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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Jul 8, 2004 12:50:22 GMT -5
I walked into the spot to see the gang and some unfamiliar faces surrounding a red head. I walked over to the group.
"Whatca been up to?"
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Post by Maya on Jul 8, 2004 16:22:38 GMT -5
"Rogue." I said, "Long time no see... we've been up to... a lot... but right now, we're waiting fro some answers from Charlie-girl here."
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Post by Charlotte on Jul 8, 2004 16:22:58 GMT -5
I was seriously confused. Just a minute ago I had been fighting this group and now they were acting like it was all cool, just spilling out all the parts of them that would probably be best kept secret. I tried to keep track of it all in my mind, shapeshifter Jessy, half-demon Rachelle, werewolf-I don’t know who she thought she was kidding when she suggested we could be friends, vampires are the worst but any kind of demon is…well a demon. Fortunately I was given a moment to consider my own confusion by another arrival, I needed that moment.
Normally when I went hunting I’d find the odd demon, a few things other than regular vampires but they had never tried to…befriend? Me before. Why the hell had they even taken me inside? They could have just left me out there, or killed me but they seemed to know something, it was a very odd feeling and not one I liked. That vampire especially-she knew me and I was so sure I had seen her before, maybe she had threatened me before like she said, but no. I wouldn’t have let her go, there had to be something else and it scared me. In fact the whole situation scared me, see I may fight good but it’s not only hatred which drives me in those fights, it’s fear too. It was so long ago but the memory of my vampire mother was so strong, I could always remember every sense of that night but it was the fear which stuck. Suddenly it all came flooding back to me, in 3D colour with surround-sound, as I lay in the booth and I saw her, the vampire who turned my mother.
I sat up suddenly, staring at Del in shock. Fortunately everyone seemed pre-occupied with the late-comer so I tried to slip away unnoticed…no such luck though.
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Post by Maya on Jul 8, 2004 16:28:40 GMT -5
"Whoa! Whoa, kid!" I cried, grabbing Charlotte's arm as she tried to bolt. She might have suceeded too, if i hadn't physically felt the wave of pure terror that had suddenly flowed from her. SHe struggled weakly- not like the skilled fighter i knew first hand she was, but more like a petrified child trying desperately to escape something terrible... and all the time her eyes were on Del. "Calm it!" I tried to sooth her, reaching out both physically and mentally in an attempt to prove to her that neither I, nor anyone else here meant her any harm...
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Post by rachelle on Jul 8, 2004 16:37:24 GMT -5
"She's freakin' out." I said, and I followed Charlotte's gaze. Del. "'cos of you. Do you know her Del?"
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Post by Aredhel on Jul 8, 2004 16:51:41 GMT -5
"Not personally," I muttered in reply. "But I've heard of her."
That was an understatement of epic propotions. Therew were times in the past when it was too much, the memory of everything I had seen. My soul prevented the demon from controlling me for the most part, but sometimes that control waned. I was driven almost to the brink of madness on more occasion than one, and it always seemed to end the same way. I targeted families, remembering how my own had been slaughtered.
I could still hear the echo's in my brain.
"And what's her name, eh? Is it Precious? Or maybe Pumpkin? Oh, it's no use giving me the silent treatement. What do you call her when you talk to her?"
"Charlotte. Please, please don't hurt my girl."
"Hurt her? I wont hurt her. I'm helping her. Protecting her like you should have."
"How can you call this protection?! You will die, I promise you that."
"Too late, dear. But hey, look on the bright side, you'll be strong. Don't you want to protect her?"
"Please, just stop! I want my child back! Charlotte!"
"No! I wont stop! You have to protect her. I'm giving you power, strength. You'll be able to watch over her, keep her safe. Your baby Charlotte will be ok now."
"Charlotte! Charlotte! CHARLOTTE!"
I held my head in my hands, trying to block out the screams. A dying mother, trying desperately to protect her child. All she wanted was to ensure Charlotte's safety. I could still remember that day, the kill; I was sickly satisfied when she accepted my blood. You have to want it more than anything for the process to work, and in the end, when she could barely think for herself, on the brink of death, she had accepted my arguments. She had died with love, and had awoken with hate. I had ruined another family in my quest to save my own. And now, I was faced with someone I'd hurt. Badly.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. It didn't change what I'd done, and it didn't come close to making it better, but I had to say it. I had to let her know.
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Post by Maya on Jul 8, 2004 17:06:46 GMT -5
Now waves of emotion were flowing from Del, too... when consumed by emotions, even the strongest telepaths sometimes lost control of their psychic walls, and now i could feel my friend's grief, disgust, and ... guilt.
"Oh goddess..." I gasped.
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Post by Aredhel on Jul 8, 2004 17:58:31 GMT -5
[Don't] I mentally warned Maya. The others didn't need to know. Not yet. As far as they were concerned, Charlotte just really hated vampires. It wasn't all that far from the truth anyways.
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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Jul 8, 2004 18:22:09 GMT -5
I looked at the group.
'Wonder what happened to theis girl. She's very odd.'
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jul 9, 2004 1:00:05 GMT -5
I looked at the new girl.
I looked at Mai.
I looked at Del.
"I'll take her," I said, walking over to her.
"Why?" Maya asked, her eyes still on Del.
"'Cause someone needs to look after Aredhel," I said. "You obviously have some clue as to the connection between these two. I have experiance in loss, which this girl has had, and vengance, which this girl's obviously been hunting for. Besides," I added, moving the girls hair out of her terrified face, "she kinda reminds me of someone."
"Who?" Mai asked.
"Me."
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Post by Charlotte on Jul 9, 2004 1:19:36 GMT -5
((Argh people keep putting up posts seconds befor i do so I haven't read theirs. btw thank you for letting me in the story.)
She was looking at me, she actually looked at me. The one creature I hated more than any in the world was looking right at me and I couldn’t get away. Maya held me so tightly that no matter how much I struggled I was trapped there, looking into the face that had haunted me in its shadowy, demonic form. I had lost all sense of control, every technique that had been so painstakingly committed to memory and practised to perfection disappeared and I felt as helpless as I had when I was five. And she said sorry. Like it could make any difference that single word, one word to make up for a lifetime, I struggled all the harder. There was just one moment when I thought I had another chance at getting out, Maya’s eyes widened as the vampire looked at me and as she gasped, her hands loosened for a fraction of a second. They soon tightened again when the vampire shook her head.
The late-comer, ‘Rogue’ she had been called, began musing about me and then someone walked over to me and began talking in a calm manner but I din’t want to hear anything he said so I yelled.
“She knows me. Let me go, she deserves to die. She deserves more than that but it’ll do for now.”<br> “Hold it.” Someone said, “We get that you don’t like vampires but this is extreme.”<br> “She. Killed. My. Mother.” I said firmly but although my voice was strong, I was shaking and it was only Maya’s arm which stopped my collapsing to the ground again. There was a hush over the group as they processed this piece of information.
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Post by Cervil on Jul 9, 2004 6:03:37 GMT -5
(((My shotguns are much more powerful then those guns, believe me!!)))
After going into the Netherworld to get another home-made shotgun, I returned to the Spot, still to find the new girl struggling to run, or get to Aredhel, one of the two...
As I walked in, I saw in her eyes, fear. Fear of the outnumbering crowd? mabye. Something haunting her in her past? More likely.
I could tell, I had a haunting past, the only two memories of my human parents being my hat, and the second shotgun hidden under my coat... other then those, the rest is something I'd rather not think about.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jul 9, 2004 6:48:58 GMT -5
I looked at Del and Charlotte. There wasn't any way to reply to that. So I took the girl and sat her down. She tried to resist but only feebly. "You want something to drink?"
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Post by Aredhel on Jul 9, 2004 9:50:59 GMT -5
"I killed a lot more people than that," I said qiuetly. "And yes, I deserve a pain worse than death for that, but you will not be the one to give it to me."
I didn't take my eyes off her. I would not do her that injustice; I would let her say whatever she had to right to my face. If she hated me (which I knew she did), she would say it right to me, not to some coward looking at the floor.
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Post by Charlotte on Jul 9, 2004 10:51:51 GMT -5
I wanted more than anything to tell the vampire I would be the one to hurt her. All I'd wanted for twelve years was to kill her and now the moment had come there was no way I could. She was staring me in the face and it was disconcerting, i didn't know what to do but some instinct told me to play along.
"Something strong." I said to Jessy then
"Why?" I said to the vampire. "Why did you do it?"
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'I could so save the world if somebody handed me superpowers.'
