"You. Fairy boy and friend! Your late get to your seats so we can start." She said in a very angry tone. The students still hadn't gotten quiet by this time. "Oh for God's sake!" She yelled as she slammed down her bag on the table, making all the students quiet down. "Much better. I can hear the voices in my head again." She groaned as one of the students had another outburst. "Just who the hell do you think you are?! Where is Mr. Taylor!?" He was cut off by the book Rin had chucked at his head. It connected and sent him flying out of his chair and onto the ground uncontentious.

"Now that I have your attention. My name is Mrs. Kagamine." She wrote it on the board. "Mr Taylor and his daughter were murdered last night." She shot Zeruel a glace as she said that. "I will be your new Teacher effective today! I will run this class like an internment camp and you all will like it!" She paused for a moment taking a hit of her smoke. "Now if anyone acts up...I will kill them." She glared being completely serious. "If anyone tells me I cant smoke in here. I will kill them followed by desecrating the body and or eating there soul!" She pulled a book out of her bag and slammed it down on the table. "Now let the English begin!" She said with a creepy evil smile.

Upon entering the room, their normal teacher wasn't there instead it was the Angel from last night, the one who had punched Zeruel, though Zeke had no idea who it was, he hadn't been there. "You. Fairy boy and friend! Your late get to your seats so we can start." She shouted at them over the noise of the rowing students, who were obviously annoyed due to their teacher not being there. Zeke looked towards Zeruel, trying to look to him for answers as to why he was being called 'Fairy boy'. Zeruel growled slightly, grabbing Zeke's hand and pulling him to their desks and sat down.

"Oh for God's sake!" She yelled as she slammed down her bag on the table, making all the students quiet down. "Much better. I can hear the voices in my head again." Zeruel flinched slightly as the book was slammed down on the table, Zeke didn't seem to react though, instead he stared up, at the clock, the ticking sound constantly. Tik...tok...tik...tok...it was driving Zeke insane, his face twitching slightly with every second which passed. "Now that I have your attention. My name is Mrs. Kagamine." She wrote it on the board. "Mr Taylor and his daughter were murdered last night." Zeruel bowed his head slightly, but kept it high to ensue that no one had seen him and got the faint hint.

Zeke stood up suddenly which caused the whole classes' eyes on him. "Mrs. Kagamine, if you'll excuse me." he ran and headed out of the door, leaning against the side of the wall outside, clutching his head, it was pounding and visions of Emily being cut, the blood coating Zeke and him screaming, but with no sound coming out.

"Zeke!" Zeruel also stood up and ran outside, the whole class falling silent, all questioning about what actually happened. "Zeke?" Zeruel bent down slightly, looking at his friend's face, full of pure fear and agony. "Zeke, what's wrong?" Zeruel knelt down in front of his friend, reaching out to touch him, only to have his hand swatted violently away.

"Don't touch me...just get away! Get away from her!" Zeke yelled, loud enough to make everyone in the other classrooms hear and some of them running out, half expecting to see some fight or a chase going on, but instead it was just some crazy kid and his 'friend' trying to calm him down. Zeke was shaking violently, his head in his hands, looking out from between his parted fingers.

"Zeke, calm down..." Zeruel pleaded to him. Seeing no sign of him stopping he stood up, looking around at the crowd of people. "Give him some space!" Zeruel snapped, he was feared within the University, so the others obeyed and took about 5 large steps back.

Rin had just started to read the days lesson when Zeke stood. "Mrs. Kagamine, if you'll excuse me." "Yeah sure, sure." She shooed him out like a dog. "Now ere was I? Ah yes. Now." She was interrupted by Zeruel yelling "Zeke!" and running out. "Damn it..." Rin growled as the class started to get restless. "What was that all about?" one of the students asked, as soon as they did the whole class got noisy again. Rin let her head hit the desk. "Why me god? Why. Why. Why." She asked ramming her head into the desk in irritation.

"Don't touch me...just get away! Get away from her!" Her head shot up when she heard Zeke yell but by the time she got up chaos had broken out again. All the students were already at the door and pushing to get out. Rin walked to the door throwing students back into the room as she made her way outside into the hall. "Give him some space!" She heard Zeruel yell. "Fucking great." She said under her breath. She finally made it into the hall to see Zeke on the ground like he had some sort of Gulf war syndrome and Zeruel ready to kill the students. *Lovely I have to unstable students. You just cant let my life be easy can you?* She thought looking up at the ceiling. She let out a long sigh and took a deep breath. "Get your little Heathen asses back in the fucking room and take your god damn seats, before I rip off your fucking heads!" She yelled at the other students making them run into the room and get quiet. She knelt down by Zeke "Hey you going to be ok kid? Do I need to call the psychiatric ward? They have jackets that let you hug yourself." She said in a sarcastic tone. "And Fairy boy. If you snap and hurt someone I WILL lay your ass out again." She said with a glare.

"Get your little Heathen asses back in the fucking room and take your god damn seats, before I rip off your fucking heads!" Zeruel heard her yell, the other students had scrambled back into their rooms before they could even say another word. Damn, she's pissed. Zeruel thought, taking a few steps back and allowed Rin to kneel down in front of Zeke. "Hey you going to be ok kid? Do I need to call the psychiatric ward? They have jackets that let you hug yourself." She said in a sarcastic tone. "And Fairy boy. If you snap and hurt someone I WILL lay your ass out again." She said with a glare.

Zeruel ignored the threat as Zeke just continued to shake, peering at the floor between his hands, his eyes as wide as they could ever become. "I don't know what's wrong with him." Zeruel told her, pushing her out of the way and pulling Zeke's hands into his own. Zeke eyes locked on to Zeruel's face, his hands had stopped shaking, though his eyes were still in a state of shock. "Zeke what's wrong?" Zeruel whispered in a caring tone towards his friend.

"Emily..." Zeke mumbled, his eyes moving back to look at the floor. "They won't leave her alone..." Zeruel's eyes widened in realization as to what had happened to Emily, Zeke was wearing the necklace he brought her after all.

"Oh Zeke..." Zeruel sighed, his eyes closed as he embraced his shivering friend in the hope to calm him down, being this close to Zeke would allow Zeruel to sense his aura completely, however he was too focused on making Zeke stop shivering to notice. To sense aura, it took concentration, or at least your attention not being so focused on something. Zeke mumbled something into Zeruel's ear which made him pull back in surprise and look up to Rin. "Can we replace the clock in the room with a digital one?" he gave her a completely serious look, telling her that it wasn't a joke.

Otter did not remember when she had fallen asleep, the last thing that she had remembered was drawing the symbol of her father on the wall in his crimson mess. She had been laughing the whole time, but it was not her laugh, Onyx had taken over her body completely whens he had begun to consume Dustin. She became a maniac and slashed up his body unbielevably brutal for a woman of her size. She was clawing and tearing away at his skin and his hair, literally pealing away his flesh from his body. She was still laughing like a maniac, the boasterous noise sounding like a man in his late twenties. "Otter" began to smear some of the blood onto her face and over her mouth and hair and eyes, completely entranced with it, as if it were her only way to cling to her normal life. She seemed to bathe in it on the plastic coated bed and for a while, she just lay there next to the unmoving corpse at her side, cackling away.

Eventually Onyx got ahold of himself, settling the laughter down to chuckles here and there. He whipped out Otter's dragon pocket knife and with a swift flick, he opened the sharp object and slid it down the humans side, a slow trail of blood following where her tounge traced. She shivered in pure delight but hissed when a sudden beam of light dared to blind her now black eyes. She/he hissed violently, showing off her sharpened teeth and clawing at the open air. She rushed over and drew the dark blanket over the crack, then returned to the bed. Her body cunt was beginning to stack up and she needed a place to store these rotting corpses. What better place then in a cemetary? Onyx nodded then closed the door behind him to the plastic room. Her mind shifted, now allowing Otter to come back in place of the sadistic psycho. She immediately collapsed on the hardwood floor to her apartment, it was just too much.

Rin let out a sigh as they hugged. *A lovers quarrel?" She questioned until Zeke said "Emily...They won't leave her alone..." and she saw the look on Zeruel's face. *vampires...* She thought slipping back into memories of her past. She saw it all play out again in her mind.

The door swung open seconds later she saw her son being cut in half as he stood in front of her. His blood covered her entire front of her body. She yelled but there was no sound as her husband grabbed her hand and tried to pull her away with there daughter, but the vampire was already in front of them and swinging the sword. Her husband fell down pulling them down with him, his legs being cut off. He smiled and and his lips moved before there was a thump in the floor and his eyes went lifeless. There was extream pain from here stomach as the sword was drove into her pinning her to the floor. The vampire smiled an evil smile as he made her watch him kill her ten year old daughter slowly. Her eyes went dead but she was still watching as he killed her and walked out. He came back in with gasoline and poured it all over everything with a grin. Then bent down and drew a symbol in the blood. He then struck a match and said "Burn the night away." before throwing it down.

When Rin came to she was on her knees shaking violently and very pale. "Can we replace the clock in the room with a digital one?" She look up at Zeruel with very shaken look. "Yeah. Sure just....just go take it down." She said taking out another cigaret and struggling to light it for a moment.

Kia grabbed her shoes from the floor by their laces and pulled them on. She smiled up at Kouta. He toes wiggled alot. Well she wiggled them about alot highly amused by her feet and how clean she had made them. It took her a while to finish doing her laces up and actually standing up to leave. "Zeke ... he's Zeruels room mate. I dont think he knows Im camping out here... I dont want him to hate me..." She looked at her feet and sighed. "Maybe I could make him dinner so we could all eat tongiht?" She looked up at Kouta she honestly wanted to try for them as it was the closest she'd gotten to friends. "I could make them sanwhiches they could eat in class. Or bake cakes while they're at school." She shook her head "Im lousy and good for nothing... I should just give and enroll in a highschool." She laughed. "I'll do that later." She nodded to herself. "But for now I have to shop right Kouta." She nodded and started to walk out the door grabbing a pair of the spare keys and her phone.

Getting out on the streets she looked around. It was always busy in New York and she gave up. She turnedto Kouta and pouted. "Hey. i wanna go to school now" She complained. " Maybe put you as my dad on the forms?" She laughed at the stupidity but part of her was incredibly serious. "I can go tomorrow then I can go shopping today too." Kia was just trying to stall the shopping she remebered there were lots of crowds there and she didn't feel too safe always turning around and waiting for the voices to start taunting her. "Kouta... Can we find a quiet food store?"

"Yeah. Sure just....just go take it down." Rin's voice was shaky, which made Zeruel look at her, she was on her knees and shaking violently, similar to Zeke, though he seemed to be calmed down now. She was also very pale and having trouble trying to light her cigarette, though Zeruel wasn't going to help her, she did call him 'Fairy boy' a few times. He shook his head slightly and turned back to face Zeke who had already stood up and was looking around. Zeruel let out a small breath and stood up, walking to the classroom and taking down the clock. "Poor Zeke..." he mumbled, throwing the clock out the window, everyone was just looking at Zeruel but dared not to say anything in case they would be following the clock. Zeke walked calmly into the classroom, acting as if nothing had ever happened, a few of the students would murmur about Zeke but as soon as they started, Zeruel glared over to them.

Sitting back down at the desks, the bell sounded around the room and hallways outside. "I think we should go somewhere away from here Zeke." Zeruel told him whilst packing up his stuff and following the class outside, along with Zeke. Zeruel let out a small breath in the form of a sigh, looking at Zeke who's mind just seemed to be focused elsewhere. Zeruel didn't want to mention anything including the name Emily, even to try and make him feel better, it would just make him upset more. They walked past the clock which had been thrown out of the window, it was broken obviously, the ticking stopping and freezing the time at 11:58.39, Zeruel looked at it for a few seconds then looked up at the smashed window. "That got some distance." he chuckled, hoping for Zeke to join in, but he didn't, he was walking off in front. "Come on," Zeruel said, jogging to catch him up, "We'll get a coffee somewhere, take your mind from it." he smiled faintly, grabbing Zeke's hand and dragging him inside of a nearby coffee shop.

Zeke sat at one of the tables, his face just emotionless and seemed to be staring into space, Zeruel went to order the coffee, looking back at his friend and sighing slightly. "Yeah, just two milky coffees" he told the cashier, looking at him sideways, his arm leaning on the counter. Within minutes the coffees were placed on the counter, Zeruel paid the man and brought the coffees to the table Zeke was on. "Here Zeke." Zeruel held out the coffee for him to take, though he didn't, so Zeruel just placed it in front of him. "You know Zeke." Zeruel started, taking the lid of the coffee and staring down into it. "You can always talk to me about it, I know what happened, but if you need to you know...cry...then i'm here for you." all the while he didn't look up at Zeke, just watching the milky brown liquid move as he tilted the cup slightly. Zeruel was actually unable to drink coffee, due to it was a liquid, any liquid apart from blood would burn his skin and insides if he drank it.

"Ando..." Zeke started which made Zeruel look up at him expectantly. "Why do you buy coffee but never drink it?" he took a sip of his own coffee and just watched Zeruel, he wasn't even attempting to touch it or drink it.

Zeruel chuckled slightly, putting the lid on the coffee and pushing it away. "To be honest Zeke, I don't like coffee at all," he said with a small and innocent smile. "I just thought it's a nice thing to do..." he sighed, frowning down at the coffee cup, mentally cursing the fact that he couldn't drink it. "So um...Zeke..." Zeruel was desperate to change the subject quickly, in case Zeke had any more questions about him not drinking anything. "How's drama class?"

Rin heard a the clock crash the window making her jump a bit. She hated anyone to see her so weak. *damn it pull yourself together Rin* She thought finaly finally lighting her cigaret and taking few big hits. She forced her breathing to and heart rate to slow down and walked into the classroom just as the bell rang. She maneuvered around the students being silent and keeping to herself as she could still fell herself shaking.

She sat at her desk and waited for all the students to leave before pulling out her picture and braking into tears. "Why..." She questioned sobbing with her face on the desk. "Why did that have to happen? WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP IT!" She yelled punching the desk and braking the skin on her knuckles. It had been so long seance she had broke down she didn't remember what crying felt like. The blood from her knuckles ran down her hand putting out her cigaret, but she didn't notice or care. "I...can't even ever be with them again, but i can save them." She mumbled to herself wiping away her tears. She grabbed her bag and walked out of the school the tears still fresh on her cheeks.

She walked into a flower shop and came out with three sets of flowers. She looked at the coffee shop across the street noticing the two boys from class. There was a cold wind as she paused for a moment before pulling out a smoke and lighting it. She let out a sigh and started to walk to her destination. Which took her right by the coffee shop. *Dont let them see me.* She pleaded to god as she walked past with three huge bundles of flowers.

Kouta almost laughed as Kia said something about enrolling in a high school and putting him as her father, he didn't thugh as he heard her slightly serious tone of voice.
"Hmm... maybe... my time in high-school is long gone... heh, i'm surprised that Zeruel is going" he couldn't see the crowds around him as he walked, but was nimble enough to not get in their way,or at least most of the time "so is Zeke one of us?" he asked, curious now "i think you shouldn't try so hard... i don't know any of you guys enough to say who likes what but if you try too hard some people start to think you are getting desperate" he heard Kia muble something about going to a quiet place. Kouta smiled then said "sure... you scared of crowds or something?"

Kia nodded. "Can we head home... i dont think i wantt to shop.. " She sighed knowing she was being useless but she'd already started seeing hallcination. "No Zeke should be human And Zeruels in Universatiy... Its for older people. You go from high school to college from collge to Uni." She began walking back a hand on her head pushing her hair back. "And I just want to help the guys. I dont want to be usless and unwanted by them..." She looked a Kouta. "I dont want to be left behind" She smiled weakly and fell back into Kouta as she got bumped by some one. Blushing she looked around biting her lip. "It's getting busy again." She started to pick up her pace and was almost running back to the appartment before Kouta could register that she was right.

Kouta smiled warmly
So she's like me... there's something we have in commen he thought as he followed behind Kia as she ran back to the apartment. As he was walking beside her he said "you won't get left behind... i would be happy to fall back and wait if anything like that happened" he smiled and ruffled Kia's hair "you can count on that" he snickered slightly and continued walking, he didn't really mind that they hadn't been able to shop today, it was good that he had found out something about Kia so this Zeke is human... well i shouldn't bother on it for now... i should try and make a good impresion i suppose

Lilith casually strolled down the street, wearing her white dress. The night before had been uneventful, no action at all. She didn't get to use her sword because the vampire got away. She had been beating herself up over that; she still was. She smiled though and laughed at herself. "He was lucky though." The thought escaped her mouth without her thinking about it. Luckily, nobody was close enough to her to hear that. "Oh well." She continued her walk with her cat mask resting on top of her head.

Otter picked herself up off of the floor. She hadn't remembered anything, she just knew that she had killed again. He felt the blood on her. "Gob, I need a shower." She hopped into the tub and turned on the water, letting the hot water pour all over her body. It helped alot, taking off the blood and grime from the previous day. She stepped out, wrapping a towel around her body and another around her hair then went to her room and changed into a black skirt with a studded belt and a Circa Survive shirt. She lived the artwork, it always amused her thouroughly. She went to the mirror and added some makeup, putting liquid eyeliner on the top and bottom of her eyes as well as some mascara. She applied a touch of blush then dried her dark hair.

She then slipped on a pair of strappy heels that made her about three inches taller. She smirked at herself in the mirror, her piercings seemed flaunted and she fixed her black and blue bangs over her forehead. She headed out of the door and hopped into her black with blue racing stripes cobra mustang. She fir perfectly into the drivers seat and she started up the car, the hum of the engine, sending pure chills down her spine. She loved this car. She slid out of the parking slot and drove off, lighting a ciggarette eagerly and hitting it numerous times then rolling down the window. She parked in front of the cafe again. Glancing over at it, then hitting her cancer again. She stepped out of the car, her slender legs showing off nicely from under the skirt. Her heels clacked against the sidewalk and she closed the car door and locked it behind her. She made her way inside, ordering a cup off coffee, black and a bagel. The now woman cashier raised an eyebrow, noticing her from previously, but not asking any questions regaurding Dustin. She smirked and sat in one of the tables that held only two and she slipped out a cell phone, hovering over it, content.

"Oh, you came!" She said, trying to hide her excitement.

Alec had met this girl, Angie, earlier in the day, in an *alternative* clothing store in a mall. She seemed to show some interest in him, and he pretended to give a damn, but after thinking about it, he figured she could provide some fun later on. He told her he would come and meet her there, around three that afternoon.

"I'm not late am I? I had to shake off a couple girls before I could get to you..." He said with his eyes half-lidded and his voice bored. "You hungry?" She nodded, her ear piercings jingling against eachother. "Where you wanna go?" He asked casually.

"Anywhere's fine." Alec smirked and took her hand, she was obviously gauging him, to see what he would take the bother to spend on her. He took her out to a nice restaurant, Italian, but he didn't eat, saying he had just done so at a cheapie spot. She was blown away by the food, and even more so by the prices, which Alec shrugged off like they were nothing. Not like the money was his in the first place anyway. Afterwards, they were walking down the street, headed towards central park, where Alec was planning on starting his games for the night, when Angie saw a necklace in a store window that she 'had to have'. Alec dragged her into the store by her hand, and then without listening to her objections, he bought the thing, completely emptying his wallet, or rather, that guy from earlier's wallet. They walked out of the store, the sun almost completely down, and made it to a park bench before night had fallen.

"You really didn't have to..." She said while fingering the jewels on the amulet, but she was clearly delighted by it. Nobody had probably ever spent so much money on her, much less all in one day.

Alec shrugged, then smiled sweetly at her, "You're worth it." He had been mostly quiet the whole time he'd been with her, saying slightly corny and cliché things like that the whole time. He didn't really mean a word of it, he was just planning on using her as his first kill, then if he ran into any Angels, he would have his soul for the night, but Angie was starting to get really hot off of what Alec had been doing all day. She leaned in closer to him, her hip against his, and a hand rubbing the inside of his leg. Without saying anything more he leaned the rest of the way towards her, and kissed her full on the lips. She pulled back at first, slightly surprised, but then she leaned back into it and Alec could feel with his lips that she was smiling.

Not that he really gave a damn about Angie, of course, but she definitely was attractive. She was also a bit of a gold digger, he could tell, but not like that mattered if it was never his gold she was taking. Besides, he would kill her tonight. It'd been about a week since he had done what was on his mind at this moment, but nonetheless, he waited on the park bench with Angie's tongue flicking in and out of his mouth, her crawling on top of him, for nightfall to come...

Zeke drank another mouthful of coffee, his eyes following a girl which just came in, she was attractive, black hair with a few blue streaks in it, short skirt and 3inch high heels, every guy's dream. Though Zeke wasn't watching her because of that, not that he didn't find her attractive, he just wouldn't betray Emily, even if she was dead. "You like her eh Zeke?" Zeruel snickered, turning around to look at the girl. Zeke was watching her, she had the same aura as Zeruel, which meant she was either a Vampire or an Angel, though it seemed that he also had the same aura, not that Zeruel had noticed, he might have noticed the girl's though. "You need to get over Emily Zeke, she's...well you know..." Zeruel continued but received a glare from Zeke. "Right...sorry Zeke..." he mumbled under his breath, shrinking back down into his seat.

Noticing behind Zeke was their supply teacher Mrs Kagamine trying to sneak by the window whilst carrying a few bunches of yellow flowers. Zeruel rolled his eyes, it was obvious she wasn't trying to be seen. "I'll be back in a minute Zeke..." he said midway of getting up, Zeke didn't reply but Zeruel just left to go outside. "Hey teach!" he called after her, running to catch her up. "You okay now? I mean, you were pretty out of it back at Uni."

Zeke sat at the table, looking over to the table the girl was sitting on, between sips of his coffee. He wondered if she was his enemy, a Angel. He got told about all of these things by other creatures during his time in hell. The fact that he had to kill a human every night, draw a symbol in their blood to send them to hell. The fact that there were Angels, sent by God to kill Vampires. The fact that they could summon weapons, had enhanced speed and agility, also strength, though Angels had mind powers, but neither could use them during the day. Now that Zeke gave the thought some attention, the teacher had strange aura too, the hobo outside and Kia...he had already sensed Zeruel's aura before, though it seemed that Zeruel didn't notice his. But what were they? Angels or Vampires?

Tonight would mark the first night at Zeke being a human, the rush of excitement came over him, but also nerves, but he managed to shake them off. If Zeruel was a Angel, which he highly doubted, he didn't want him to see his transformation, if there was one. Zeruel didn't seem like the type of guy who would be an Angel, he's not pure enough for that, so being a Vampire would make him an ally, which could prove to be a good idea when the time comes if he's faced with Angels. Their teacher, she was defiantly a Vampire, she was too mean not to be. Kia...she was probably an Angel, she was pure and kind. Which means, she'll have to be killed off fairly soon, but not before having some fun. The hobo, that was hard to say, his personality didn't come out when he was asleep.

Zeke's eyes flicked back to look at the girl, was she an Angel or a Vampire, she seemed rather pure, but then what does a Vampire who is female look like? They can't be too obvious otherwise they would be found out.

Otter's violet eyes raised away from the substances layed out in front of her. She saw Zeke's eyes glance over towards her and she could sense his aura around him. A single, slender brow raises in assumption and she decides to go out on a limb. "This could be interesting." She snickered to herself and picked up her things, taking the now empty seat across from the other, a sly smile on her face. "Oi, my names, Otter." Her british accent layed out thick and rather obvious. Somehow she just had a feeling that he was on her side. She hadn't met another vampire in years and she was eager to figure out the truth about this one. But how? she didn't want to to make it completely obvious by just blurting it out, so she decided to try a bit of a more subtle appoach. She snatched a napkin and drew a face with fangs popping out of he mouth with a question mark next to it. She slid the parchment towards him after folding it once, the same prize winning grin returning to her flawless face.

Rin tiptoed by the window trying not to bring attention to herself. She let out a sigh of relief as she got past the window. *They didn't see me. Thank you god* She thought walking along. "Hey teach!" She heard from behind her. She left out a sigh and thought *fuck you god...fuck you.* She heard him running up behind her and light a cigaret to try to calm the annoyance. She turned around to see Zeruel running up beside her. "You okay now? I mean, you were pretty out of it back at Uni." he asked actually seeming worried. "Yeah I'm ok. I just had a flash back of a painful memory." She then remembered she had the flowers. "I'v got to go pay my respects. If you'll excuse me." She turned and walked away. *Please don't let him follow me." She thought. * I don't want him to see me weak.*

Zeruel looked back to the coffee shop where the girl was sitting on the table with him. I don't want to bother him... Zeruel thought before looking back to Rin who was walking away. "Wait up!" Zeruel called after her, running to catch her up again. "I'll come with you, it's best if I leave Zeke alone for a bit." he had a small devious smirk on his face when he thought about Zeke hooking up with another girl. He moves on quick he thought before taking a flower from the bouquet and smelling it. "Who you going to give these too?" he asked Rin, looking at her with a curious face, he looked away again and down at the flower. "My friends were all killed, probably by a Vampire too. I know I shouldn't of, but when I became a Angel, I went to go visit them. Though...they had been murdered, the police said it was someone with white hair." he gripped the flower more, bending the stem of it in his hands. "So...I know how it feels to be alone..."

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Zeke looked up at the girl who actually came and sat in front of him, it confused him slightly and threw him off of his thoughts. "Oi, my names, Otter." her accent was British, Zeke realized this from some of the British students at the university. He didn't really reply to her, but kept his eyes completely fixed on her, giving a small and polite nod. It was best for him not to give away his identity too soon, especially if she was an Angel. She was writing something on one of the napkins, folding it once and sliding it to Zeke. He opened it up, showing what was probably a drawing of a Vampire with a question mark next to it. Meaning she was asking if he was a Vampire, he thought about it for a second, if she was an Angel, he would be giving away his identity, though if she was a Vampire...He smiled faintly and nodded, he smile was somewhat dark and sinister, he was actually rather excited to meet someone else, even if she was an Angel, she couldn't harm him here, they couldn't use their powers during the day. Or so he was told...

"Wait up!" She took a bigger hit of her cigaret hearing Zeruel was indeed going to follow her. "I'll come with you, it's best if I leave Zeke alone for a bit." She looked back at Zeke who was with a girl and smiled a little. "It's good to see he moves on so quickly" Rin said softly. She didn't awser when he asked who the flowers were for. She remained quiet trying not to cry. "My friends were all killed, probably by a Vampire too. I know I shouldn't of, but when I became a Angel, I went to go visit them. Though...they had been murdered, the police said it was someone with white hair." "I'm sorry. She said looking down at her feet. still walking as they entered the cemetery. "So...I know how it feels to be alone..." She looked up him sadly. "This...this is an even worse pain then that Zeruel."

She said walking a few more feet and kneeling down at three graves. They read Tristan Kagamine, Jade Kagamine, and Quince Kagamine. Under each of them it said Viciously murdered, and may you rest in peace was scratched out. She started to cry as she set the flowers on each of them and picked up a family photo off of her husband's grave.

"That is very good." Otter mused in a whisper. "I, as well." she face a sly smirk towards him and removed the top plastic coating on a package of butter and she slathered the margarine over her pastry. Then he ripped the packaging on a package of strawberry jelly. She added that to the bagel as well with a knife. "What is your name?" She asked him curiously. "I have already dolled out a bit of information for your own comfort, I can see that you are a bit put off by my presense? Don't worry, I won't bite. Too hard at least." She winked at him, adjusting her bangs with a couple of fingers over her forehead. She nibbled into her bagel, then took a sip of her coffee, her violet orbs never leaving the vampire across the table.

They came into a graveyard which was overcrowded with tomb stones, if you didn't know where a specific one was you could probably walk for hours until you found it. It was most likely to most of the people dying from Vampire attacks, though civilians knew nothing of Vampires, to them, they were just serial murderers going around killing anyone they pleased and leaving no trace of who the person who died was. Though friends and family knew when someone had 'disappeared' and just classed them as dead. The graveyard was sort of eerie, no one else seemed to be around and the grass below was littered with leaves from whithering trees, there wasn't any bodies actually buried here, that was obvious by the tomb stones packed so close together. Then again, why would there be? All Vampires left was a bloody mess and a person's mangled organs, sometimes bits of flesh were left from the explosion, but that was rare.

Zeruel fell quiet when Rin knelt down in front of three graves, that was most likely her family, she had a picture in her hands of her and a man, along with two kids. The tomb stone was scratched out where it read 'Rest in Peace', how could they rest in peace if they were killed by a Vampire? When she started crying, Zeruel thought it was best to leave her, so he wandered down the rows of graves, looking at each name as he passed. Some of the families weren't even together, they had countless numbers of tombstones separating them from their families. It was disgusting to see so many people just being killed because someone else wants to live, it only made Zeruel want to kill Vampire more.

Zeruel stopped when he came to two graves which caught his eye; 'Here lies Gerardo and Camila Vazquez, loving friend and parents.' He sighed slightly before walking back towards Rin.

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"I, as well." she said as she buttered a pastry and put the jam on it, a strange thing to put on a bagel, normally they would be eaten hot, well Zeke thought so. He didn't feel hungry any more, neither thirsty anymore, it was probably an effect of being a Vampire. You don't need to eat when your dead do you? The only thing you need to live is killing humans, one every night. That rule was implanted into his brain, though he didn't really feel like killing a human, he actually hated the idea...maybe that would change when he made his first kill, though, currently, he would probably need help doing that. "What is your name?" she asked him, causing his thoughts to go back to the Vampire sitting on the other side. Before he could answer her, she continued, "I have already dolled out a bit of information for your own comfort, I can see that you are a bit put off by my presense? Don't worry, I won't bite. Too hard at least." she winked at him, though he didn't really react, sort of like a mindless zombie, he was emotionless to any sort of situation he was faced with. Too depressed about Emily to even care about anything anymore.

"Zeke," he replied to her no real emotion showing in his voice. He looked outside at the sun setting and began to feel a little bit anxious. What would his transformation look like? What type of weapon did he have? But most importantly, he didn't really want to kill a human, but he had to. He knew he had to. He would live for Emily, that's what he wanted.

Kia struggled with the door and fell in blushing as Kouta ruffled her hair. "Thanks." She left the keys on the floor and took her shoes off in the doorway dragging the duvet off Zeruels bed and making a tent on the floor. It was quiet here but she batted away at the ghosts desperatly trying to hide away from them. She sqeauled as one came too close and shivering she hid under the duvet on the floor in a lump. "... S-s-s-sorry... Kouta." She mumbled and her head popped out and she looked around. "We should just wait for the guys... It might be easier... If they're not back by nightfall Im gonna go find that son of a bitch who did me in." She growled seemingly in better health conditions and hid back under in the warmth of the tent letting her feet fly in front of her face rolling backwards.

"Zeke.." She repeated, going over it again in her mind. She wasn't the best with names, but she didn't want to forget his. "Well, Zeke. How is life? Got a love?" She asked, smiling, Showing her teeth. She wasn't feeling really interested in her human food anymore and pushed the bagel away from her. she sippe at the coffee again then her eyes fixated on him. "You do not seem to be very malicious for a vampire, you are rather quiet and a bit bashful, really. What has caused you to become so closed up?" She pondered alloud. She didn't like the idea of pummeling him with all of these questions, but she wanted to figure out more about this new guy tht she had never met before

She clinched the picture to her chest still crying as Zeruel walked away and came back. "That bastard...he made me watch him...kill them." angry filled her voice. "He made me watch!" She yelled punching the ground. "Fucking vampires." She mumbled to herself before standing. "I'm sorry you had to see that." She said wiping her tears away. "Angels are suppose to be strong...But I just so weak." She laughed a half-hearted laugh. "Don't worry about me. I want be around much longer anyway." Her tone had gotten darker. She wasn't sure if he understood what she meant by that or not. It didn't really matter if he did or not. She put the picture down slowly and placed her hand on the grave. "I will save you." She said in a desperate tone before turning away.

She had a lifeless look on her face as she light another smoke. "No matter how fast you run you can not escape your past. Don't forget that." She said patting him on the head. Smoke rose from her cigaret as she turned away. "I'm done here. If you still want to tag along your free to do so. I'm sure Zeke is enjoying himself." Her voice was still dark and hopeless, but somewhat softer than before.

"Well, Zeke. How is life? Got a love?" she asked him whilst pushing the bagel away from her, Zeke just stared at her for a few moments before bowing his head and clutching onto the pendant of the necklace he wore, the necklace he brought for Emily, the necklace she never had the chance to wear. "You do not seem to be very malicious for a vampire, you are rather quiet and a bit bashful, really. What has caused you to become so closed up?" she asked him, most likely trying to grab his attention again. He took in a small breath and looked up at her with pained eyes at the memories flooding inside of his head.

"I died last night," he said quietly to her, whilst letting his eyes wander elsewhere, he didn't want others to hear so he adjusted the volume of his voice just so Otter can hear. "I was visiting my girlfriend when I found her dead, the next thing I remember is waking up in her room, my head resting on where she used to lay," he turned his attention back to Otter to confirm his statement. "I know I died, because I remember being told about Vampires and Angels, though..." he sighed slightly, closing his eyes and bowing his head again. "I don't really feel like killing a human..." looking up once again he gave a questioning look to Otter. "Is that normal? Should I feel I want to kill humans? It is what i'm alive for after all..."

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"That bastard...he made me watch him...kill them." anger filled her voice. "He made me watch!" She yelled punching the ground. "Fucking vampires." she mumbled, but Zeruel heard her and let out a sigh. He didn't know what to say to her, he hated Vampires too but she had it worse, she had seen them kill her family, not to mention she was probably killed by one. Zeruel died, naturally, well sort of naturally, there wasn't a vampire involved and he didn't see his friends get killed, he only assumed that they were. "I'm sorry you had to see that." She said wiping her tears away and standing up. Zeruel just gave a lopsided smile to her, not really wanting to say anything else. "Angels are suppose to be strong...But I just so weak." She laughed a half-hearted laugh, it annoyed Zeruel the comment, he hated people who had given up hope, she wasn't weak and Kia said the same thing before, but he just shook his head.

"Don't worry about me. I want be around much longer anyway." her tone immediately became dark after that which startled Zeruel a bit but he just shoved his hands in his pockets and walked off a little bit, looking up at the sunset. "No matter how fast you run you can not escape your past. Don't forget that." She said patting him on the head which made Zeruel glare at her slightly, sure he was younger, but not by that much and he wasn't all that short either, about the same height as Rin. Smoke rose from her cigarette as she turned away. "I'm done here. If you still want to tag along your free to do so. I'm sure Zeke is enjoying himself."

Zeruel turned away from her, he didn't really like the smoke and coughed slightly under his breath. "It'll be night soon," he said before turning to look at her with a serious look. "I hope you don't plan to do anything stupid," he was almost glaring at her, warning her about something. "You remember what happened last night, you got hurt pretty bad, so it's best if you stay away from Vampire for tonight, at least that one, because..." he smiled deviously. "That one is mine." he didn't bother saying anything else to her, just turned on his heels and walked away.

Otter gasped lightly, not even above a whisper, was the reaction. "Just dies?" She asked, her eyebrows lowering in a pained expression. "Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry. I know that it's hard at first." She listened to his story, nodding at parts and her eyes widening at other things that he told her. She lay a hand on top of his, patting it. "I can help, if you want. I don't like to brag, but I'm pretty good at the whole killing thing." She grinned at him. "Its very normal to not feel very comfortable with..." She whispered in a low voice. "Killing. I can give you some pointers and I can even give you some help on scoring a meal. I'm sure you could use some direction. The sun is setting, you need to kill by sunrise tomorrow and I've already done my deed of the day." She smirked. "Earlier in here, in fact." Sh looked back to the cah register woman who was eyeing her suspiciously. "We need to get out of here...Now." She tugged him outside.

Kouta smiled, Kia reminded him of... he almost thought of the name then stopped, it would only make him sad. But still the thought persisted, he had bee there when his family had been killed. His momther, his father and his sister had all been killed in that final massacre. He growle lightly, they had been killed with a sword, all their heads chopped off. He had never seen the attacker but he sensed he had a strong dark arua, much like that of Alec. Kouta sat down next to the tent, hoping he wasn't disturbing Kia
"i'm sorry... do you mind if i stay here?... you know... most humans i have seen have always fantisied about dying... going to heaven or hell... what they would be like... but death should not be glorified... i-i know that now" he looked at his hand, a single tear fell
God damn it! he thought, he was supposed to think the next bit but instead said it out loud
"my family was killed after i died, Alice... my sister... she was so young" another few tears fell "i couldn't protect them..." he mumered

Alec, with his lips locked with Angie's, felt the warmth of the sun completely lose contact with his body, and then the cold, loving embrace of the night wrap around him. His skin went pallid, as if it belonged to a long dead corpse that had been left in the sun to rot, turning a deep grey color. The whites of his eyes turned black, tendrils of darkness creeping out from inside his skull, surroundingn his iris' before completely enclosing them. Then the iris' themselves changed in color, taking on a yellow hue near their rims, and a fiery orange and red nearer his pupil, which snapped into a vertical slash through the red of the iris. He knew his transformation was taking place, he buried his hands beneath Angie, leaning on top of him, and made sure not to stab her as his nails extended to sharp points. He didn't open his eyes as he continued to kiss the poor, unexpecting goth girl. He didn't want to have to kill her yet. He liked to savor every moment.

Her lips parted from his, and she leaned back slightly, staring at him. She giggled a little, then said, "Let's get outta here." She started to stand, but Alec pulled her back down on top of him in a playful manner without opening his eyes. They kissed again, tongues trading places with eachother, and then she pulled back again, another giggle escaping her. She seemed so happy; It made him want to kill her. "Come on, it's getting cold. We can go back to my place." She hadn't noticed the sickly tone of his skin, likely due to the lighting, or lack thereof.

"Just a little longer..." He pleaded like a child who's mother was trying to wake him for school.

She giggled again, and then leaned back over him, bringing both of her hands up to his face, holding him closer than ever to her. His excitement was almost too much to bear, his hands running up and down the back of her body, as his smirk widened across his lips. He couldn't wait to get her blood all over himself. Angie's tongue flicked in and out of Alec's mouth playfully, Alec could feel her cheeks risen up because of the joyful smile playing across her face.

And then he bit down. Blood gushed out of her mouth and she tried to pull away, but Alec forced her head to stay face-to-face with him, his lips still on hers, and none of the blood so much as landed on Alec. Suddenly, he pushed her away from him by her chest, using one arm to throw her six yards into a tree, colliding into the wide trunk. He spit out the blood that had spurted into his mouth like it was listerine, warm, thick, copperish listerine, with a large chunk of tongue floating around in it, and then strode over to Angie, laughing maniacally as he did. She was laying at the base of the tree, on her back, blood overflowing out of her open mouth, spurting out of her nose with every breath, tears streaming from her eyes.

Alec went down on one knee next to Angie, and then cupped one of her breasts in his hand, the other one tapping the ground next to her head rythmically. He leaned over her face, smirk still present, revealing blood-covered teeth, and then he stuck out his tongue and slid it from the top of her revealed cleavage to the left side of her face, just under her eye. He brought his tongue back into his mouth, tasting the saltiness of her tears, and then slowly stood, detecting a couple auras nearby. He turned back to his first victim of the night, then lifted her up with one hand by her throat, blood pouring out onto the ground as her head sagged to the side. She had been suffocating, and she started coughing up blood that had been seeping into her lungs.

She regained her breath, and then looked at him through slightly glazed eyes, then she tilted her head upwards and screamed, high pitched, helpless. It made Alec snicker. He slammed her back down into the ground, knocking the air out of her lungs and completely silencing the scream. Blood began to pour back down her throat, absent a tongue. She tried to put her head to the side so the blood would leak out, but Alec kneeled again and held her face so that she was staring straight up at him. Her eyes filled with terror, and he could see the reflection of his own fiery orbs in them. He giggled delightedly, and then slowly scraped his nails across her stomach. He wasn't using enough force to actually cut her, but he was savoring the time just before-hand, like foreplay. Then, without any warning, he drove his long, sharpened nails into her stomach, and twisted them around like mad, in a completely random manner.

Blood spurted out at first, coating Alec's right arm, and then it slowly leaked out. Angie tried to scream, but she could only gurgle through the blood that had filled her throat. Alec deliberately brought his bloodied right hand up her body, sliding it along in warm wetness over her curves, and then he stopped at her throat. She was sobbing now, in between coughs that couldn't be heard through the blood in her lungs, and then he quickly swiped his hand across her throat, tearing it open without effort. He smiled sweetly, as if he was just waking up next to his true love, and then sighed, satisfied for the moment.

"You really loved me?" he whispered into her lifeless eyes, "I could tell by the look in your eyes, the pitch in your scream......" A smirk spread across his face, and then his lips parted to release a sickening laughter.

He began to create the design on the sidewalk, recited the line, and then walked away as a spray of warm red coated his back.

He seemed strange to her, when he stopped at the end of the sidewalk, she knew he was different this morning. He was always very distant from everyone; his only goal was to get good grades, always hiding his inner being from the others. Why today? What changed? What happened the day he skipped school? She was asking all these questions in her mind when she saw him at the school entrance "strange for him to be here waiting ..." her thoughts were interrupted by the smile that surprised her. She blushed when she realized what that smile meant to her, it meant that it was the first time he had acknowledge her in all of her life. That closed lipped smile of his, she knew it was unique, she knew it was special, as if it were the first time he had ever smiled in his life.

She was deep in thought when a big chest appeared in front of her; she almost crashed into him, if it weren’t for her good reflexes.” I’m sorry” she said shyly, her eyes wandering at the floor and her hands stroking her braided hair. “Karen! I’ve been looking for you all day! Where were you hiding girl?” -Said the boy- “Huh!? Paul? I…I wasn’t hiding” –she stuttered in a low voice- “Err…never mind that, I have something important to tell you, I’ve got a message for you”-He said proudly while giving a big smile that showed his crooked teeth.

She ran down the hall to the ladies room, ignoring the yells of the teachers, she slammed into the door when she tried to open it too quickly; her eyes were watery and about to burst out of pure joy. She clutched at her chest tightly while searching in her pockets with trembling hands for the drug that will stop her wheezing.

After the episode was over, she walked proudly out of the bathroom stall, the whites of her deep brown eyes were a little bit red since she had passed the last half hour crying, she wasn’t too fond of makeup but she longed for some right now, for a little bit that would make her red nose and puffy eyes go away. She stared at her reflection for awhile and in like a trance, she unbraided her long brown hair and combed it with her fingers, wavy strands of silky hair framed her face making her look beautiful. School was over now, he was waiting for her.

There was a boy waiting at the gates, just like she had seen him in the morning, she blushed when she remembered the smile he gave her. He always kept his uniform impeccable except for the red tie that he wears loosely, it might be imperceptible for others but she knew it was a rebellious thing for him to do, a little bit of his inner self poking out only for her to notice.“Sorry to make you wait Lhein, I…had an episode.” She said those last words in a whisper. “Asthma, right?” he said while turning to face her “How are you feeling now?” –He asked truly concerned- She blushed and her widened eyes locked with his “you knew about me? Err… my episodes? I… am fine now” She saw a weird expression in his eyes, was it… surprise? There was definitely something odd with him today it was really easy to read him now, it felt like he was taking down all of his barriers just for her.

They started walking down the road. Her eyes gleamed at the thought of her being special to him. “I’m going to be frank with you Karen, what is a Freshman like you, showing interest in a Junior like me?” She was taken aback by his question “you think I would not notice those leering eyes following me around everywhere?” She was shocked at this statement “no, no…that’s not it, that’s not it at all” she bit her lower lip and closed her eyes “I knew you noticed me, I knew you would let me look at you, you shared with me parts of you that you wouldn’t share with anyone else, you showed me the real you” Now, he was surprised and showed an expression of pain in his face too. “Just like you are showing me your pain right now” –her brow wrinkled and she almost started to cry- “what happened to you yesterday, you’re different” the day was almost ending, they’ve been walking in the direction of Lhein’s house, the rubble that obstructed the alleyway was removed, although police cordons where still around the area. “I’ll show you what happened to me yesterday, follow me” Lhein grabbed the girls hand and walked down the alley to where the darkness was creeping in now that the sun was setting down.

Zeke looked away from her, sighing slightly, he almost resented what he had done, what he had become. She put her hand on his which made him look at her sharply, though he didn't pull away even though he was uncomfortable with the touch, it wasn't Emily, it wasn't her. "I can help, if you want. I don't like to brag, but I'm pretty good at the whole killing thing." She grinned at him. "Its very normal to not feel very comfortable with..." She whispered in a low voice. "Killing. I can give you some pointers and I can even give you some help on scoring a meal. I'm sure you could use some direction. The sun is setting, you need to kill by sunrise tomorrow and I've already done my deed of the day." she looked back to the cashier woman who was looking at them both suspiciously. Without a second to reply she grabbed his hand fully and pulled him out of the door as the sun was showing it's last moments of brightness for the day. Zeke looked up at the sky then looked to her, he was confused, scared, excited, nervous. All of the emotions became too much for him and his eyes began to shed tears, though he put a hand to his face and wiped them, he was unsure why he was crying, he didn't feel sad, not at all.

"I'm sorry." he muttered to her, bowing his head so she didn't see the tears streaming down his pale face. He quickly took off down the street, embarrassed by the crying he had done in front of her, though he couldn't put a reason to behind the tears. He ran as fast as he could, dodging people here and there until he felt a pain inside of his chest and clutched his shirt tightly where his heart would have been, turning into an alleyway and lent against the wall panting heavily, not from the running, but from the pain, the running was no problem to him. The whites of his eyes turned a black colour as the pupil turned grey, though Zeke wouldn't notice unless he looked at his reflection. Nothing else seemed to change for him and as soon as it started, the pain was gone. He rose to his feet and looked down at his hands, a faint evil smile appearing across his face, though he didn't feel like killing anyone, the power he felt surge inside of him pleased him greatly. He walked calmly out of the alleyway but out the other side he had come in, so that no one could have followed him.

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Zeruel walked back to the coffee shop and stopped when he saw Zeke crying in front of the girl, Zeruel gave a lopsided smile but stayed away from them. He couldn't tell if he was happy for Zeke or not, he was crying in front of a girl he just met, he wouldn't even cry in front of his best friend. Zeke suddenly took off down the streets and Zeruel sighed, walking over to the girl. "What did you say to him?" there was only going to be about 30 seconds until the transformation would begin so Zeruel reacted quickly. "Hold that thought." he said before running to the back of the coffee shop. The only thing which ever changed for Zeruel was the blue shadow around his eyes, not that he liked it, at all, it was horrible. The pain had stopped in his chest now as he looked back to see the girl, smiling slightly, she could be a good victim for tonight, a vampire if she was. He ran back to her and smiled slightly. "So you're a Vampire huh?" he smirked, there was no real way of telling but he would ask her straight out, if the answer was yes, he would kill her then and there.

Otter's magnificent violet eyes watched Zeke tear away from her, now speeding down the street. She didn't know what she had said to make him react so terribly, she just wished she could take it back. She spun on heel to leave when his friend caught up to her. 

Hold that thought.

Otto lowered her eyebrows and watched him retreat to the nearest hiding place. When Zeruel had returned, she mentally noted the color change in his eyes, figuring, now, that he was an angel. A blatant one who decided to ask straight up, what she was. Otter's head turned to face away from him so he was refrained from seeing any emotion or detect her lies. 

"I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about." She said, but as the last light of the sun burned out over the hilltop, she knew it was too late. She scurried out of sight, moving to the same area as he had where her eyes changed. 

She reappeared, he eyes a now blazing hot pink and the power of vampirism was forged into her blood. She smiled up at Zeruel. "Well, I guess there is no hiding it now, but you have been mistaken...I am an angel." 

Rin looked up at the sky with a sigh. "It time again. God how I hate this." She stood there in the cemetery smoking her cigaret like someone who was stand in front of a firing squad. She let out a grunt as that familiar pain in her chest took hold. It started to slide down her arm causing more pain from her fighting it. "I'm taking the night off..." She said jokingly. She was testing how long she could hold out tonight. There was a sharp burst of pain followed by the tattoo rising on her arm. "Damn it. Only two minutes." She mumbled before getting up.

As she walked out of the cemetery Zeruel's words replayed in her head. "I hope you don't plan to do anything stupid," A smile crept across her face. *Me stupid. Never.* She thought sarcastically. "You remember what happened last night, you got hurt pretty bad, so it's best if you stay away from Vampire for tonight, at least that one, because that one is mine." She started to walk a little faster as this replayed in her mind. "I'm sorry fairy boy but that goes against my plan." She smiled at the thought of her plan, walking along in the darkness. There were no street lights on this street, no shops open, no people. "My powers will actually come in handy for once." Her voice had a shocked, mocking tone to it as if she telling god how stupid this power was.

"I need to get out of this area" Her eyes searched through the shadow as she walked down the deserted streets. The whole area had the most unnatural feeling to it. When was new york ever quiet. She let out a sigh when her eyes saw a light in the distance, in a park. She made a B-line for light almost in full sprint now. *If any vampires had seen me they couldn't resist this* She thought the smile creeping back on her face.

Kia didnt need to look out of her tent she felt herself healing up quickly and smirked. Kouta sat next to her and she curled up to him and yawned. "I... had an older brother... but... " She flinched and gagged at the memories. blushing slightly she looked up at Kouta. "He didnt care for me... " She sighed and petted her friend. "Im glad... Im glad you loved her.... She.. was so lucky... " Kia wiped away the tear and clung to his hand. She knew to him she was that little girl that had lost her way and wound up in some even more fucked up place... But she knew here they wouldnt just toss her around like a toy. "Want to go out tonight?" She looked up at him not minding. While Kouta was with her she couldnt go hunt down the idiot who had drained her for the day and she pouted at this a little.

Kouta smiled and even faintly blushed, he had never really shown his weak side to anybody, the love of his family.
"Heh... well it's dark already... that vampire will come back tonight... i'm sure of it..." he mumbled "the best thing would be to find Zeurel and stick togethre... that vampire is a nasty piece of work, probably the best of his demonic breed..." he saw Kia pout and then quickly turned again "i know you want to get back at him too... i won't stop you" he smiled "Zeurel will probably kill me but i won't stop you"

Kia laughed. "Well I want to show him my pretty clothes" She grined and stood up. "Plus... Kia doesnt like being put in the corner.. Telling her to behave are rich words coming from him." She laughed and hugged Kouta almost as if someone had let loose a wild animal. She turned and grabbed the keys again picking her shoes up and standing at the door with the dangling from her hand. "So whats that about evil demonic work?" She smirked. "Sounds fun." She didnt care if Zeruel hated it he couldnt shove her into a hole to keep her safe because she wouldnt listen. She wouldnt be told what to do.

Rin ran into light with a frightened look. *Here they come.* She thought holding back a grin. Three vampires came out from the shadow with daggers in there hands. "Were you going girly?" One asked with a long grin. Rin smiled "That depends if your strong enough to send me were i want to go." Her axe then appeared in her hand with a flash of light. "Shes an angle! If we kill her he will be very pleased with us!" One yelled charging Rin, a stupid mistake.

She kicked the front of his knee making it snap with a sickening crack, then swung her axe into his back slamming him into the ground and making dirt fly up. She laughed maniacally as one yelled "No! You killed my buddy you bitch!" She stopped laughing immediately and glared at the vampire. "Well here you can have him back!" She swung the axe send the dead vampire into the air and smashing his 'buddy' into a tree. "You wait there. I'll be right with you." She smilled back at the vampire pinning him with her axe.

A dagger stabbed into her arm and the third vampire smiled "What now bitc" He was cut off by her hand grabbing his face. "Your to weak. Your to fucking weak! Useless piece of shit!" She yelled digging her fingers into his eyes. The now blind vampire stumbled back screaming and holding his face. "You sadistic whore!" He screamed into the blackness that was all he could see. "You call me sadistic?!" She laughed pulling his dagger out of her arm. "Why thank you." she said in a dark tone then jamming it deep into his head.

She grinned as the blood covered her, then walked back to the pinned vampire with a smirk and stomping his legs making him scream out in pain. "Were is the white haired demon?" She asked coldly. "Fuck off!" The vampire screamed then spit on her. She smiled liking a bit of the blood off her lips. "I want ask again." She said braking his arms and making him howl in pain again. "I dont! I don't know! Please just let me live!" He screamed. Her smile died immediately. "Well then your of no use to me." She grabbed the axe and spun it around cutting his head clean off and catching it as a warm shower of blood covered her. She drew the symbol in blood using the head. "Take there souls, you egotistical fuck." She said before throwing the head threw a window. She light a smoke and laughed at the woman screaming as she walked away.

She turned her head to look away from him. "I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about." she looked over to where the sun disappeared and ran to where Zeruel had just been, coming back with vibrant pink eyes. "Well, I guess there is no hiding it now, but you have been mistaken...I am an angel." she smiled up at him, her smile seemed sincere but Zeruel didn't completely believe her, but now wasn't the time for that, Zeke had run off and Kia was left at the house. He smiled back at her before giving a slight nod and running off down where Zeke had just gone.

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Zeke came out to a park where there was a man, torturing the woman against a tree. In one quick motion he had ripped her throat and that was the end of it, Zeke flinched only slightly, but for some reason the sight of the blood excited him. That looks like fun... he thought to himself as he saw the man draw the symbol on the path, the same symbol he had to draw in his victims blood. As he stood up the woman's body exploded, covering his back from head to toe. Zeke just stood there watching the bloody man walk away like nothing had ever happened, he blinked a few times, almost dazed by the scene in front of him.

Zeke closed his eyes and concentrated into materializing a weapon, when he opened his eyes he looked down at the dagger in his hands with a lopsided smile. Is this all? he sighed but he was pleased with the design of it and the fact that is was almost elegant. He ran a finger across the edge, only slightly almost as if it was floating, though it cut with great ease, blood already seeping out from the cut and running down his finger, dripping onto the floor when it had no where else to go. Looking once more at the Vampire he searched around for someone to kill, someone he could play with. He just felt the need to see blood spill over him, feeling the warmness of it on his face and body, that's all he wanted.

He noticed a girl who seemed to be waiting for someone to come, she was lonely and sitting on the bench by herself looking around expectantly. Making the dagger disappear Zeke took in a small breath and strode over to her, with a cheerful smile. "Is this seat taken?" he asked, referring to the empty space next to her, she looked a little shocked at first but then smiled innocently, shaking her head. Zeke sat down next to her as she sat facing away from him, still looking around for someone. "Looking for someone?" she looked back at him and her lip began to tremble, her eyes filling up with tears as she burst out into a state of pure despair, she buried her head in Zeke's chest and sobbed loudly. He smiled down at her, stroking her head and running his hand through her hair, fighting the urge to rip it from her head.

"It's my boyfriend," she sobbed, looking up at him with tearful eyes, wiping them away with the sleeve of her coat. "He was supposed to meet me here an hour ago," before she could continue she sobbed loudly again, re-burring her head into his chest, the tears from her eyes getting all of his clothes wet. Though Zeke didn't want to due to him still having feelings for Emily, he lifted her head with his hand and looked into her eyes, pulling her into a deep and passionate kiss. She was shocked at first but then smiled and returned the kiss with feeling. He ran his hand up her body, his nails extending at the feel of her soft and flawless skin, stopping when he came to her breast.

She pulled away from him and giggled slightly, the tears now gone a happy smile on her face, completely forgetting about her so-called boyfriend. She pushed him back onto the bench, straggling him and leaning in to kiss him again, he looked up at her deviously before returning the kiss. One of his hands went up to her hair as he pushed her head downwards, deepening the kiss. His other hand was under her top and resting on her breast, his nails dug into it hard as she yelped slightly, trying to pull away from him but he was constantly pushing down on her. His hands scraped down her body causing the blood to soak through her top and slightly stain Zeke's clothes.

She managed to pull away from the kiss and stared down at him in horror, before she could say anything to protest though, his hand dug straight into her body, ripping out a chunk of flesh from her stomach, she screamed in pain and blood gushed out from the wound which would never heal. His other hand which was resting on the top of her head, materialized the dagger in it and plunged deep into her head, the tip coming out from the other side. Her body just fell lip on the top of his, the dagger going straight through her head and the wound in her stomach just oozing blood, dripping onto the floor below them. He pushed her body off of him, yanking the dagger out of her head and causing it to disappear again. He smirked down at the 'art' he had created, kneeling down in the pool of blood and tracing it with his finger, creating the symbol, he knelt there as the body exploded, covering him in a shower of the hot and sticky liquid. His smile grew as he tilted his head back and just laughed, and laughed and laughed.

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Finding no signs of Zeke, Zeruel walked back to the apartment, the lights were on meaning that someone was home, hopefully both Zeke and Kia were. He ran up the stairs and stopped when he came to the doorway, seeing Kia there, in his clothes, seeming to be waiting for someone to follow her out. "Kia?" he gave her a confused look before walking past her and into the room, noticing Kouta, he glared slightly at him, not that he could tell, he was blind after all. He looked around the room but didn't find anyone or anything else. "Where's Zeke?" he asked, looking back to the other two.

Alec had stayed off the sidewalk in central park, instead dodging into the trees, weaving his way through the darkness, towards the auras he had felt a second ago. He was running at a breakneck speed, excited to see what exactly was going on, hoping it could wind up becoming a lucrative activity. He was already getting the feeling again. He wanted blood. He wanted to kill. Only ten minutes had passed since he killed the girl on the other side of the park, but he already needed more. If there was any such thing as an addiction to killing, Alec was definitely its greatest victim. One human a night? Yeah right. Alec hadn't killed only one per night in over two years. Countless families, friends, people at parties, clubs, and just random people on the street. Alec wasn't the oldest of his kind, in fact he was one of the youngest, but he was absolutely one of Lucifer's favorite children.

Alec finally saw, with his fiery demonic eyes, from the cover of shadow, as the smoking Angel from the night before began fighting with three Vampires. He listened to everything she said. Such a paradox, this Angel was. He was fascinated by this creature of God; all the way down on his level. What had brought her crashing down? What had made her such a stain on Heaven's good name? The first Vampire of three came charging at her, a dagger in each of their hands. Lowly ranked Children. Not worth saving. The first was dead in no time, and then hurled at another Vampire, which she pinned to a tree with her axe, the axe that had managed to block his attack last night. And then a dagger was driven into her arm, but she didn't hesitate, and immediately attacked the third Vampire, sticking her fingers into his eye sockets. Alec wondered if she liked the feeling of the jelly-like substance in between her fingers. He did.

She used his own dagger to kill him, and then walked over to the last Vampire, and began questioning him about the whereabouts of a white-haired demon. Alec couldn't help but smirk. Of course, that Vampire had no clue where Alec was. Alec never fraternized with the organized Vampire groups in these major cities. It always led to too much attention from all the wrong sorts, and got very tiring, the nights seeming to repeat themselves. Without delay, she chopped the Vampire's head off, then drew the symbol. Alec watched without expression as the three Children faded to dust, and then rose up into the air. What kind of punishment would they receive once in Heaven, once in the grace of almighty God?

Alec ignored the thought, and just as she started walking away, he sped out from under the cover of the trees, and stopped directly in her path. "Hello, beautiful." He said in a familiar voice, like they were lovers that hadn't seen eachother in a few days. "You need me?" His gaze shifted quickly over to where the Vampires had been, then back to her, going up and down her body. "Something tells me... this won't be a cliché moment between rival Children. You've got my attention, beautiful." Having Alec's attention usually wasn't a very good thing...

Kouta saw Zeruel come though the door of the apartment not a few secounds after he had gotten up. He could still feel a slight chill run up his spine so he guess that Zeruel was glaring at him. He raised his hand up slighty, waving
"Heh, hi Zeruel..." he said, then he heard the name of that human again, Zeke "don't know, never even seen the guy though Kia has told me that he is a human..." he locked his eyes, or what would have been his eyes, with Zeruel's "that vampire is coming back... i, kia and most defenitly you know that... if you wanna find that friend of yours we better leave now... and if we see that vampire" he manifested one of his knuckleguns, the one on his right arm "i am going to tear his eyes out and chop off his head..."

Auras...
As the sky of New York City has been blanketed by the darkness of night. Aura's emerged from houses, buildings, motels, government buildings, Malls and everywhere in between, only to pour out into the scenary of the moon.
They're everywhere.
Firo closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling every single aura. Each aura had felt like a small piece of silk, the closer the aura,the larger piece of silk it felt. It would drive anyone insane, to just feel auras every single moment and it didn't help that such aura's would belong to the vampires.

Fuck Twilight. Was all the Italian could think about as he walked down the sidewalk in his green suit from Venice, the same suit he had been burned alive in. Really, when you finally see the truth about something, it makes everything else seem ridiculous.
Firo stalked the streets, with the random thought stuck in his head, eyes looking left and right at people staring at him for his strange colour of clothing, green. He didn't care, he never cared. The smell of blood was slightly in the air and the number of people wandering the streets had seriously dwindled into two or three.
The Italian quickened his walk into a slow but steady jog, reaching a park where the perpretrator, another vampire, had just finished killing another victim.

Firo's eyes grew wide open, forcing himself to stick to the ground but his anger had gotten the best of him as small steps were placed foot by foot into the grass advancing towards the bastard. The long strands of hair from the victim's head had said it all. This was a girl...a..a..
"Hey! What do you think you're doing!" Was what Firo can say, having his forearm hidden behind his back as small grains of metal had materialized into the drill he had used to utterly destroy vampires and admittedly humans as well. The Italian's eyes stared daggers through the vampire, to the tree that was right behind him,causing the roots of the tree to shift and grow up from the ground, where it would need some time to grow strong enough.
Time the angel could just hope to make.

Rin didn't jump or flinch when Alec ran out in front of her, she just took another hit of her cigaret. "Hello, beautiful." he said in a odd tone. Almost like they were lovers. She normal would kill for that but it didn't seem to bother her much, it was expected from him. "You need me?" "Your a bitch to find. You know that?" She said cracking her neck and resting her axe on her shoulder. "Something tells me... this won't be a cliché moment between rival Children. You've got my attention, beautiful." "No it is not going to be." She found it hard believe she had his attention because he was just so...random.

"I need you to kill me. I need to go to hell." She looked him directly in the eyes letting him know this wasn't a sick joke. "Of course I'm not going to die without a fight, without honor. Like a pig to laughter." A smile crept across her face as she said that and moved her axe down by her side. "Your the only vampire in this fucked up town that may be tough enough to grant my request you see. So yes I do in fact need your help."

She took out a folded piece of paper and her pack of cigarets lighting the last one and throwing the pack aside. "Well that is appropriate isn't it?" She was more stating the fact to herself rather than asking Alec. She slid the blood covered, slightly burnt piece of paper to him. "I do however want you to hold onto that for me, I will be coming back to get it from you soon." She said assuring herself her plan would work and stretching her muscles. The knife wound was still bleeding a bit but it didn't seem to bother her much. "That hurts just enough to get in the way." She mumbled to herself and pulling out her lighter. She heated the tip of the axe and stuck it to her arm, burning the wound closed. "Much better. Now when ever your ready." She cracked her fingers and neck once more before taking a defensive stance and throwing down her cigaret.

Otter's neon pink globes circled around the darkened streets. She was looking for someone, anyone to conquer. She dis not care right now. Because she wasn't herself.

A manical laugh flew out from her lips, a snear on her flawless features that read insanity. This was Damian. He was litterally crazy. How could you tell? Spend five minutes in a room with him and you would soon find out. She whipped around the turn, diving into an alleyway. A couple of hookers were perched around the dark scene and he couldn't be happier. She walked up to the taller redhead, he wanted a challenge. "Could you come back to my place?" Her voice was twisted with his, obviously not human-like, but she was too high off of her ass to even notice. Most likely meth. "Can I smoke?" She asked, her voice was old and scratching, as though she already had enough tobacco for ten people. She sounded like a seventy year old woman.

Otter's head nodded, but Damian was screaming, "Let's go, now!" Her eyes were crazed and she tugged on her hand leading her back to the apartment, her cancer stick never leaving her unexpected mouth. This girl was up for anything, she didn't care if she sold her body to a male or a female, and Damian couldn't help but be attracted to that.

She wiggled her hips up to Otter's room and they were in the plastic room immediately, Otto had forgotten to clean up her mess, so blood was everywhere. This got the slut's attention. She turned around, running for the door but it led right into Damian's arms. He gripped her tightly, a boisterous laugh exploding out of her chest. This time completely male. She was gone. Damian had taken over.

"Take off your clothes, sick cunt. I want your blood on my titties and I want you begging for mercy. Fuck me with your tongue!" He yelled, ripping off her revealing clothing with impecible strength. "Get on the FUCKING bed!" She was screaming, but she tried to control herself. "Please, I-I'll do anything. Just let me go, pleeease.he'She was already begging for her life and he hadn't even begun. "Oh you don't know the half of it." He spoke, reacting she just screamed, most likely freaked the fuck out about this little girl who was going crazy. "Your psycho!" She yelled, throwing her hooker heel at Otter which Damian easily dodged. "Your going to need to do better then that." He was on her now, she was getting her clothes ripped right off and there was nothing that she could do about it. "You just need to shut the hell up." He whispered, looking around the room. He got off of her and shushed her before saying, "I'll be back." And locking the door behind him. Her eyes widened, she knew that she couldn't let this sadistic girl/guy to return. She scrambled over to the window, but by the time she had opened it an inch, Otter had returned with all sorts of tools and toys. "Oh dear, what ever are you doing?" He tsk tsked and shut the window, throwing her with ease back on to the bed.

Damian was on her in no time, wrapping her arms and legs up with thick wires, wrapping them tightly around each post. He then quickly went for the duct tape, she was already freaking out, but he wanted her concious for all of the pain she would recieve, but first thing was first. He went to the kitchen grabbing a pair of scissors. When she screamed again he snatched her tongue and ripped it out of her mouth to slice off with the scissors. He threw them down, wrapping the duct tape around her head, leaving her just enough room for a little bit of blood to leak out so that she wouldn't completely choke on the blood. There was wetness dotting her eyes and Damian got in her face and she attempted to squirm away, not making it very far, though. "Awh, is little slutty baby sad? Well too fucking bad, hoe! You deserve everything that is coming to you and then some, you have probably sent countless people to jail and that many times two a sexual disease with your rotting pussy." Damian spat on her, although the outside was tempting, he would never let that overcome his sense in how willing he was. She just screamed, but the duct tape muffled it well.

"Ugh! Shut up already!" He snatched the scissors and brought them down in between her belly button and waist line. He knew exactly what he was hitting and he thrust up then threw the bloody mechanism off to the side. That finally quieted her down somehow, she was just mourning over her pain now. She knew she was going to die tonight. Damian made the weapon appear, a sleek crossbow, great for hard force and blinding speeds, he also had great accuracy, as did Otter and the rest of the voices. He lowered it down and stuck it inside of her, causing the whore's eyes to widen. Her most precious tool.

Gone.

In just a snap, he triggered it and the arrow went straight through her, jamming itself into the bed's headboard. A trickle of blood started at her forehead, but now she just slumped over lazily, obviously unconcious. Maybe even dead. Damian slapped her face, no reaction. He peered above and saw why. The weapon had broken off a part of her skull, most of her brain was showing and endless blood erupted from the wound. How sad. She hadn't really even attempted to get away. Only begging for her pathetic life to be spared. "Yeah, right." Damian scoffed. As if. The voices and Otter together hadn't just killed a single person in one night since they changed. She always got away with it too, no one would expect the little blue streaked girl would harm anyone. So "innocent" she was. Damian laughed again. There was no such thing.

He cackled, now undressing Otter, handling her own breasts was enough to get him aroused. But now he was about to do one of the sickest things you could imagine. Masturbate and make love to a corpse. While covered in blood. He would enjoy every insane moment.

Zeke halted his laughter as he got to his feet, shaking his arms slightly to get off the access blood which just splattered everywhere, staining the green grass. A devious smile was on his face as he began to walk away in search for someone else to play with. It was enjoyable in every sense of the word and he just wanted to experience the sensation again. His face was covered in blood as well as the rest of his body, sticking his tongue out to the side he tasted the blood, that warm coppery taste excited his taste-buds. Too wrapped up in the ecstasy of it all to notice another aura had come into the area. "Hey! What do you think you're doing!" this was followed by a tree nearby having it's roots pulled out from the ground. Zeke froze on the spot, his smile had faded and a look of sheer horror was carved into his pale and bloody features. Though this look was quickly erased and replaced with a devious smirk, his eyes glinting with malicious intent and pride most of all.

He looked over his shoulder to see a man, wearing a green suit, he had his hand behind his back, obviously to hide some sort of weapon. An Angel. His first encounter with one, it was somewhat exciting, though if a little nerve wrecking. That devious smile still present on his face as he twisted himself around to face the Angel completely, his black and grey eyes wandering over to where the roots of the tree had grown, looking rather expectantly for something else to happen. Though nothing did, no roots restraining him, they just had grown out of the ground and stayed there. Zeke began to snicker slightly before throwing his head back in a maniacal laugh. "Is that all?" he said when he had stopped, but still attempting to hold back any further laughter.

His eyes then focused on what was behind the Angel's back, it had become obvious now as it full materialized; a drill. It was of course a strange weapon to wield, but then perhaps Angels had strange weapons, though it was just Zeke's luck to run into one as soon as he had made his first kill. Next time, be more discrete? he made a mental note to himself before materializing his own weapon, a dagger. He mentally frowned at it, seeing no possible way that a small weapon such as his could match up to one as powerful and as deadly as a drill. Though he wasn't about to give up without a fight, who knows maybe Satan will bless him with something much more deadly once he appeases him by sending an Angel to hell.

Zeruel walked in wondering where Zeke was causing Kia to frown. "I wouldn't know." She looked Zeruel over and smiled. "I found a babysitter... Im 100% sober" She pointed to Kouta to prove her point she'd found someone reliable. She knew that he should be happy she'd kept out of trouble and she looked down at her attire and shrugged letting the sleves dangle still. Kia couldnt give a crap and she tugged at Zeruel.. "Come on.. I want to have fun..." She moaned and looked at Zeruel. "We can go and find Zeke." A twiggle of worry was pulling at her thoughts and she murmered. "Whats up with him.. He's not as friendly." She'd noticed that much. "Is he always like that?"

Kouta had sighed, it seemed no-one had yet reacted. It was almost picth black outside now, the lights of New York lighting up the black sky, or at least that's what he remembered night being like in New York.
"I'm gonna go ahead... i might be able to find that friend of yours without you having to expend so much effort Zeruel" with that Kouta walked out of the door, walking through the streets. Then he felt a strange arua, there were two aruas, both seemed to be in a violent phase, most likely a battle.
Don't think about it... just find that vampire demon and then kill him... Kouta thought. He took a few more steps forward and then sighed
"Ok fine, you happy... stupid sense of justice" he mumbled as he walked towards the arua. As he came around a building he saw a small battle take place, between and angel and a vampire. The vampire seemed to be knotted in some tree roots and the angle was holding something, a drill strange weapon... Kouta thought didn't even know drills could be used as weapons he hen looke over and said to the angel
"Oi, you got this fight covered?"

Alec listened to Rin attentively, his face showing a wide range of emotions, shock, giddiness, even bashful when she said he was the only one that could kill her. He began bouncing back and forth on his feet, looking like he was some kid on a sugar high, a genuinely happy smile on his face. She slid a picture over to him, slightly bloody and burnt. He kneeled to pick it up, and looked at it. Her family. He felt no sympathy, of course, but he understood her motives, foolish as they were. To him, family was worth nothing. You just wound up stuck with them, and you didn't even get a choice about it. He shrugged to himself, then pocketed the picture and looked up at Rin, throwing her last cigarette away and readying her axe.

"Hell? You?" He asked with a sick grin, tilting his head to the side, "Heehee!" He giggled, thinking of the pain she would endure, all the time it would take for her to even catch Father's eye. "I'm not sure what you're expecting down there, Angel, but I'm sure it's not as simple as you think. Five minutes here is fifty years back home. And every day is pain, agony you could never imagine." His eyes seemed to glow brighter in the night air, and his grin spread wider as he spoke of Hell. "Every day you die. Every day your body parts slither back together, and you get torn apart, sodomized, immolated, and frozen over and over again." He sounded happy while talking about it. "Every day it gets worse. You think you can last, little Angel? You think you can hold on to what little sanity you have?"

He didn't wait for a response, there was no way she was going back now, no way she was escaping him. He crouched, his right hand extended straight out in front of him, and a jet of flames erupted from the ground just in front of his hand, then he reached into it, and grasped the hilt of his sword. Alec suddenly lept forward, through the burst of fire, pointing the tip of his sword straight at Rin's chest, as to impale her. He hoped, secretly, that she would manage to get through the torment, and come back as a Sister, but it really wouldn't matter in the end. Either way, she was going to Hell.

Rin listened as Alec talked about hell. "I'm not sure what you're expecting down there, Angel, but I'm sure it's not as simple as you think. Five minutes here is fifty years back home. And every day is pain, agony you could never imagine. Every day you die. Every day your body parts slither back together, and you get torn apart, sodomized, immolated, and frozen over and over again." She could see the smile on his face as he reminisced. *I will do what ever it takes to free my family from there suffering* She thought to herself with a serious look about her. "Every day it gets worse. You think you can last, little Angel? You think you can hold on to what little sanity you have?" She let out a laugh "I haven't been sane in years!" she had the biggest grin on her face.

She saw a burst of flames and Alec come racketing through them the sword pointed strait at her heart. For a moment she let her axe slide down by her side as she thought about just dieing without any honor. *no* She thought holding up her axe and flying back from the impact of his weapon. SHe rolled across the ground as she landed. "Well I'm going to die here tonight, but I'm at least going to have fun with it." She said with a huge smile as she stood back up and went on the offensive, slashing at him numerous times while laughing.

Firo still looked at the blood covered monster, his eyes glistening red in the darkness. It's head twisted around like the freak of nature it is, towards it's opponent. Its face had a look of horror but quiuckly replaced with the same malevolent grin he wore earlier as he slaughtered the girl.

Foolish vampire.

The Italian watched the roots, which seemingly just erected from the ground for no reason. Is that all? The vamp said in its cockiness. The leaves on the tree started to slowly wilt and die as the roots violently went down in the ground again, trashing apart the deep layer of soil underground. The force felt as if there was a small quake in action. Firo started to walk slowly, towards the vampire, drill by his side roaring as it's grooves thirsted for flesh. A small puff of black smoke left the drill each time it was reved, the smell of gasoline lingering in the air.

The quake had stopped as some of the roots started to dig deep into the ground. The strongest roots shot up from the ground and wrapped itself around the vamp's stomach, the force strong enough to knock the air out of him.
"Now you die." Firo said in a rather maniacal tone as he neared the pathetic creature until only a foot was the distance they had shared. He brought the drill up, until only the tip made contact with his chest. The drill ran up the chest to the neck of the helpless vampire, and soon probed the young man's facial features. An extra burst of force from the roots held an even tighter grip on his waist. It would seem the angel had been taking too much pleasure in torturing the being then notice his dagger as he started to recite the words.
"Nel nome del Padre, del Figlio e dello Spirito Santo..."

Kouta sighed, the angel seemed to have been to reveled in torturing the vampire he was fighting to notice Kouta. Though he didn't really mind, he seemed to have the fight under control, tough maybe a bit too much for what seemed to him to be a not so evil vampire, honestly though he was comparing him with Alec so he guessed nothing could be more evil ever again. Then he noticed something, the vampire had a weapon too, a small dagger. It idn't look like an effective weapon in most situations but with the angel being so close and the sharpness of the weapon it seemed that it would cause some damage, maybe even enough to be fatal.
Kouta shouted to the angel
"Move you idiot! That guy is gonna stab you" the angel seemed to be reciting something though and didn't notice "crap" Kouta mumered. He sighed and then ran out from beside the building and pushed the vampire away from the angel, hopefully throwing off any attack that might have occured. He looked at the angel and said "you deaf or something? Make sure your opponent has no weapons before you try and kill his sorry ass"

Firo was stuck in a trance and needed the utmost attention to keep the roots in place. The little vampire was going to look like a tube of toothpaste when Firo was done with him.
Until some FOOL, pushed the prey away, waking the Italian from his bloodlust trance. The roots had let go, the force of the push sent the vamp flying in the air, and rolling in the grass, creating a good distance from where he originally was.
The angel looked at the new aura, his words muted to Firo's ears. The roots shot up from the ground again, and wrapped itself around Kouta's foot. Firo simply brought up a hand and waved goodbye, as the unsuspecting angel was dragged through the dirt of the park underground, literally six feet under then more, The root trashing around underground with a helpless Kouta.

Firo stepped over the dirthole where Kouta hadbeen sucked into, and started to sprint towards the vamp, now lying on the grass. He cranked his drill hand back, ready to finish what he had started before any further interference gets in his way.

The ground began to shake as the roots from the already dying tree were sucked back in the ground, it was as almost as if there was a earthquake happening. It got Zeke's attention, though it was quickly drawn back to the Angel as he was walking towards him, the drill springing to life by his side, creating the intoxicating smell of gasoline. Though, for some reason Zeke liked it, it reminded him of fires which reminded him of nights spent around Emily's. He smiled sweetly at the memory playing over in his head again and again, giving him the stronger will he needed to fight. The quake ceased and everything was silent for a few seconds, only the sirens of cars coming from the city and the occasional revving of the drill on the Angel's arm.

There was a sudden burst from the ground as the roots of the tree wrapped around Zeke's chest, making his gasp and crushing his chest, making it all too hard for him to breath. His hand clutched tighter at the dagger in his hand as the Angel brought the drill up to his chest, tracing it up to the features on his face. The roots wrapped tighter around him making Zeke gasp again, probably even causing one or two of his ribs to crack under the pressure. "Nel nome del Padre, del Figlio e dello Spirito Santo..." Zeke raised his dagger in preparation to attack the Angel, a faint smirk present on his bloody features.

The wind was knocked out of him by someone slamming into him, pushing him to the floor, though the positioning of his dagger managed to stab the person who hit into him. Zeke's eyes grew when he seemed to recognize the person who had pushed him, the homeless guy who fell asleep outside his apartment, another Angel. That was clear by the way he spoke to the other Angel, almost as if he was trying to protect him. How touching. Zeke snickered under his breath before pushing the Angel off of him, he blood from his wound on Zeke's clothes. The roots which were crushing him before had now latched onto the bind Angel, dragging him underground.

Zeke grabbed onto his dagger and was about to get up when the other Angel appeared in front of him, raising the drill in his hand going to strike. Zeke rolled out of the way just as the drill went to kill him, kicking up the dirt as it just drilled into the ground. Zeke couldn't help but let out a slight breath in relief before standing up, smiling sadistically at the Angel, tossing the dagger back and forth between his hands. "Is it wise for you to do that to your ally?" Zeke snickered, looking at the gaping hole in the ground. The dagger halted it's movement and was held in his right hand. "Enough of this." Zeke used his vampire speed to appear within a flash in front of the Angel, bringing the dagger across his open chest.

"Woah!" Kouta shouted as he was pulled underground by a root, it seemed to be controlled by the angel "you...!" he began to shout, just before being dragged underground. The root thrashed around, making a short tunnel of which to drag Kouta down through the earth of the park "ass..." Kouta mumered. He was trying to protect that idot and what does he get, tied to a bloody plant and dragged underground. He growled slightly and made one of the knuckleguns appear, shooting the root off of his leg. He could hear somehing going on above ground "great... that idiot is probably gonna get himself killed" Kouta sighed "i have said this before and i will say it again... i really hate my sense of justise sometimes"
Kouta looked around, he could hear the vampire clearly, though the words were only slightly muffled.
So maybe i might be able to do that trick he thought. He smiled, it was sort of a mischievious grin, like the one you saw on a ten-year old before he punched a hapless guy in the face. Which is very literal here. Kouta looked up and drew both the knucklguns, aiming them at the ceiling
"sure hope this works" he smiled and then started shooting the guns, blowing the dirt off of the ceiling, Kouta jumped and continued shooting, self-propelling himself to the surface. He could see the vampire now. He moved his fist up, with the knucklegun still out and pulled a devestating uppercut. Kouta was covered in mud now and panting but despite that he turned around and said to the angel "drag underground will you you son of a bicth... you are truely an idiot"

The angel was caught off guard by the attack, raising his free left hand to block the dagger. Such a move in instinct made sense, but in reality... Firo instantly knew his error as the blade went straight throught the middle of his hand, coated with the blood of an angel. The red fluid dripped off him, but Firo's face was still emotionless, despite the pain that ran through his body like knives.
There is no such thing as losing.
No such thing as death.

The Italian flexed his bloody hand and grabbed the hand that still held the very same dagger that had stuck him but now, the drill was right on his chest and the vines on both Firo and Zeke's feet. They were both ready to be pulled into the earth, until an...arm? had rose up from the ground, into an uppercut right into the jaw of the vampire, lauching him backwards.

A familiar face, now completely covered in dirt looking back at Firo.
"Drag underground will you you son of a bitch... you are truly an idiot"
"You were in the way." Firo had said, feeling the searing pain and blood flowing from his wounded hand. He looking over at the vampire and the condition he was in, already the roots coming up from the ground, bringing chase to the victim.

Zeke smiled deviously as his blade cut through the Angel's hand, though the emotionless look on his face put him off. Why is he not showing pain? Zeke wondered, but that thought made it all too late for there were vines pulling at Zeke's feet which also put him off of concentration and his hand was being restrained by the Angel's wounded hand. The drill was placed at his chest ready to drill right into his heart and ultimately, kill him. It would have done if not the other Angel came up from the ground, punching Zeke upright in the jaw bone, making a sickening crack as Zeke flinched back, jumping away from the two Angels as the blood dripped from his mouth where the jawbone had been knocked out of place and his lip split.

His hand rose up to wipe the blood from it, his face frozen in a devious smirk, he yanked the jawbone back into place and just chuckled darkly, noticing the roots coming up from the ground once again to restrain him. He dashed forward cutting each one of them down with great ease before standing a few feet away from the Angels. "I'm sorry I can't stay and play with you two longer," he told them, that ever so cold and bloody smile on his pale face, "But I have other plans for tonight, you see," he dematerialized the dagger, he could always get it again if he needed to. "It's my first night as a Vampire, I want to have some fun whilst I still can. I hope you understand," his smile was now cheery and his tone light hearted. "Look me up again tomorrow night then we can have some real fun." he waved to them before using his vampire speed to dart off out of sight.

Otter didn't remember much from that night. She only remembered picking up the whore without being able to deny anything. Then it was a blank. She had woken up next to a blessing body that was unconcious and she kept up from the bed, making sure not to get any excess blood on herself. She hurried to clean up the mess, replacing all of the plastic with her endless amount stuffed in a closet. She disposed of the evidence, then went to wash herself off as well. She changed back into another skimpy outfit. This time when she went on the prowel, she wanted some reap action. She wanted to take someone home and lay in bed with them. It had been a while since she had shared a bed with anyone.

Her outfit composed of another black frilly skirt and a pink revealing tank top with some more hooker heels. She swept out the door and thought back to Zeke. She partially wished she could take him home but he was probably on the other side of town by now.

Kojuta sighed as he saw the vampire dissepear. So he was a newbie to the trade. Now he felt a little fustrated because now he had been mocked by a newbie vampire. He looked at the angel with the drill and said
"The name's Kouta... sorry about getting in your way but in some respect that guy might've killed you if i hadn't been here" he paused for a moment and then said "what's your name?" the uy look italien, like one of those mafia guys out of the moives, only in a green suit instead of a grey one. He smiled "well, at least we did some damage to that guy... nice weapon you have there"

"I haven't been sane in years!" Rin responded as he collided into her, successfully blocking him for the second time ever. She went soaring through the air, and then crashed into the ground and rolled several feet. She had momentarily faltered in her resolve, but he saw in her facial expressions for just a second that it had returned. "Well I'm going to die here tonight, but I'm at least going to have fun with it." She was back up on her feet quickly, rushing forward at Alec, swinging her axe at him from the side. Alec parried easily, but then she swung from the other side, and then from above, like she was in some sort of frenzy, a huge smile on her face and crazy laughter coming out of her mouth.

Alec continued to block her attacks, stepping backwards every other strike to keep distance between them. "I bet you think I'm insane, Angel." Alec had no expression on his face, and his voice sounded solemn. "But I'm not. And for you to make it through Hell, you need to have something to pull you through. For me..." His voice was mixed in with the ringing of their weapons clashing, "It was hatred, pain, and the happiness it would bring me to make someone else feel that." Her axe came down at an unusual angle, which Alec still managed to block, but the tip of the blade's head cut the top of his forearm. He continued like nothing had happened. "Insanity is what condemns you to eternal Hell." He continued blocking her attacks, easily pushing them off with his unholy strength. "You better rediscover yours!" Alec suddenly pushed forward, deflecting her axe off to the side and planted his sword into the ground, then spun himself around it and delivered a roundhouse kick to her jaw.

He landed back on his feet, tore his sword up from the soil, and then lept up into the air. As he desceded, he pointed the tip of his sword down at her, from far above. If his timing was right, he would stab her through the shoulder, and she should get pinned to the ground.

There wasn't a reply for a few seconds but Kouta explained that he knew about Zeke, which caught Zeruel off guard a little. How long has he been here?] he wondered to himself, though Kia's comments made it obvious that he had been here for most of the day. Still, why did Zeke come up in a conversation? The question would have to be answered later because Kouta was getting ready to leave. "I'm gonna go ahead... i might be able to find that friend of yours without you having to expend so much effort Zeruel" he walked past Zeruel and Kia, both of which didn't stop him.

The was a tug on Zeruel's arm and he looked down to Kia, still in his clothes, which didn't really suit her at all. They were too big for a start. "Come on.. I want to have fun..." she whined at him, still tugging on his arm. He sighed deeply, of course he wanted too as well but he was worried about Zeke, he was usual back by now unless he went to Emily's and Emily is..."We can go and find Zeke." Zeruel nodded and lead Kia out of the room and down the streets, he was determined to find Zeke and was holding Kia's hand tightly as he walked, just in case she would get lost in the crowds.

"Whats up with him.. He's not as friendly." She murmured, but Zeruel heard her and looked back at her, a little confused as to who she was talking about. Was he acting differently? No...it wasn't him. "Is he always like that?" It was Zeke she was talking about, that was obvious by his change in attitude which was more than a minor change. He was depressed, that was obvious, somewhat irritable, lost all sense of his happy-go-lucky attitude and most importantly, the violent vision he had when he heard a clock tick. It was obvious...he was in a state of mental trauma.

"Zeke's going through a tough time right now..." Zeruel told her, then a lock of horror befell his face as it dawned on him. No...he wouldn't...would he? he gulped a little at the thought then looked to Kia. "Come on!" he grabbed her hand harder and ran through the crowds, pushing everyone out of his way in a desperate attempt to find Zeke. For Zeruel had the idea that his depression had lead him to commit suicide and that's why he wasn't home. All the while a determined look was on Zeruel's face as his eyes darted from left to right trying to catch a glimpse or even a slight clue that Zeke was here.

Rin gritted her teeth and started to strike harder but he continued to block as if it was nothing. "Damn it." She growled but wouldn't stop attacking, with his speed it would over if she did. "I bet you think I'm insane, Angel." She didn't answer. She knew he was insane all the childish antics the way he laughed it all screamed insane. But I'm not. And for you to make it through Hell, you need to have something to pull you through. For me..." Her face showed shock at those words. He wasn't insane and here she was with out an touch of sanity left, that was all torn away from her the night her family burned. She saw the tip of her axe bite into his forearm a bit and she couldn't help but to smile. *At least I'v managed to wound him* She though as he still easily blocked all of her attacks.

"You better rediscover yours!" She heard and saw he had gotten serious, but it was to late to anything about. Her axe was already sliding to the side, it would take to long to recover. She had to bare whatever attack he threw at her. His foot connected with her jaw with a cracking noise, the impact sent her skidding across the ground. She lift up her axe to try to stop herself but as soon as it touched the ground his sword was through her shoulder. Her eyes got wide but not from the pain, from the deshavu the feeling of a sword though her pinning her to the ground. She struggled frantically to get free for a moment before accepting that just like before it was over. "I've lost. Finish it." She said with a small smile.

"Firo De Malio Borgia" The Italian responded back to Kouta, staring daggers through him, not necessarily in anger, but in pain as he balled up his bloody left hand. Kouta looked for the most part, what his friends back in Venice would call him, a 'goof '.
"I might have been a little hurt but It would have died." Firo said in an emotionless tone.

"Excuse me, I'm a little bit... agitated." Were the last words the Italian said to him, pushing him away lightly with the heavy drill, and continued forward from the park now into the street. He had to leave to patch himself up. Night was quickly dwindling...

And that god damn bastard was still alive.

Kouta sighed, Firo seemed to be more stubbon than he had thought.
Oh well, no skin off my nose i suppose... he thought as he started walking to the streets again, he still had to look for that friend of Zeurel, Zeke. Then he rememberd something. He didn't even know what the guy looked like
"Grea-" before he could finish he felt a sharp pain move up his right arm. He looked and for the first time sa the deep wound that the vampire had inflicted on him, when he had pushed him out of the way. Kouta tried to shout but it came as a small moan instead. There was blood seeping from the wound now and he was starting to feel light-headed
Da- damn he thought as he walked back to the apartment, holding his arm as he walked though the strangely quiet streets.

Kia noticed his look and muttered. "Hey I wasnt wearing blood stained clothes alright?" She also snuggled into the clothes and smiled "Plus they're really warm." Mainly cause they were too big. She gasped when he pulled her outside and preactically squealed when he started running. His horrified look scared her.

"Zeke's going through a tough time right now..."

She frowned and his urgentness scared her so she stopped him pulling on him to make him stop. Zeruel would get nothing done if he was aimlessly running around and only giving her half the story. "Stop." Her voice took on a very serious and commanding tone. "Turn and look at me... You gotta calm down." She loosened up a little sighing and looking at his eyes. "I want to know what's going on because I can't help if you run round like a headless chicken." Her eyes were pleading him to trust her. She hadnt forgotton his hostility towards Kouta but she didn't think this was the time. "Its unnattractive you know... The whole headless chicken phase." She smiled at him slightly hoping he would react a little.

Zeruel was pulled back rather harshly by something, well Kia. "Stop." Her voice took on a very serious and commanding tone. "Turn and look at me... You gotta calm down." Zeruel turned and looked directly at her, into her eyes, he was still rather frantic about finding Zeke but he closed his eyes and took in a small breath in order to calm himself down. She was right, panicking did nothing but cause a huge amount of unnecessary stress. "I want to know what's going on because I can't help if you run round like a headless chicken." Her eyes were pleading him to trust her, which made Zeruel sigh again, he didn't like the way she was speaking to him in, it almost made him feel like he was doing everything wrong and that Kia was just being dragged around for no apparent reason, other than the fact he wanted to. "Its unnattractive you know... The whole headless chicken phase."

His eyes narrowed at the comment, even though Kia was probably only joking, he didn't like being called 'unattractive'. It wasn't that he was vain or anything like that, he just didn't like it. "Well those clothes don't suit you." he scoffed, the best comeback he could think of, his mind was elsewhere still thinking about Zeke and whether he..."Last night, Emily was murdered." Zeruel started, he pulled Kia over to the side out of the crowds, his face was grim and dark, showing that he was dead serious about the matter. "Zeke went to go visit her and found her dead on her own bed, her wrists slit." for some reason Zeruel couldn't look at Kia's face, whether it was because he was upset about the matter, or he didn't want to see her reaction. "I fear he..." he didn't want to say the word, but hoped that Kia understood what he meant.

Suicide.

Kouta marched along, still holding his bleeding arms, crowds had come around him now, most brazened with concern for him saying stuff like 'Call an ambulance' or 'Do you need help?' he had sent most of them away by simply grunting but others remained persistant and now he was leaning against a building, the crowd's shouts of concern and question starting to burrow into Kouta's mind. He sensed one particualr human, a young women by the smell of perfume of and could smell the chemicals from a small first-aid kit, though she didn't speak, or even bretahe for that matter. She was probably scared of him and honestly, who wouldn't be, he did have a bloody bandage over his eye for pete sake.
He crouched down and took the first aid kit from the girl saying
"Thank you" then steralized the wound on his arm, it was starting to heal but he knew that he would at leasst get some lasting pain from it. It had been caused by a vampire's weapon and those tended to have a more lasting effect than human ones. He bandgaed the arm, the pur white linen already turning slightly red from the blood. He walked away again, letting the crowds disperse behind him. He was looking for Zeruel and Kia now, so that they could continue looking for this Zeke. As he walked by an alley he heard talking. Though all he could make out was
'Emily... murdered... slit wrists...' by the voice Kouta could tell that it was Zeruel, which probably mena Kia was with him, they seemed to be having an imporant discussion. He walked back a little and leaned against the wall outside of the alley, waiting for now.

Kia at first wondered if he was going to bite her head off. She'd stepped out of line considering that he was meant to be the one in charge and she really had no right to just ask questions But she had. He said soemthing about the clothes and muttered under her breath "I know... but they were the smallest you had.. so dont blame me.. I couldnt exactly pack before I left home." She was slightly hurt that he didnt understand that and that he was arrogant enough to believe she would have packed after finding eddies body. Her eyes narrowed and then...

"Last night, Emily was murdered."

Her eyes softened up and she slipped both her hands into Zeruels squeezing them lightly. It must be hard for Zeke and she was even surprised he was lasting so long on his own. Thats when it hit her. He didnt have to even say he was afraid about it. "No. Zeke wouldnt... No... he wouldnt... " She didnt sound convinced and she looked around and kept herself together. "Zeruel... You have to trust him." She shook her head. "Lets... look calmly." She kept leading him through crowds her own mind working over time. Slit wrists, Dead in her bed? To kia it looked like a vampire covering up their work. Kia wandered aimlessly and she let her head drop looking at the floor as she walked. She bumped into a couple of people a few deciding to yell at her but she didnt care she was honestly grieving for Zekes lose and she barely knew him.

Zeruel faced the floor, unable to even show any emotion apart from that of worry. Kia took both of his hands in her own, her touch was soft and calming, making Zeruel look up at her, pulling himself together. "No. Zeke wouldnt... No... he wouldnt... " she didn't sound at all convinced which seemed to agitate Zeruel, his reaction being that of panic.

"Then what Kia?! Why hasn't he come home?!" he yelled at her, causing everyone to just stop for a few seconds and stair wide-eyed at the pair as if it was some sort of lovers quarrel. Many of them probably thought they had a child and he hadn't come home. Zeruel quietened down almost as soon as he shouted, he wanted to apologize but the anger and frustration inside of him about Zeke wouldn't allow him. It wasn't any use trying to reason with him.

"Zeruel... You have to trust him." She shook her head, she didn't seem to be rallied with the shouting Zeruel just did, perhaps she understood about how he was feeling. That and it wasn't a good idea to argue with Zeruel when he was so 'on edge'. "Lets... look calmly." Zeruel managed a nod before Kia led him back out onto the streets, she kept her head down and Zeruel just kept looking around, but more calmly than normal, his eyes taking in much more detail from when he was being so frantic about it. A few people bumped into them and yelled things like. "Watch where you're going!" and "Out of my way!" Zeruel just replied to them with his own harsh words and a glare, none of them said anything back to them after that.

Zeruel lent his head back to look at the sky, no stars were visible inside the city, the only lights in it were that of aeroplanes either going to or from the various airports near the city. "Where are you Zeke?" Zeruel mumbled as if asking God to find him and protect him.

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Zeke received a few dirty looks as he walked down the streets, granted he probably looked like the victim of some heinous crime, not that he cared, it was just a sore jaw, it wasn't even broken, it just managed to cut his lip and make his nose bleed. No, the thing which caught there attention was the amount of blood on his clothes, it wasn't even his blood. A smirk appeared on his face at the thoughts of what he did to that girl. The sheer thrill of it all, and the feel of her warm blood coat him from head to toe. Even the coppery taste of it was something he could enjoy again. Again meaning soon.

He pushed all thoughts of the Angels he had encountered to the back of his mind, he wasn't about to let them ruin his evening. Picking out a nice club where a few teenagers were gathered outside having a cigarette and laughing the night away. Zeke smiled, it seemed so peaceful and a beautiful sight in a way, but that peace wasn't going to last for long...

He stumbled over to them, falling onto the ground just in front of 'em, of course they ran over to Zeke's delight. He looked up to them with fake tears in his eyes, oh how his Drama classes paid off. "Are you okay?" the female with purple and black hair asked. Zeke nodded, trying to get to his feet, though he had to be helped by the two boys of the group. "Do you need us to take you to a hospital?" the other girl asked, she had a worried look on her face, one which made Zeke just want to stab her eyes with just so he could see the expression change to one of horror.

Zeke shook his head then smiled before walking away, falling once again on the floor. The two girls ran over to him once again, the boys just waited where they were, a little jealous of Zeke and the fact that his girlfriends were caring more for him than their date. "At least let us take you home." one said, helping Zeke to his feet. The boys figured this was their time to shine and ran over. "We'll take him home." the first one smiled to the black/purple haired one, obvious that was his date. The other stayed quiet and just nodded along with his friend, the girls looked all to pleased with their boyfriends' generosity and smiled to each other, nodding approvingly.

With the help of the two boys, Zeke walked down a dark alleyway a few blocks down from the club, Zeke commanded them to stop and they did so but not before flashing confused looks to one another. Zeke stumbled away from them, resting against the walls of the alleyway, suddenly the dagger became visible in his hands and he smirked deviously, putting a hand through his messy hair to make his eyes obvious to the pair. Those black and grey eyes weren't that of a human and almost immediately they began to run.

Within a flash Zeke was in front of them, blocking the exit out onto the streets. One of them stepped forward, holding up his fists in order to fight, it evoked a laugher from Zeke, a cold dead chuckle. The dagger was placed in his mouth as his own fists were raised. The other boy stood out of the way, egging on his friend who threw a few punches to start off with, Zeke easily dodging them, not even attempting to fight back. One punch was thrown and Zeke grabbed his hand, smirking from beneath the dagger in his mouth as he pushed the boy's hand back until a sickening crack could be heard and his hand broken. A scream escaped the boy's lips but Zeke didn't stop, he continued to push back until the bone protruded from the bleeding wound, his hand eventually being snapped off and falling to the ground.

The boy standing after looked at his friend's hand in horror as it just sat there on the alleyway floor, decapitated from his friend's arm, the person responsible now the dagger in his hand. Zeke's devious smile was more than obvious now, two of his fingers stabbed the guy in the eye sockets, feeling the jelly like substance on his fingers excited him, as the boy was screaming Zeke stabbed through his mouth with the dagger, it coming out from the back of his head. The screaming would cease and the boy fell to his knees. He was obviously dead.

His friend looked in horror as the dagger was yanked out of his friends' head and it being brought up to Zeke's mouth, his tongue sliding across the bloody blade as he savored the taste. The other boy wanted to move, but he felt himself frozen with fear as his friends' murderer came closer and closer, the blood from the blade dripping onto the ground and creating a trail. The blade was placed in front of the boy's mouth as Zeke commanded him to lick it, without a second thought and in the hope of being spared, he compelled and stuck his tongue out slightly with Zeke pushing the blade onto it. The boy now having to taste the blood, his friend's blood.

All the while he was shaking and Zeke grabbed his tongue with his free hand and sliced it off with the blade. The boy put a hand over his mouth, unable to scream, but trying to stop the blood. Before he knew it he was on the floor by a kick to the knees, his head smashing against the wall, though it didn't kill him. The blood now running down his throat and filling up his lungs, with no way to stop it apart from spitting out the blood every so often. Zeke sat on top of the boy's chest, his knife scraping down his arms, stopping when he came to the wrists.

The boy struggled, knowing that he was going to die, if not from a cut from that blade, then by the blood inside of his lungs. In one swift motion, Zeke raised the blade and slice across the wrist, all too much so that the hand almost came off. He repeated the process on the other wrist, but this time more gentle and slower. He looked back to the man's face, his head resting on the cold ground, now dead. The dagger vanished and Zeke dipped his hand in the puddle of blood forming around both of the boys.

"May Satan bless your souls." Zeke said in a fake caring tone, one where it would be used at a funeral to mourn the loss of someone. The symbol was finished and the bodies exploded everywhere, causing blood, bits of flesh and organs to coat Zeke once again. He smirked, brushing off the bits of flesh and mutilated organs before dropping his head forward and chuckling darkly.

"Then what Kia?! Why hasn't he come home?!"

His yelling had put her on edge a little too her nerves running a little short and a while after she started walking she turned to Zeruel aprubtly.
"What if he didn't want the fuss." She saw this as likely. It was difficult enough for Zeke as it was. It would be worse with Zeruel on his back. She rubbed her eyes with the long shirt sleeves blushing slightly. "What if he's scared you won't give him space?" She tilted her head and sighed. "Where do you want to start looking?" She knew that she was fighting a lost cause knowing that she herself wanted to find Zeke and give him a hug. It was odd because in a way she knew that Zeke must be feeling the feelings she had had yesterday only personified by the fact he was human and the deep bond betweeen him and Emily. This caused her to flinch. That's why they were foolish. and she accidently voiced her view. "Foolish to fall in love. Foolish to care." She was hypocritical slightly forming such a deep attachment to Zeke Zeruel and Kouta somehting that couldnt be taken away from her but she shook her head. She knew it would break her one day. "He was foolish but human." She sighed and continued not waiting for Zeruel to listen she didnt seem to take her hands from his scared he might run off and leave her.
"If he really was going to commit suicide then some where quiet. Desolate unless it's a publicity stunt." She flinched and felt herself shiver. She hoped Zeruel didnt ask how she knew it would bring up the ghosts she didnt want. "Anbandoned warehouses maybe... Tall building sites... I dont think Zeke wants to be found if he's dead so it would be well hidden" She was a little pleased with her deduction and she began to tug Zeruel along. "Even a favourite place of his..." She mused to him. "Come on." She smiled a little at him and tried to cheer him up. Silently hoping that they would find him sooner then later.

Kouta had almost made a gesture to the other two to show his exsitance. Though at the moment when he was about to speak Zeruel shouted something about Zeke not coming home. Kouta sighed, he had no idea what Kia and Zeruel were going through right now. He, in his past life, had had many friends, some of whom he had saved on numerous occasions, but he couldn't go back to them, not the way he was now. He had seen them after he had died, when he had come back, they were happy and care-free, as he remembered them to be. He didn't want them to be subjected to any expose of his current situation, so in the end he had a new life. But it was sad, a sad lonely exsitance between the realms of death and life, the pugeratory if you will. He walked along, following behind Zeruel before saying
"Uh... hey... i just remembered, i have no idea what Zeke looks like... though even that would probably do me no good... i'm sorry if i am intruding on something you guys would rather do alone... i don't know this guy like you guys do..." he felt a small sting from the ingury on his right arm, grunting slightly then moving faster to keep up with Kia and Zeruel, the whiteness of the linen now confined to the corners of the linen, though it was a good contrast to his dark attire.

"I've lost. Finish it." Alec looked down at the Angel, stuck to the ground by his sword, a small smile on her defeated face. He walked over, giggling a little, then kneeled next to her, his face over hers. She had wanted to die with her dignity, but there was no dignity in becoming a puddle of red sludge, and that was what awaited her. He reached out and grabbed the hilt of his sword, then twisted it in her shoulder, causing blood to spurt upward, a diagonal line landing on Alec's face, from his cheek to his jaw. He smiled, then stuck his tongue out and licked the blood around his mouth. He leaned closer to her, continuing to twist the blade in her.

He loved these moments, when he got to kill an Angel. It didn't happen as often as killing a human, and he wanted to enjoy it to the fullest. He was sliding his nails across her throat, making some small cuts, but nothing fatal. He looked back at her from his sword hilt, white hair dangling down low, the fiery glow of his demonic eyes illuminating her face, and his. He could see the reflection in her eyes, his pallid, dead grey skin. He smirked at her, the defeated, given up Angel, soon to enjoy all the pleasures of home. "Okay beautiful." He finally responded to her, after what felt like forever. He shifted his legs and rested his waist on her stomach, then leaned even closer to her face, sliding his other hand up her neck, to her cheek.

He was leaning almost close enough to kiss her, which he wanted, but instead he slid his hand down her body, slicing through her shirt. It revealed the left side of her body, smooth skin, trails of blood welling up on it where Alec had pushed down. "If you make it through," He was referring to Hell, "You can find me in the eastern industrial district, at a run-down old factory with a ragged sign out front that says 'E&M Refinery'. I'm there most days, and I'll give you back your picture." Alec paused, then giggled, "If you make it back. I won't be expecting you." I won't have my hopes up, little Angel.

Alec suddenly stood, his face out of hers finally. "I've always wondered about what they say," Alec snickered down at her, pulling his blade out of her part way, "About how a head can see for a few seconds after it's been cut off. Let me know," He pulled the sword up out of her all the way, shaking it as he did to make her fall off of it, then in one fluid swing of his hand, his sword swooped down in a wide arc and sliced through her neck. Her head went flying through the air, then landed with a thud and rolled a few feet before stopping with her face down in the ground. "If you make it back."

Alec walked over to her head, and stared at it for a few seconds, then leaned down and picked it up by the hair. He spun it around so that it was facing him, blood leaking out from the bottom of the neck, a small trickle of it coming down out of the mouth. Alec leaned his face in close, parting his lips, then kissed her full on, letting his tongue go in her mouth for a second. After he was done, he walked over to her body, then dropped her head next to it. His sword disappeared in a black puff of smoke, and he got on his knees again, a leg on either side of her body. Using his nails, Alec cut the symbol into her stomach, then recited the words. "May Satan bless your soul; for you have Sinned and are now part of the Dead...... Snake." His voice sounded genuine. It would be interesting if she made it back. Alec cocked his head to the side as her body began to bloat, covering in blisters and splitting sores, and then she exploded underneath him. He shivered in a brief moment of ecstasy as her body matter coated him.

He got up slowly, head turned upwards to the sky. "You lose." He said in a menacing, defiant tone, eyes burning up at the sky. Alec turned and walked away, blood and gore dripping off of him, squishing underneath his feet. "Was that enough dignity for you-" Alec paused then looked back at the mess he had made. Alec burst out in laughter, then just kept on walking. In a sarcastic tone he shouted, "Oops! I forgot to ask your name!"

Rin Let out a grunt as he Alec twisted the sword. *I will not scream* She thought to herself keeping herself calm through the pain, his nails cutting her throat. He stared down at her with glowing cat like eyes. "Your enjoying this to much." She said looking away. She felt him hit on her stomic, his hand slide up to her face as he and he leaned in closer to her as he said "Okay beautiful." Her heart started to beat faster as he did so.

His nails suddenly slid down her ripping her shirt and exposing her body. "Way to ruin the the moment." She said through the pain with a sarcastic tone and looking away. "So much for my pride." "If you make it through," He was referring to Hell, "You can find me in the eastern industrial district, at a run-down old factory with a ragged sign out front that says 'E&M Refinery'. I'm there most days, and I'll give you back your picture." He paused, then giggled, "If you make it back. I won't be expecting you." "I'll be there." She said coldly and determined.

"I've always wondered about what they say," He snickered down at her, pulling his blade out of her part way, "About how a head can see for a few seconds after it's been cut off. Let me know," I'll be sure to do that." She said unable to hold back a slight grin. She was picked up still impaled on the blade, then shook off. She saw the sword then it seemed like she was spinning through the air. She saw the ground then it was over as the darkness set in.

As she sauntered down the road, Otter began to look for a new victim. Her mind was ever crazed, insane even. This was why she had never told anyone her secret. That she shared this disturbed body with others. Others with sick minds who took over her dreadful kills more then she would like to admit. She honestly hated being a vampire. Yeah, the invulnerability and strength and speed was cool. She especially loved her eyes, the exotic colors that humans couldn't compare to. They were so vibrant. But it wasn't worth the curse.

But she had deserved it. She tried to push out her darker history and focused on her obsessive job. "I wonder if he's around maybe...." She mumbled to herself, not really talking to anyone except the voices. No one responded, so she just looked like a lonely hooker.

She thought back to Zeke. But not because she had been randomly intrigued by him, but the idea of not having a friend. He was the closest to any socialness that she had had through her whole life. She wasn't much of a people person, especially toward women. She found most of them too obsessed with starting problems and trying to be "the best or prettiest" she was a bit disgusted by vanity, although she herself cared for her looks. But she wasn't obsessed. Most women were naive, some never even maturing and she decided to stray away from that.

She glanced from her feet to the noise ahead of her on the sidewalk. A seeming sadistic, aura enfused attractive male was headed in her direction. How interesting.

"If he really was going to commit suicide then some where quiet. Desolate unless it's a publicity stunt." She flinched and felt herself shiver. Zeruel wondered how Kia would know or think of something like this. Perhaps she commit suicide? But then...doesn't God hate people who commit suicide, an act like that would suely get her to go to hell rather than heaven. "Anbandoned warehouses maybe... Tall building sites... I dont think Zeke wants to be found if he's dead so it would be well hidden" She was a little pleased with her deduction and she began to tug Zeruel along. "Even a favourite place of his..." She mused to him. "Come on." She smiled a little at him and tried to cheer him up. Silently hoping that they would find him sooner then later.

Zeruel sighed, he didn't want to think of Zeke as someone who would take love that far enough to want to kill himself. Kia wasn't exactly helping the cause, Zeruel just needed someone to reassure him that Zeke was still alive. "Uh... hey... i just remembered, i have no idea what Zeke looks like... though even that would probably do me no good... i'm sorry if i am intruding on something you guys would rather do alone... i don't know this guy like you guys do..." the voice came from Kouta who seemed to be following them. Zeurel turned sharply a little surprised by the fact that he didn't sense Kouta there before. He rolled his eyes, what help could Kouta be, he couldn't see and therefore couldn't be much use in finding Zeke. Maybe if he met him before and knew his voice or whatever, that could help. Though Zeruel can't explain how someone's voice is.

He almost became desperate, quickening the pace of his steps, he was panicking inside, though he wouldn't allow Kia or Kouta to see it. There was a figure which emerged from the alleyway, dripping in blood. A vampire? Zeruel wondered, he couldn't make out who it was though it didn't look like the one with white hair from before. The Vampire turned and looked to them.

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Zeke wandered out of the alleyway, shaking the access blood of slightly, it was then when 3 auras hit him. He froze for a minute before turning to face the source of the auras, there down the street were Kia, Zeruel and the Angel from before. The one which had busted his jaw. Zeke growled to himself in annoyance, he didn't want to be caught by them so soon, it was obvious that all three of them were Angels, including Zeruel. Why else would that other Angel from before be hanging around them? Zeke guessed that they were probably searching for him, either that or out hunting Vampires.

It was already starting to get light from the sunrise, it could be seen from the east, just between a few of the tall buildings. Zeke didn't want to be caught, not yet anyway so he ran, through the crowds and as fast as possible away from the group. He dashed into alleyway, panting against the wall, though the devious and cold smirk was present on his face. He figured if he got home before then he could change and dispose of the evidence of his bloody clothes. He could just claim to be in a fight which is why his lip was cut.

He arrived in the apartment and quickly stripped off from his bloody clothes, throwing them to the side for now. He stepped into the shower, washing away the blood from his hair and body, it ran down the plug in the red coloured water, eventually the water returned to normal, telling Zeke that he was clean enough. He stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around him and using a smaller one to dry his hair. Walking over to the mirror he took off the towel from his head and smiled at his reflection, his innocent reflection which could never of thought to be that of a Vampire's. His eyes had now changed to normal and the only thing present from the night before was the cut on his lip, which already was starting to heal.

After putting on some clean clothes, he went outside with the pile of blood stained clothes, throwing them into a bin. He scraped the match against the side of the box as it flickered to life, throwing it into the bin and the clothes and other things inside of it going up in flames. Of course there was remains of alcohol inside the bin, it was a public bin and a few people would dump their bottles inside of it. This was good, the alcohol acted as a enhancer for the flames, allowing them to burn everything at a steady pace.

The sun shone down on Zeke's now full-of-life face as he sat on the steps watching the fire burn the evidence of everything which happened last night. He snickered to himself, his head dropping to face the ground before throwing his head back and laughing to the sky.

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The bloody figure had run off and Zeruel was half-tempted to go after him, bolting forward a few steps but then came to a halt. Sighing out of aggravation, now wasn't the time to go Vampire hunting, there were much more important things at steak. The sun was beginning to rise, which marked the dawn of a new day. "The dawn is supposed to bring hope..." Zeruel said to himself as he looked at the already lightning sky. The harsh blue shadow disappeared from around his eyes as the transformation back to being human occurred, though it was never as painful as the one he experienced at sunset. In fact it didn't hurt at all, if anything, it was a relief.

Zeruel tried to sprint after something and Kia squinted in the light as the sun started to come back up and sighed she walked over hugging Zeruels arm and peered at Kouta. "You know... Maybe Im wrong..." She tried. "Maybe Zeke will come home... " She was begining to bury her eyes away from the sun it was too bright for someone who really didn't like the sun much but she sighed and stood in the streets. "Is there... really any point in worrying. If he was dead... Zeruel would know." She gave Kouta a shrug she was making it all up ofcourse but she was again, trying.
She tugged at Zeruels arm again and tried to get them away from people she didn't really want to be a part of the world and she murmered. "Maybe he did come home... I mean... He might of gone out drinking" She nodded. "Thats it... Zeke went out to a bar to drown away all the sorrows and has stumbled back to the appartment with some hooker... Zekes fine" She nodded defiantly. "Anyway, We shouldn't worry about him. He's grown up right..." She pouted and stared at the guys. "and drunks always find their way home." She smirked remembering that that wasn't strictly true but it did make her want to laugh. "And if he isnt there when we wake up... We can call the police people to find him" And she nodded again her mind flickering between worried panic and calm and controled but Zeruel was still on edge. "Come on... You need to rest." She was full of worry for Zeruel too she knew he didnt want to rest till he found Zeke but it would drive him spare and she didn't like it. Letting go of Zeruel she stepped back and looked at the floor. She'd confussed herself her speech being something between truth and reassurance but they clashed with each other. She couldn't help but rub at her eyes yawning and start shivering.

Kia walked up to him and hugged his arm, burying her head away from the blinding sunlight. They were still in the middle of the streets with some people dodging them, though Zeruel wasn't about to move. "Is there... really any point in worrying. If he was dead... Zeruel would know." she was looking back to Kouta and shrugging off the worry. Though Zeruel actually had no idea if Zeke was alive or not, how would he know? Kia tugged on his arm to get away from the crowd of people, though Zeruel remained still, trying to search the crowds for any type of clue. Anything.

"Maybe he did come home... I mean... He might of gone out drinking" She nodded. "Thats it... Zeke went out to a bar to drown away all the sorrows and has stumbled back to the apartment with some hooker... Zekes fine" She nodded defiantly. "Anyway, We shouldn't worry about him. He's grown up right..." She pouted and stared at the guys. "and drunks always find their way home." Zeruel looked to her he was a little confused as to whether she was being serious or not, though it did make him feel a bit better and a faint smile tugged at his lips. He smiled more when she mentioned the drunks finding their way home, it reminded him of when he first met Kia. It was a warm memory, only actually happened a few days ago, but it seemed like they had known each other for much longer. Zeke was there with them too. He was trying to pick out a necklace for Emily, which in the end he ended up wearing himself.

Kia had let go of his arm now and was looking at the floor, most likely because of the people or because she thought she had said something to upset Zeruel, though she didn't. He was actually much happier and reassured now thanks to her. "Kia's right, no matter how depressed Zeke is...he wouldn't kill himself." Zeruel replied with a reassuring tone and smile to match, trying to lighten to mood and tell Kia that she was saying the right things. He took her hand and made her look up at him, he smiled down at her, a happy and pleased smile, as if nothing had ever been wrong and he was the happiest person alive. "Thank you Kia," he said, kissing her on the forehead then turning to face Kouta, still holding onto her hand. "Let's go back to the apartment and worry about Zeke once we've had some rest. Who knows, maybe he is there after all." he was much more serious towards Kouta and the smile had seemed to fade slightly. He wasn't actually keen on the idea of letting Kouta come back with them, but it would probably upset Kia if he didn't.

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The remaining contents had finally been burnt to ashes and the smoke was subsiding, still no signs of Zeruel or the others. Though the thought evoked a smile from Zeke, the fact that they were so worried about him that they were still out looking. It showed something rather interesting, something he could use against them later on...it showed that they, cared.

He walked back into the apartment, throwing the matches back into the kitchen draw and falling down onto the sofa, gradually falling asleep. He wasn't worried about the whole aura issue, the apartment was too small to actually notice anyone's individual aura. Even if they did, he would claim to be an Angel. No one would ever suspect that Zeke was a Vampire, he was too kind hearted and innocent for that.

Rins eyes flung open as she took her first breath to her new third life. She had been only a few hours, but in hell it had been may years. She looked around but all she saw was darkness. It was very cold, the feel of cold metal caressed her back. *I'm nude?" She thought trying to look at her body but still only seeing darkness. She lifted her arms, they only went up about six inches before hitting cold metal. She tried to move her feet but they too touched cold metal then she knew were she was. "Well they found my body fast didn't they?" She said with a smile, kicking the door open and sliding out the drawer. She hopped down onto the cold floor "For the love of sweet Satan my neck." She said cracking her neck and looked around noticing a man and woman staring at her.

The man was struggling to get his pants back on and the woman was staring at Rin with a freaked out look. Rin smiled looking at her red dress. "Your my size. Take the dress off bitch." She said her eyes glowing bright yellow in the florescent lighting. The woman stared up with a confused look as there was a burst of flames from Rin's hand. "I said take it off bitch!" She said her grin getting wider. "It would be a shame to get blood all over such a work of art." She threw her axe sending it into the mans chest and pinning him to the wall. The man struggled to get free for a few moments before his lungs filled with blood making him drown in his own blood.

The woman let out a scream that was quickly silenced by Rin's hand wrapping around her throat. "Well looks like we get to do it the fun way." She said her smile growing even wider as she watched the woman's eyes start to roll back into her head and the blood vesicles in them pop from the asphyxia. She loosened her hands letting the woman breath for a moment before tightening them again and watching her struggle to breath again. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this!" She yelled then started to laugh manically. She watched the life leave the woman's eyes slowly as they rolled back into her head, then removing the crimson colored dress from the woman's body and placing it on her own. "It looks better on me anyway." She smiled picking the woman up and throwing her into the drawer she came out of. She carved the symbol into her body "My your soul rot in hell for all eternity." She then slammed the drawer shut and laughed at the following thud from inside.

She violently ripped her axe from mans body and busted formaldehyde all over the room, laughing the whole time. She carved the symbol into the man while taking a pack of smokes and lighter from his pocket. She light her cigaret and smiled "May you also rot." She said with crazed laugh lighting the cigaret and moving away from his body exploding. She walked smoking her cigaret down to the filter while walking towards the door. She threw down the cigaret behind her as walked out making the building be engulfed in flames from the formaldehyde. She smiled a huge smile seeing the sun was now up. "Now to find my white haired demon prince." She light another cigaret and said "Burn the night away." with a devious smile.

Kouta smiled, though in some respects he was also angry, well ok jealous is a better word to describe it. He underdstood Kia's concern for Zeruel, and to some extent Kouta also worried for him. Altough they had had a rough meeting at first Zeruel was a person Kouta could rely on. He had sensed the vampire from earlier walk out from the alley but didn't chase him, he couldn't really take another ingury from that dagger. The one he had already was still bristling with pain, though it was slowly healing, he would come back for the vampire, then go for Alec. He started to walk back to the apartment, his mind having transfixed the route to memory. He heard the slight sound of a kiss. This was what Kouta was jealous about, though nothing showed on his face. It had been a while since he had been jealous and in some ways it was sort of a refreshing emotion, if not a slightly dangerous one.
No! Don not fall in love with Kia you idiot!... you'd probably never win her over anyway... she's probably in love with Zeruel anyway the thought depressed him slightly, but then he remembered what had happened earlier. Kia knew Kouta's main weakness, which no other peron, human, angel or vampire had ever known. Kouta smiled again and then said
"We better go back then... i bet that friend of yours has already stumbled back home... i just know it"

Kia stumbled back with the others. She was starting to feel her feet ache. She was tired and cold and just plain anxious. her feet trailed never actually leaving the ground and her hand stayed in Zeruels except his was exceptionally warmer then hers and she didn't want to let go of the source of heat. She laughed and murmered. "Well... Zeruel you can have the bed tonight.. I'll sleep in the bath tub." She wasn't joking considering the sleeping arrangements were gonna be a little tight but Zeruel needed at least one hours sleep... "hey... Zeruel... I'm starting school again" She chimmed and she seemed to be really nervous but it was understandable considering she'd died on a school trip. She wanted to know about his day but she fell silent and sighed. The two guys didn't really get on and it was a shame but she couldn't make them get rid of the glaring and the hostility unless she was the problem. If she did turn out to be the issue she would happily leave without a word to tell them where she was. She didn't like being a burden. Another yawn and another sigh and she was practially sleep walking drifting off to sleep as Zeruel tugged her along. She reached out with her other had and took Koutas too feeling safe in the hands of her two new friends. "Dont ever ditch me... Otherwise I'll hunt you down with a pitchfork" She grinned a little and avoided tripping over the legs of the jeans she'd borrowed.

Kouta had almost blushed when Kia took his hand, connecting the three to each other. She said something about them not dicthing her. He smiled then
"Heh, don't worry... me and Zeruel would never think of leaving you behind... you're one of us... and i don't just mean that in terms of speices either" he continued walking on, holding one of Kia's hands in his own. He was tired too but he could bear it until they got home, then he would find some comfatable bit of floor to sleep on and pass out for a few hours. He heard something about Kia going back to school. He sighed, he wouldn't fit in there. So he might as well just protect the apartment or something while they were gone, he supposed. Unless this Zeke guy din't have to go tomorrow, then he could get to know his better, If everyone was so concerned about him he had to be a good guy... right?
As they reached the apartment Kouta waited outside the door, knocking to see if anyone was inside.

Zeruel pulled Kia along the pathways back to the apartment, she was now hanging onto Kouta too. But it didn't bother Zeruel, he just continued to stride forward, not really noticing or not really caring, all he wanted to do was to get home and see if Zeke was there. "Well... Zeruel you can have the bed tonight.. I'll sleep in the bath tub." she laughed slightly, murmuring the words under her breath. Zeruel just looked at her and shook his head with a smile, he wasn't going to let her sleep in the bath-tub, that would just be cruel. In a way, he wanted to ask if they could sleep in the bed together, that way Kouta could have the sofa and Zeke had his room, so it wasn't that bad. But he wouldn't ask her, she'd probably call him a pervert or something like that. "Hey... Zeruel... I'm starting school again" she chanted the words to try and hide the nerves in her voice, though they were easy to pick up on. Zeruel didn't know why she was nervous but he understood it, after all she hadn't been for quite some time.

"Dont ever ditch me... Otherwise I'll hunt you down with a pitchfork" Zeruel nodded to her, returning her words with a reassuring smile. "Heh, don't worry... me and Zeruel would never think of leaving you behind... you're one of us... and i don't just mean that in terms of speices either" Kouta replied, Zeurel had to agree with him, he was right...they wouldn't ditch her. She was one of them, but so was Zeke and he needed to be found soon...

They arrived at the apartment and Kouta knocked on the door, waiting for an answer. Inside Zeke groaned a bit on the sofa, turning over and putting the cushion to his ears, though he couldn't be heard. Zeruel pushed past Kouta and pushed down on the handle. It was open. Which meant...Zeke was inside. He quickly pushed open the door and practically burst into the room, seeing Zeke lazily lounging around on the sofa made Zeruel sigh deeply out of relief. He walked over to Zeke and gently nudged him, Zeke groaned and whacked Zeruel with his arm to tell him to go away. "Zeke...I need to sofa for someone...do you need me to carry you to your room?" Zeruel didn't bother asking about where he had been, he was just pleased that he was still alive.

Zeke groaned again, throwing the cushion at Zeruel which hit him in the face. "Fine then," Zeruel growled irritated by his friend's reaction to him. He lifted Zeke up and carried him towards his room. "Zeke...?" he said quietly and in a questioning manner, Zeke just groaned in response. "What happened to your lip?" he was referring to the split lip he had.

"Fight..." Zeke mumbled incoherently. Zeruel just nodded, carrying the wiery Zeke into his room and putting him on the bed. He walked back out and looked over to Kia and Kouta. "Kia, Kouta, you can take my bed if you want, either that or one of you can take the sofa and i'll find somewhere else to sleep. It doesn't bother me." Zeruel told them both, a faint smile on his lips, though he did kinda want to sleep with Kia and make Kouta go on the sofa, but he wouldn't say it.

Kia smiled as she watched Zeruel move Zeke about she was so relieved that she couldn't help but laugh. She could barely stop laughing and it caused a pain to take over her stomach. The Zeruel suggested she sleep in the bed with Kouta. Her hed shook defiantly. "I'm fine honestly Zeruel you're not to spend another night on the sofa... Please.." She pushed him towards his room "Don't worry about me... I'll sleep where ever there is space." She gave him a warm smile and tried to reassure him she'd be fine. "im not going to sleep right now anyway" She yawned obviously shattered but she was suffering nightmares again and fought of the urge to fall back into them. "I'll do anything for you to just sleep in your own bed tonight..." Kouta could have the sofa as he had it rough last night she was sure he was just grateful anyway.

Kouta blushed slightly, waving his arms in front of him theatically when Zeruel metioned something about him and Kia sleeping in the same bed
"n-no i'm fine... i can sleep anywhere from habit... both of you need your sleep more than i do..." with that Kouta sat on the floor, his back leaning against one of the walls. The floor was actually quite soft compared to the streets of New York. He had heard everything before so now knew that indeed Zeke had come back. Kouta smiled, well now Zeruel wouldn't burst into tears or anything like that. When he had heard that Zeke had a split lip and Zeke had gotten it in a fight he almost questioned who had fought him.
A bad lip can be caused by a punch to the face... or from an uppercut Kouta thought well... i shouldn't worry about it for now he sghed and with that fell asleep. His body growing limp for recharge.

Zeruel frowned, looking at Kia when she refused his offer. She insisted that he would be the one to sleep on the bed, he sighed and mumbled to her. "I don't want you sleeping on the sofa or the floor or anywhere else so maybe..." Zeruel backed away from her, fiddling around with his hands and he shook his head. "Maybe we could share the bed. I mean-" he stopped shaking his hands before she got any ideas. "Just as friends. That way Kouta can sleep on the sofa." he gulped slightly, blushing violently at the fact he probably just embarrassed himself quite a bit, and in front of Kouta.

Kouta just sat on the floor and seemed to drift off to sleep, though Zeruel frowned and looked at him then back to Kia. He was still hoping she would say yes, not that they would do anything, he just kinda wanted a girl to sleep in his bed. He never really had one which he liked enough to ask that of her. He bit his lip and stared down at the floor waiting for an answer, if she agreed then he would move Kouta to the sofa, if she didn't then he would just go to his room and probably beat himself up about it, the fact that he made a complete fool of himself.

Kia smiled weakly a small nod being presented to Zeruels question and yawned. "Zeruel..." She looked away slightly flushed "...Fight away the monsters for me." She said childishly and blushed too twisting his sleeves round her hands thinking he would believe her to be stupid but the monsters to Kia were a very real thing. She nodded and yawned not caring now that the sleeping arrangements had been made. She leaned down and kissed Koutas cheek. "Night night... sleep... well.." She wondered absently into the room slipipng the jeans off as she went not worried too much consideing the shirt was down past her knees but jeans were too uncomfortable to sleep in. She stood by the window for a bit though looking out at the streets and her head getting very achy and on over drive as she thought of everything she had ever wanted or lost. A smile couldnt place itself on her lips and she yawned again feeling her legs go weak and climbing into the bed staring at the digatal clock.

"Zeruel..." She looked away slightly flushed "...Fight away the monsters for me." Zeruel nodded, he smiled to her, whatever the 'monsters' were he wouldn't let them get Kia. She was probably referring to some sort of nightmare she was having, if that was the case, at least he could be there to comfort her. Zeruel watched as she lent down and kissed Kouta goodnight, it was sweet. She then slipped into the room, taking off the jeans she had on, which were Zeruel's anyway. She stood by the window as Zeruel picked up Kouta and laid him down on the sofa. By the time he got into the room, she was in bed and staring at the clock which read; 5:38. They could at least get a few hours sleep before uni, classes didn't start until 11, which was more than good news to Zeruel. He looked to Kia and blushed slightly. "Goodnight Kia..." he said kissing her on the head then turning to face away from her, closing his eyes and falling to sleep.

Kouta smiled, he could hear a sweet voice and sense a sweet touch, it was far away but it was still there. By now Kouta was in deep sleep and this was when he liable to have dreams of his past. The first image he saw was of a small child. The child had sky blue eyes, which could have torn through any darkness by the light that shone behind them. The boy had hair much like Kouta's own, though his clothes were that of a pair of black shorts and a white t-shirt. That was when Kouta realized it was his younger self, when he was around 10 to be exact. Then the image started moving, leaving Kouta as an onlooker to the events which were to transpire. A small boy came towards his younger self and said, in an urgent voice
"They took her"
"What!?" his younger self exclaimed, the pupils in his blue eyes shrinking
"They took her to the old alleyway! They said they wouldn't realese her until you fought their leader"
"Don't tell me it's"
"Yes... George Kingston" the boy said, a dark tone to his voice
"Show me where he is..." the younger self said, his blue eyes shadowed with small spaecks of darkness
Then the scene skipped to an old alleyway. The walls were old and ready to come down, they probably looked impossible to scale for the young self, but to Kouta they seemed perfectly climbable. A small gang of around 11 boys were waiting in the middle of the alley, all slightly overshadowed. Their leader stood near the front holding a girl by the scuff of her neck
"Kouta!" the girl screamed
"Mary!" the younger self shouted back
"So you came did you?" the leader said, smiling
"Let her go George..."
"Don't call me George! My name is King!" before the dream could carry on further a light flashed on the sreen leaving Kouta in darkness. The dream had ended, for now. Though the story would be told again. Kouta sighed
I wonder where that ass is now... what happened to Mary after i died? this was all Kouta could think of before he fell into sleep again, meangingless sounds and images coursing though his mind at unstoppable rates.

Kia had eventually fallen asleep hoping that the reassurance that Zeruel was next to her would keep from her taking that nasty turn into a nightmare she couldn't escape from. She'd been wrong of course and as soon as her eyelids closed she was plunged into her own screams and the destruction around her.
Waking up though she was trembling tears slowly streaming down her face silently. She'd kicked the duvet of herself and was shivering as well to top it all off. She rolled over and met Zeruels back and she then clambered from the bed. Looking around she found her coat in the corner and pulled a pen from it. There was some paper lying around. Probally bills or assigments from Zeruels Uni courses but she sat and drew on every single page she could find. It took her 20 minutes to finish all the different monsters she was drawing and leaving most scattered on the ground she climbed back into the bed on Zeruels side trying to curl up next to him nudging her way under his arm. Her tears wouldn't cease and her shaking had only loosened up a little but she whimpered quitely. Clucthing some of the paper to her chest she curled up closer to Zeruel and stared at the scary eyes she had drawen and whimpered again. Sleep just wouldn't come and take her away as she continued to lie there.

Zeruel felt something nudging his arm slightly, trying to curl up to him. His arm wrapped around Kia, though he was still asleep. It was just an impulse sort of action. There were a few small whimpers coming from Kia but not enough to wake up Zeruel, even the tears on him didn't seem to wake him up, he was too tried, it had been a long day and a long night, there was no way he could be woken up so soon.

It must have been about an hour before classes were supposed to begin when Zeke flung open the door and just stared at the two in bed. He hadn't noticed Kouta on the sofa, since Zeruel's and Zeke's room were next to each other. "Ando!" Zeruel's eyes snapped open and he sat up staring at Zeke. "What on earth are you doing?" Zeke growled, a little annoyed that Zeruel had been...he stopped when he realized that Zeruel still had clothes on and so did Kia. "Come on, we only have an hour until classes start,"

Zeruel yawned, falling back into the pillows for a minute, he turned to look at Kia who was holding on a piece of paper with a drawing on it. He smiled slightly at the fact she was laying so close to him, but his smile faded when he was what was drawn on the picture. He took it from her and looked at it, it was a drawing of a monster. So this is what she meant...? he thought, referring to when she told him to protect her from monsters. He sat up again and looked around the room at the papers scattered everywhere, containing pictures of other monsters.

He frowned looking at Kia then looked back at Zeke. He smiled deviously at him which made Zeke worry slightly. Does he know...? Zeke wondered if Zeruel knew about him being a Vampire. Though it didn't suit him, it was obvious Zeruel was a Angel, he was hanging around with two other Angels. It would be extremely dangerous if he was a Vampire, hanging around that many Angels, though Zeke managed to do it. "What?" Zeke asked, looking away from the expression on Zeruel's face.

Zeruel got up and walked over to Zeke, throwing the paper on the floor as he did so. Those two were about the same height so they just stared into each other's eyes. "Dare I say it, Zeke..." Zeruel started, Zeke's heart was pounding fiercly at the thought of Zeruel finding out his true identity, though...it could have been kept for long. That was just a hope that would be easily shattered. "We're going to skip classes today!" Zeruel chanted, looking back at Kia. "Come on, we're going to shop for some new clothes." he smiled to her, walking past Zeke and looking at Kouta on the sofa.

Zeke just stared at Zeruel woke someone up on the sofa, the homeless one from outside yesterday morning and the one who gave him the split lip. He hid the look of horror on his face very well, surely his cover would be blown now. But then he realized, the Angel was blind. He smiled slightly but managed to hide it from the others, there was no way the Angel would be able to confirm it was him. The only thing he could say was that they had the same voice, or perhaps the same sent. Though Zeke would just act confused and Zeruel and Kia would have no choice to believe him. They would never believe that some one as innocent as Zeke would be a Vampire, if anything he'd be an Angel.

Rin walked down the street a cigaret hanging out of her mouth and a twisted smile on her face. Everyone was turning there heads to see her in the tight form fitting crimson dress. She smiled at each of them as they looked at her but in her mind was thinking *I'll kill you, you, defiantly you, I'll choke you with that crying kid of yours, you, you, my god look at how ugly that one is! I'd let you live just so would suffer a life alone.* She laughed a little at these thoughts, she had only been dead for a few hours but in hell it was hundreds of years. She walked down the street and up to a pay phone, putting in some change.

"Hello this is Rin. I want be coming into work today, I'm taking a sick day." *waking up a vampire is worth of a sick day* she thought hanging up the phone"Were to go first?" She asked herself stretching a bit. "Lets see Iv already fixed there graves, I've got smokes, I don't have to work." She hummed as she thought of what she was forgetting. "Oh yeah!" A smile came across her face. "I need to find the demon." She mumbled to herself a evil smile creeping across her face through the smoke of her cigaret.

Kia rolled over and flinched when Zeruel took the picture she looked at Zeke and blushed furiously "Its not what you think!" She gulped and clung to the shirt she was in even more tightly her eyes ringed with the lack of sleep she'd had. Zeruel had left the bed and said something about shopping. A smile tugged at her lips and she started to scoop her hair into a pony tail staying under the duvet still and sitting up in the bed. She glanced at Zeke and blushed again. "Sorry... I'll clean up..." She whispered and let her feet meet the floor she started to bite at the already chipped nail polish and then leaned down and started to pick up her pictures. She tried to tug one out from under Zeke's foot but skipped it not wanting to make him angry or for him to question her. Crawling around on the floor made her blush a little bit more. She hadn't quite understood what He had ment by:
"What on earth are you doing?"
She looked up at him her eyes rather wide and mumbed. "Zeke what did you mean when you came in?" She smiled at him and squeezed his hand lightly feeling sorry for his loss and then continued to pick things up. "And Im sorry I didnt buy any food yesterday." She had set out to buy the food but hadn't made it to the shops. She felt a little useless and she wanted to be Zekes friend too. Kia self conciously pulled the shirt closer to her even though it was done up and stood with the paper in her hands. She placed to on the desk next to her and looked at him wondering if Everyones Auras were mixing together.

As Kouta felt someone shaking him he jumped up, lloking around quickly, then noticing he was blind and calming down. He was still in the apartment, now noticin that he had been movd from the floor to the sofa when he had fallen alsleep. There seemed to be a hustle going around about school and then something about not going.
"Hey looks like i'm not on my own today" Kouta said, smiling. He could hear Zeke now, his voice sounding very familiaur to the vampire which he and Firo had taken down last night. His scent was simalur too. This could point to only one thing.
No, no, no! That can't be... Kouta thought, looking in Zeke's direction, he sighed i don't think i should tell the others... they would think i just hate the guy or something... i'll just observe for now
"Hello my friend" Kouta said, bowing in Zeke's direction "it is good to see what happened last night has not affected you in any way" this phrase could be a double-edged sword "the name's Kouta"
He looked over at Kia and smiled
ok, i have to admit that sounds really cute he thought, hoping none of the words he was thinking flowed out of his head or something "heh, well i guess we can all go this time"

Zeruel flinched and backed away slightly at the reaction from Kouta. He put on a smile and acted as if nothing happened then, and he didn't just embarrass himself by reacting to someone waking up. He looked over his shoulder at Kia inside the room, crawling on the floor as Zeke watched her pick up the papers. He sighed slightly, it was because he didn't quite understand why she did it in the first place, though there had to be a reason. But now wasn't the time to ask.

"Zeke what did you mean when you came in?" she asked Zeke, looking up at him with smile on her face as she gently held his hand. He didn't really know if he should have felt anything from her touch, though he didn't. It was as cold as anything, but then so was that other Vampire's...Otter. Her touch was also cold, though it should have been warm. But they were dead weren't they, maybe they don't have warm bodies when they are dead. If that was the case...Zeke quickly snatched his hand away and bent down picking up the paper under his foot. He gave it to Kia and smiled politely as she finished collecting them and stacked them on the desk.

Though the question she asked was never answered, it seemed rhetorical at the time and almost as if she was joking. Of course she knew what he meant. Didn't she? "Hey looks like i'm not on my own today" there was another voice in the room and Zeke turned sharply to look at Kouta who was sitting up on the sofa. Zeke didn't react even though inside he was almost panicking at the same guy who fucked up his jaw the other night. Subconsciously his hand moved to the cut on his lip, almost as if it had just happened again and he was trying to stop the bleeding.

"Hello my friend" Kouta said, bowing in Zeke's direction "It is good to see what happened last night has not affected you in any way" this phrase could be a double-edged sword, Zeke held back the glare and kept his face clean from emotion, though his heart was quickening it's pace, nervous that he would tell everyone about his true identity. He could't win against 3 Angels, even if they couldn't summon their weapons or use their powers in the day, they would still be able to kill him other ways. "The name's Kouta"

Zeke smiled politely back, though he was actually smiling because he knew and the Angel probably did too that telling Kia and Zeruel, Zeke's true identity, they wouldn't believe him and probably hate him. "Pleased to meet you, my name's Zeke Naruse. I'm Ando's roommate." his tone was calm and polite as if he was meeting someone of great importance, definitely not the tone you'd greet your enemy in. "Oh?" Zeke said in a slightly surprised tone, touching the cut on his lip again. "This? Yeah well...I was a little down last night so went out drinking. I don't do that often and shot my mouth off a bit, getting into a fight. I won't let it get me down though, it's just some idiot trying to prove he was better than me. I won anyway."

Kia laughed and got up stumbling into the kitchen and splashing her face with water trying to shake off the groggy tired feeling. She looked at Zeruel from underneath the cloth she was drying herself with and blushed. No one had answered her question and she didn't know what was going on. It was almost as if she'd been knocked on the head but she knew she hadn't which made her furrow her brow in frastraion. "Morning Kouta" She grinned and hugged him almost knocking them both off their feet. She was used to that thogh so she steadied them and then hugged Zeruel yawning and murmered. "Good nights rest you?" She was worried still that he hadn't got enough sleep and she turned around trying to find the jeans she'd taken off the night before. "You sure you guys casn skip class to go shopping?" She pouted and sat on the floor giving up with the whole finding some jeans thing it wasn't like she cared anymore. A guilty feeling creeping into her as she'd noticed a questioning look on Zeruels face as she was picking up her pictures. She twiddled her feet around and gulped. "Is there any alchol." She was starting to feel rather stressed and she pulled the sleeves down further over her hands and blushed. She didn't know what to do and a slight paranoia was drifting in due to her restless night. "Please?"

"Woah!" Kouta exclaimed as he was pushed over slightly by Kia hugging him he smiled and said "good thing this hasn't affected you too much" he said. He then looked at Zeke when he said he had been drinking last night, then getting into a fight with somebody, he had apparntly won.
Oi! I hit you preety damn hard in the chin you vampire Kouta thought before he could stop himself. He sighed again will you stop thinking he is a vampire damnit... he thought, then again he could feel a slight evil arua coming off of Zeke, though of course he couldn't act out. He had no proff and defenatly didn't want the only friends he had in New York to hate him for something he had gotten wrong about their friend.

Zeruel hugged Kia back and smiled down at her whilst Zeke lent back against one of the walls just waiting for them. He wasn't at all jealous, since he still was mourning the loss of Emily, though that other Vampire...Otter. She seemed nice and more than willing to help Zeke. Though by the looks of things last night, Zeke didn't need 'help' he smiled to himself when Kouta was looking at him. Zeruel was busy helping Kia find something to put on whilst they were going around shopping. Zeke's smile was cold and devious, though he could afford to show it to Kouta, because he knew what Zeke was. But he couldn't tell anyone, if he did, it just wouldn't work, and that's what's so amusing about it. Zeke wouldn't give any proof to him either.

"You sure you guys casn skip class to go shopping?" Kia said then pouted and sat on the floor, the sleaves of Zeruel's shirt over hanging her hands. Zeke looked back at her and smiled cheerily at her. "Of course we can, it's only a day. Right Ando?" Zeruel gave a nod in reply with a smile to Zeke, he was just happy that Zeke was back to his normal self. I guess drinking does help in some cases... Zeruel though, he chuckled when Kia asked for alcohol, it was a little ironic in sorts, though he just shook his head at her.

Zeruel threw a pair of jeans at her, they were too small for him so they were probably going to be alright for Kia to wear, just until they got some new clothes. He then dove under the bed and took out a small box, opening it, it had lots of money inside, he put about 30% of it inside his wallet and stood back up. Zeke knew about the box, though he never questioned it. The money was given to Zeruel in his parents will and Zeke promised that he would pay for the apartment and supplies so that Zeruel could use the money for emergencies. Which was nice of Zeke.

"Ready then?" Zeke asked, looking at everyone and the expressions on their faces. Zeruel nodded, taking Kia's hand and pulling her out of the apartment. "After you." Zeke said to Kouta as he walked past him Zeke stopped him and whispered coldly in his ear. "You say anything and i'll kill you without hesitation." and as soon as that had finished his tone returned back to the cheery self he had always been. "Okay then, let's go shopping!" he followed Kouta out of the apartment and locked it, throwing one of the keys to Zeruel who caught it.

Zeruel held Kia's hand as they walked down the streets, dodging people as best as he could and finding openings in the wave of them all, just so Kia would feel more comfortable. Zeke followed close behind them, he was watching everyone walk past him, smiling innocently to them all. Most of them would probably be dead within the next few days, their murderer being someone much young, but highly skilled. And that wasn't just Zeke.

As Kouta walked past Zeke, who only moments before had been smiling deviously at him, in a sort of evil and arrogant way that, even with Kouta's blindness, he couldn't stand. Now he was sure, he had no doubts anymore that Zeke was indeed the vampire he had fought last night. the words
'I will kill you if you tell them' confirmed it indefinely. He coughed back an attempt to say 'right back at you' he sighed again
If it wasn't for Zeruel and Kia you would be so dead right now you son of a bicth he thought as he walked past. He couldn't do anything now, not until Zeke had shown proff to the others. Until then he would have to act nice.
"Right then, let's go shopping" Kouta said, dropping his mood for now. He smiled and then walked by Zeruel and Kia "so where do you guys wanna go first?"

Kia yawned being dragged about. She was pretty annoyed that Zeruel was serious about her drinking not being good and she was going to kick up a fuss but she yawned again and just followed about. She held his hand with one hand and with the other arm she clung to him hugging the upper half off his arm trying to avoid everything and everyone. She mumbled for Zeruel to hear. "I managed to trap all the monsters in the paper." She was still on guard though she believed that drawing them all on the paper would stop them hurting her keeping them confined somehow. She was slightly losing herself to everything and wasn't acting quiet right her speech slurred and her eyelids drooping she tried not to let it show. Even if they asked if she wanted to rest she'd shake her head and protest. She was fine after all. Well she thought she was anyway. She stopped in front of a window and looked at one of the displays shrugging it off. She hated clothes shopping it annoyed her so much but she wanted to buy something that would make her feel pretty for once instead of the baggy jeans and hoodies. She looked at her appearance and sighed thinking she ws just fighting a lost cause. She didnt want the guys to waste time but Zeke had pointed out it was only one day. She turned and smiled at him warmly and said "Hey Zeke wouldnt it be cool if we got pop tarts?" She giggled happily and smiled geniounly and looked at Kouta. "And some vodka... lots of vodka." She looked at Zeruel and started to drag her feet as well. "Maybe we should buy Kouta a blanket to sleep under.... " She said thoughtfully. "And we can get Zeruel an umbrella!" She looked up at his blue eyes and smiled at him as well but continued to hug his arm.

Kia hung onto Zeruel tightly as to avoid the other people as best as possible. Zeruel just continued to walk forward, looking at the shop windows for a few seconds and trying to find something he could get Kia what she would probably like. He was trying to think back what she wore before but his memory served no purpose in that category, he would never try and remember what people wore, there was no point to it. "I managed to trap all the monsters in the paper." Zeruel looked down at her face and frowned slightly but then nodded showing that he was happy she had done so. She looked tired, that was clear on her face and the way she was handling herself, almost making it a need for Zeruel to drag her. He would have asked, but she would have said no, it probably had something to do with the 'monsters' and that they would cause her nightmares.

She had looked back to Zeke and giggled as she spoke."Hey Zeke wouldnt it be cool if we got pop tarts?" Zeke smiled in return to her, tilting his head to one side and closing his eyes out of the fake happiness he was giving off. "If you want to. It would be nice wouldn't it?" In a way Zeke was being over the top, he was actually acting a lot nicer than he used to be, he was doing it to annoy Kouta actually. Unknown how it would annoy him, but the reason probably being that no Vampire is innocent and should be sad with all the killing they do. Though Zeke was being defiant, being truly the happiest man in the world, even though he killed humans, no sense of guilt hung over him. That's how he hoped to annoy Kouta.

"Maybe we should buy Kouta a blanket to sleep under.... " She said thoughtfully. "And we can get Zeruel an umbrella!" she was smiling up at Zeruel, focusing on his vibrant blue eyes, he smiled back at her nodding slightly. Though Kia had been the only one to know about his weakness, he had sort of forgotten that Zeke didn't know his real name. "Zeruel?" Zeke questioned, quickening his pace of walking until he was walking next to Kia. He looked at her in a questioning manner then looked to Zeruel. "Ando...?"

Zeruel looked to Zeke nervously, taking his free hand and rubbing the back of his neck. "You see Zeke..." he coughed, trying to think of an excuse as to why he would fake his own name, he couldn't tell Zeke about who he was, Angels and Vampires were supposed to be a secret. "I had a bit of bad luck before I came here and well...I called myself Ando so that no one would know who I really was. Kia and Kouta actually know me from long before I moved here...Sorry for not telling you Zeke. But yes, my real name is Zeruel." He said with a small sigh at the end, his hand dropping down as he frowned to Zeke, showing a disappointed look, probably to the fact that Zeke would probably not want to be friends with him anymore.

Zeke gave a nod in understanding and he smiled at Zeruel. "Okay, I understand...Zeruel." he replied, looking forward once again as they walked down the streets, inside he was smiling deviously, he had found out Zeruel's real name...but something else bothered him. "Wait, why are we buying And-" he stopped, correcting himself. "Zeruel, an umbrella?" he looked up at the cloudless and sunny sky in confusion. "It's not going to rain is it? It hasn't rained in weeks." which was true, much to Zeruel's delight. He didn't know how to answer the question so just looked to Kia frantically.

Kia was a bit flushed after her mistake and then Zeke asked about the Umbrella another mistake to add to the pile. "I thought it would be nice.... I... was gonna buy it as a present and it would come in handy when it did rain cause Zeruels like a cat with water... so bloody skittish and its almost like he's scared of it.... Really he's just being a pansy." She wasn't lying which made her feel good and she huggled Zeruels arm and whispered a sorry to him feeling bad about it again.Everything was slipping out of her mouth and she needed to shut up. She stopped herelf from tearing up again feeling a little delicate in her mental state today but recovering quite well. She cast a look around and then looked back at Zeke. "Your incredibly happy today Zeke its good" She hadnt noticed the over dramaticness and giggled continuing to kick her feet about like a child. She wanted to misbehvae and have things her way getting incredibly bored with normal sober life. But she couldnt help but realise that she didnt want to leave these people even if it meant finding some gang with booze and drugs that would help her with a high. She pouted and looked at something in a window almost sighing. It looked pretty and she couldnt help but blush when she saw it.

Kouta growled slighty
I really hate you Zeke he thought not just fro me anymore... i hate you for tricking Kia and Zeruel and using them as your sheild... you are truely a coward... if the oppotunity ever arises i will show them who you really are... they deserve to know! Kouta was starting to become instable now, though he wouldn't act out or do anything until nightfall, when he could use his weapons if need be. He growled again, though when he heard about Kia thinking of getting him a blanket he smiled, she was a nice girl. Though now was not the time to fall in love, not with Zeke and Alec still aorund. He wouldn never be able to focus with those 2 threats on his mind. He had to set things right, but how was a difficult question.

Alec had sensed the other aura hardly a moment ago, pulling himself out of his demented thoughts about Hell, and what he knew Rin was going through right at that moment. It was one of those memories that never go away. He looked up from his feet pounding against the concrete, then swept his white hair out of his face to reveal his eyes, burning into the girl in front of him. Her long, blue-streaked black hair hid one side of her face, but perfectly framed the other. He could tell she had multiple piercings, far outnumbering his simple snakebites. He smirked as he kept on walking forward, not hesitating for a second. There was no way for him to be sure if she was an Angel or a Vampire, except for walking towards her like this. She would be sure to see the blood, and probably smell it too, and that would definitely give him away.

As he got closer he continued examining her, taking in the beautiful image, a nice reprieve from the gore that had just been filling his mind. She wore a black frilly skirt and a pink revealing tank top, along with some very choice heels. It didn't matter what she was, Angel or not, either way he liked it, and it was certain to show on his face. About five feet in front of her, he stopped, fiery orbs locked on neon pink eyes. It would be a shame to kill those eyes, they certainly were unique. Alec's smirk dissolved into a warm smile, "Pardon the smell, I just dealt with an Angel." He said politely, only the slightest hint at what had really happened was in his voice, but he was sure she could figure it out.

Her reaction would set in stone which side she was on. It might even push her into attacking him if she was one of them. "I'm Alec." He bowed slightly, causing his hair to fall forward again, which he blew out of his face as he stood upright again. His eyes returned to hers, taking in the image just in case he had to kill her, some small part of him hoping he wouldn't. Her nose and snakebite piercings glittered slightly in the faint light, underneath her bright eyes.

Otter's neon pink eyes grazed away from her feet when the scent entered her powerful nostrils. "Ugh." She wanted to cover her nose, but she hoped this guy coming towards her wasn't the opposite species, she hated fighting angels because they were ten times the challenge compared to Vamps. His voice drug her away from her thoughts. "Huh? Oh." It was coming together, his vampire scent overriding the angel scent entirely. "Your a vampire." She murmered mostly to herself. She smirked, glad to possibly have a friend. Not many vamps payed attention to her, although, she would probably read off as one even in the day because of her unnatural eye color since changing.

"I'm Otter." She grinned at him, taking his full composure in. He was quite attractive and she could tell just by the way he was looking at her tht he enjoyed her looks as well. Even if she was being overly slurry, she didn't seem to mind. She was used to mainly wearing this type of clothing to lure humans away. Although she did occasionally wear skinny jeans and band tees instead of her usual revealing-ness. She adjusted her top just a half inch lower and smirked at him, noticing his wanderig eyes. "It's nice to meet you Alec." She said, slowly closing the distance between them.

Alec took note of her reaction to the smell of blood on him, and then she had the realization that he was a Vampire. She smirked at him, and it seemed genuine, but Alec had never had very good judgement about those kinds of things when it came to an attractive girl. "I'm Otter." She said with a grin, her eyes giving him a rundown, to which he reacted with a pleased smile. Good, she's like me. Alec thought as he looked her up and down again, which she seemed to notice, and then pulled her top down just barely half an inch. Alec couldn't help himself, and couldn't seem to control his eyes for a second. If she was an Angel, she could seriously kill me right now. He managed to force his eyes back to her face again(with a lot of effort), "It's nice to meet you Alec." She said as she came closer to him. Yep, I'd be sooo dead.

Alec smiled, then started to reach out with a bloody hand, before realizing what a mess he was and dropping his hand back to his side. "Dah, meet to nice you too!" Alec blushed at his delayed response, not realizing that he had mixed his words until a few seconds later and he tried to recover, "I mean, nice to meet you! Otter!" His blush became stronger, reddening his greyish nighttime skin. He suddenly tried to change the subject, "That's a unique name. I've never met anyone with it before." Alec dropped his gaze to the ground for a second, Such a stupid thing to say! Alec looked back up at her, regaining his composure, "So, are you good for the night?" Of course, he meant 'Have you already killed for the night?', but that would have been way too straight forward. And it probably wouldn't be too polite to ask such a pretty girl about something like that.

Rin walked down the street smoking her cigaret with a smile. *It feels so good to free again.* She thought looking upward and saying "Fuck you god." Her attention was soon brought back to the four auras strait behind of her. She turned her head so fast it could have given her whiplash. It was Zeke, Zeruel, that dimwitted girl, and the blind guy. She stared at Zeke for a moment as the pieces fell into place. "Ah I see now. Isn't he the sneaky one." She said with a big grin and walking over towards them. The figure fitting dress made heads turn on the way over to them. She wanted to see there reactions to it, see if she could make an angel lust.

"What in the hell are you two doing?!" She yelled at Zeke and Zeruel. "Your skipping my class?" She glared at them for a moment before relaxing and taking another hit of her smoke. "Well I suppose I am also skipping so I cant get to mad." She smiled looking at Zeke. "I need to have word with you about one of your papers Zeke." She grabbed him and drug him out of ear shout. "You can't fool me Zeke. I know." A evil grin appeared on her face. "Vampires don't leave witnesses dear." She whispered in his ear. "It's good to see we have a brother on the inside." She let the smile spread across her face reassuring him, then she let him go. "Lets go back before they get suspicious." She light another smoke and walked ahead, her hips swaying with each stride of her feet.

Zeruel kept staring at Kia, which made her flush. "I thought it would be nice.... I... was gonna buy it as a present and it would come in handy when it did rain cause Zeruels like a cat with water... so bloody skittish and its almost like he's scared of it.... Really he's just being a pansy." Zeruel shot a glare at her but she hugged his arm tighter and whispered an apology. Zeruel smiled to her then turned his attention back to Zeke, "You know, water doesn't help my image, especially my hair, it just gets so frizzy when wet." he ran a hand through his hair, he didn't care what he was saying was extremely vain. He just had to give Zeke a real reason behind it.

"Your incredibly happy today Zeke its good" Kia giggled to him and Zeke returned the comment with a smile. On the inside he was calculating things. Zeruel doesn't like water, come to think of it, i've never seen him take a shower...or even drink water... Zeke smirked on the inside as he came to the realization of it all. His weakness is water, an Angel with a weakness of water...that will be easy enough to defeat him. Now about the other two... Zeke's thoughts had been interrupted by a familiar voice.

"What in the hell are you two doing?!" She yelled at Zeke and Zeruel. "Your skipping my class?" Zeruel, who was standing at the shop window with Kia turned sharply to see Rin there, she was wearing a rather...fitting dress...not one which was technically appropriate for uni. Zeke also looked at her, angry that she had broken his train of thoughts. She was another one, a Vampire or an Angel...which one though was unclear. "Well I suppose I am also skipping so I cant get to mad." She smiled looking at Zeke. "I need to have word with you about one of your papers Zeke." Zeke was suddenly dragged away before he could say anything.

Zeruel sighed to himself, "We're going inside this shop Zeke!" he called out to him. "Come in when your done!" he grabbed Kia's hand and pulled her inside the shop, surely Kouta would follow, if not stay outside, it didn't matter, Zeruel would let Kia pick out anything she wanted then buy it for her. "Just choose whatever you want Kia and we can get you out of them clothes." he should have said 'my' clothes but he didn't.

"You can't fool me Zeke. I know." A evil grin appeared on her face, Zeke almost took a step back, a nervous smile crossing over his face. "Vampires don't leave witnesses dear." She whispered in his ear. "It's good to see we have a brother on the inside." She let the smile spread across her face reassuring him, then she let him go. He stared at her, so she was a Vampire, that was obvious now to him, but...why did she hang around Zeruel before?

"Lets go back before they get suspicious." She light another smoke and walked ahead, her hips swaying with each stride of her feet. Zeke watched her go, he couldn't really look at his English tutor in the same way again. He sighed to himself in relief, the fact that it was one less person trying to kill him. In fact, she could prove to be a good ally.

He was so intrigued by her looks. Otter couldn't help but to take this to her advantage. She slid a casual arm around his shoulders as they continued in the direction he had been going, back towards her apartment in fact. She looked him right in the eye, their faces so close she thought she could feel the temperature from his cheeks radiating on her skin. "It is a pretty tight name." She smirked, thinking back to him tripping over his own words.

"Indeed, I am free for the night." She said, remarking his question. "We could always...go back to my apartment and get more acquainted. If you'd like, of course." She gave him a sly grin, her violet eyes meeting his again and she winked. She wasn't trying to seduce him, but having fun wasn't included. She didn't always need sex, but she was on the hornier side. At least for a woman. She would enjoy this if he agreed.

Kouta walked along with the others when suddenly a women with a skin-hugging outfit walked along and dragged Zeke away. He didn't particulay care for the women, as at the moment he had more present things on his mind, though he probably wouldn't have ben bothered anyway, he liked the cute type with a bit of rouge in them, not busty girls. As he heard Zeruel say he and Kia were going into a shop he walked in with them, though honestly he couldn't really buy anything for two reasons. One, he couldn't see so he probably had the worse fashion sense in the world and two, he had no money with him. He liked the thought of a blanket though, it had been a long time since he had slept under one, the last time he remembered was when he had still been alive.
"So" he said "what do you think would be good for you Kia?"

Kia didn't know who the other lady was and began to feel a little odd around her. A small tug from Zeruel though and she was wisked into a shop. She was wearing her own coat and she placed a hand in it pulling out some money and a pack of pills. Pills... I... what did I need them for again? She dropped them on the floor not really caring and just looked anously at Zeruel. "I can pay too." She didn't want to have to seem like she was relying on them and her face flushed more. She let go of Zeruels hand and started browsing a rack avoiding eye contact with people and letting her hand leaf through things. She didn't know what to get and especially with the fact this weather had no effect on her. She was always at room temperature. Not cold not warm almost perfect. So she had a pair of shorts in her hands and was leafing through the tops looking back at Zeruel. Not wanting to take too long with everything. She was also worried about Zeke... But she cast it aside for a while. Gripping her stomach she felt faint again and looked around to notice that she felt so crowded. She whimpered and closed her eyes leaning on the display hoping the guys wouldnt notice as she flushed more feeling completely stupid. Not answering Koutas question.

Kouta sighed, he could feel the arau of many people inside the shop. By what had happened a day before, when Kia seemed to have become faint when she was surrounded by loads of people in the street, he guessed her weakness was crowds and places with lots of people, he had no idea why but maybe it had something to do with the way she died, like Kouta's weakness is not being able to see as his eyes were shot out when he died. It was slightly difficult now to pinpoint where Kia was, with all the scents and aruas. Though eventually he found her and said quietly to her
"You don't need to worry Kia, these people won't hurt you... i won't let them crowd you... so you don't need to worry" he smiled

Kouta had managed to follow them inside, which was probably good for Zeke, in case he tried anything whilst the other two were inside. Kia took out some money and a small box of pills from inside her coat pocket, she descarded the pills on the floor and Zeruel couldn't help but try and work out what they were for. He looked up at her as she let go of his hand and began prying through the racks of clothes. Zeruel bent down and picked up the box of pills, even from this close and reading them carefully, he couldn't work out what they were for. He put them in his pocket, it was probably best to keep them, in case Kia needed them later on, what for though...remained a mystery.

She had a pair of shorts in one of her hands and continued to leaf through trying to find a top to match. Already Zeruel was searching around trying to help her, though he wasn't that good when it came to female fashion sense, he found a few things he thought were nice but didn't show Kia in the fear that he would of been turned down, embarrassed by his poor fashion skills. Though he thought of himself as rather fashionable for a male anyway. Kia suddenly gripped her stomach and lent back against the rack of clothes, Zeruel turned to notice this and ran in front of her. "What's wrong?" he asked her, then he turned his thoughts on the pack of pills he had in his pocket. He pulled them out and gave the box to Kia. "Here, will these help in any way?" he hoped that they would, though he didn't know what was wrong with Kia.

Zeke watched Rin disappear out of sight and strode inside the shop, just in time to see Kia in a painful state. He walked up to Kouta, silently so he probably wouldn't have heard, "What's wrong with Kia?" he snickered under his breath, hoping that he would have startled Kouta. It would be deeply amusing for him, seeing the always-calm, Angel jump out of his skin. It really would evoke a laugh from Zeke, if only he wasn't around Zeruel and Kia. Luckily Zeruel was too busy to notice Zeke come in, so didn't see the snicker or hear the cold and emotionless tone of his voice.

Kia could hear Zeruel and noticed her pills in her hand she didnt want them. It would be admitting defeat. She knocked them from his hands and became denfensive in fear of losing her consiousness and she pushed past him trying to look at another rack. Within seconds she was having another bout of nausea but she kept on looking through things "Those silly pills... they're nothing." She sighed knowing the lack of them was what was causing the nightmares and making her so on edge. She was meant to take them to get past the paranoia but it wasn't happening. She wouldnt become dependent on something like that. She grabbed a top and looked at it ignoring the urge to run out the shop as a couple of people jostled her. She started to shake ever so slightly and she passed theclothes to Zeruel. "What do you think?" She hoped he'd forget her aggressiveness and just help get the shopping done.