{OOC NOTE!!: Thanks Chris, Erik and Mark for letting me return! I've been waiting for the opportunity to come back. I've missed this so much!! Anyways... Enjoy everyone!)
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AWWW YEAH BUDDY!! That's right! The Angels of the Fallen have once again swooped down onto the stage of the Sin City Wrestling company to make a major impact! The Angels of the Fallen take on the team of Evie Baang and Miss Minnie, and they’re excited for what is about to unfold. The hunt is on!! Let's see what unfolds, shall we?...
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"Cattle die, kinsmen Die, every man is mortal;
BUT... Fame never dies for the one who has earned it."
-The words of Odin Allfather
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</iframe> "Dmitri!!" Tonight, he'd haunted her dreams. His name was on her lips, whispered so quietly in the dark that she knew no one would hear it. Her eyes had flown open, startled, and she was confused as to why. She didn't know what made her sit straight up in the bed and look around in the consuming darkness for something... anything out of place. She put a hand to her head, listening for something out of place. All she could remember was hearing his screams, echoing in her head. She knew he was in trouble and hurting, but she couldn't for the life of her know why. She reached for her phone, then thought better of it, and sat there, the covers barely covering her pale frame.
Even though the room was bathed in blackness, to her, it was almost lit up like a Christmas tree in a darkened room. No one quite understood who her being what she was changed the way she saw things. Her night vision was always disconcerting to her, as she could never quite be in the true darkness again. She could see auras everywhere. Radiant heat that's been generated by living bodies touching things left a mark on inanimate objects, and then there was the scent trails that crisscrossed the scene constantly. The dark was never dark to her anymore. It made nighttime feel like it wasn't night at all, just a perpetual state of daytime and dusk. And at times, she missed it. She missed being able to sink down into bed in a darkened room, and not being able to see a thing. However, this was one of those times where she was glad that her vision wasn't what it used to be.
She looked over at Michael, curled up under the covers and sleeping like the dead. Over the past months, things between the two of them had gotten strained to say the least. He'd succumbed to her worst fear for him, and the bite marks which dotted his body was proof to her that she was not the only one he was seeking for relief with his newest fetish. He tried to hide what he was doing, but he's forgotten how keen her senses are. He stank of the other vamps toxins in his blood stream. He'd become hooked on the bite, and become a blood whore of the worst possible kind. But she loved him. She couldn't help herself. She knew it was her fault that he was in this state, but she also knew if he didn't stop cold turkey, he'd end up being claimed by another. She made the decision right then and there to night bite him again. When she heard the sound again, her head turned quickly towards it and was instantly in hunting mode.
It was the slightest of tapping on the window. But they were on the fifth floor. And from the way the tapping was sounding, she knew it couldn't be someone human doing the tapping. This was meant for her and her alone.
She pulled back the covers to reveal a midnight blue satin and lace camisole and matching tap pants, and she pulled on a matching kimono robe to cover her well-toned form. She strolled over to the window and pulled aside her blackout curtain to see the form of a thin, almost white blonde haired man with striking green eyes, appearing to stand outside of her window, just an arms length away from the glass, hovering in mid air. He bowed at the waist, and she nodded back with a smirk, and motioned upwards to the roof. He nodded, and slowly floated upwards as she turned around, letting the curtain fall back before she slipped on a pair of slippers, and headed out of the bedroom door.
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As she opened the door to the roof, she sensed him even before she saw him, perched on the lawn chairs his legs crossed, looking like just another friend out to watch the stars. She walks over and takes a seat beside him.
"Andrev. What a pleasure to see you at so early in the morning? Shouldn’t you be out stalking your newest victim?"He chuckles and holds his hands out, nodding slowly.
"That it is, but you always seem to put me in the most interesting of situations."She lifts an eyebrow, then takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly.
"Let me guess... Ekaterina has submitted a complaint to the Council?"He smirks and shakes his head.
"Actually, she hasn't. She didn't have to. It seems that Councilman Claude has become a bit of a fan of the SCW, and he was watching last week. He has sent me to give you a warning.”She gapes at him in confusion.
"But I'm not the one who is breaking the laws! She is!!"Andrev holds his hand up and shakes his head slowly.
"I'm only here to warn you. Ekaterina is bad news. Everyone on the Council has said so.”She stands and starts to pace back and forth, gesticulating wildly, her slippers making clicking noises as she moves.
"She's been torturing him, Andrev! Lying to him about Council law... Having him break Council law for her own amusement, then she tries to throw Council law in my face to try and manipulate him... Saying that the Maker/ Progeny bond is the most important law that there is, and that I’m interfering with her rights as his Maker!"Andrev holds his hand up and shakes his head slowly.
"Which is true, but..."She turns to him and shouts at him...
"SHE INTERFERED FIRST!! SHE'S KILLED ALL OF HIS POTENTIAL PROGENY!! AND I'M NOT EVEN SURE IF SHE DID IT BEFORE OR AFTER HE TURNED THEM!"Andrev takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly.
"Then he has to report her himself."She runs a hand through her hair, and stops suddenly, and speaks quickly.
"He wants to be my mate.."Andrev's eyebrows shoot up and he sits up, a bit more interested.
"And have you said yes?"She reaches up and rubs her temples, shaking her head.
"I don't think I have a choice in the matter. We’ve been dreamfasting."Andrev is suddenly beside her, putting a hand on her shoulder, turning her to face him.
"You've been what?!! That can't be true!! No one has been able to do that in centuries!! It's a lost abilty of the Ancients!!"She nods slowly and blinks quickly.
"Yes. It's true. It's something I've just realized has been happening."Andrev frowns and pulls her to a chair, and she sinks down into it slowly.
"Tell me what's happened."She swallows heavily and puts her hand to her cheek.
"The day he debuted in the SCW, he had been making inquiries about me. He said he had been drawn to me. He'd left me flowers, made public overtures towards me, and at first I thought nothing of it, but while we were away, I could feel him as if he were standing right next to me. And the dreams… so vivid… so full of passion and deep emotions… But I was with Michael, so I tried to push it away. However, since we've been back, it's been stronger, more intense. Just tonight, I know she's torturing him. I could sense his pain in my dreams. And you know what that means."Andrev is sitting there, staring at her in shock.
"It means you are indeed a future mated pair. But how?"She shakes her head and inhales deeply, then shrugs.
"You know my situation. I don’t know everything that butcher did to me. I don’t know what all Bruno shoved in my veins, so who knows what is gonna happen with me. All I know is, I've got the scientists trying to dig through his notes to try to find out exactly what was put in me, and why I am still alive. He said he put werewolf and fairy in me, along with at least seventeen different strains of the vampire virus, all while I was pregnant. He turned my son into some monstrous, misshapen thing, and my daughter... She aged from infant to elderly in the span of minutes, then turned to dust in my arms. He murdered my children, and I was not allowed the solace of joining them! Instead, I'm here with a heartbeat and a desire for blood that is even stronger than the worst of you lot!. Maybe I'm not even a vampire. Maybe all I am is just a freak! I’m a monster!! That's how I feel all of the time anyways."Andrev chuckles and shakes his head.
"No my dear. You are most definitely vampire. You know that we've had your blood tested, and the only things we could find in your blood is the vampire viruses. You've got untapped potential. You radiate like a beacon of hope for the rest of us, because through you, we could find what we once were.”She sighs and nods slowly.
"Yeah, I know. The only reason why I wasn't executed for killing Bruno was because of what he'd done, not just to me, but to all of his other test subjects. That, and the council hopes that I'm able to procreate, and bring about a strain of day walkers, and bring back the vampire's ability to procreate if I can. Who knew so many vamps want to have kids. It's a little surprising."Andrev shrugs and sweeps a stray lock of her hair from her shoulder.
"Some believe that if we could once again procreate, that our desire for progeny will lessen. But all we can do is wait and see."Andrev takes her hand and holds it gently, bringing it to his lips.
"It is time I said adieu my dear. One of these days, you simply must invite me in for a drink."She throws her head back and chuckles.
"Now you know that will never happen. I live with humans, and the thought of waking up to any of my friends with a pair of fangs in their throats, you know I'd have to hunt down everyone involved and rip out their spines by taking my fist and shoving it down their throats to reach it, so know that you will never see the inside of my home."Andrev chuckles, but Gothika lifts a finger and winks.
"However... If the next time you intend to drop by, you give me some warning with a phone call, I'll make sure to have a bottle of very good blood wine for us to sip on while you're here on the roof."Andrev grins, showing all of his fangs, and he bows slowly.
"Perhaps I shall take you up on that offer. Or, I may invite you out for a drink of live. I do know a very nice place where they serve willing virgins. And before you ask, yes they're of legal age. How they find them in this town, I have no idea, but they do."Her eyes flash an intense ice blue at the prospect, and a low growl from her lips doesn't cover the roaring of her stomach as she hears his offer. He laughs and shakes his head.
"I take that as your acceptance. Imati dobar večer, draga moja. Do sljedećeg puta. Have a good evening, my dear. Until next time."He turns towards the edge of the roof, steps up on ledge and steps off to plunge to the dark night, and instead, floats in the open air off the edge of the roof. He waves before plunging into the night below. She chuckles and shakes her head as she reaches for the door and whispers out as the scene fades out.
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