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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 11, 2006 8:44:26 GMT -5
A hunter stood in an alleyway, ever vigilant with his blessed rifle and bottle of holywater. He looked in all directions seeing nothing. A shadow sped over the building gap above him, then shot down behind him. The shadow towered over him initially, but then grew to a greater size when it stood up from it's crouch. The hunter seemed unknowing of the beast that stood behind him. The shadowy figure, placed his hand on the neck of the hunter who died several seconds later.
Malix stepped from the alley, licking the blood off of his hand. He smirked to the shadows, not seeing any mortals around. His three voices boomed in the darkness. "Too easy the mortals make it..." His claws then gripped onto a building, as he climbed up it with grace.
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Post by cameo on Sept 11, 2006 19:24:37 GMT -5
Cameo walked slowly down the road, cast in moonlight, she had to, as she was carrying the dead weight of a drunken student, leaning on her shoulder.
Cameo sighed, she longed to be at home, with a mug of tea and Keats open in front of her, but no-one else cared for these people, so she did.
She grunted slightly and shifted the student's weight.
Sometimes she thought her compassionate heart would be the death of her...
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 11, 2006 19:30:59 GMT -5
A Hunter came out of the alleyway across from her, holding a Crossbow to her. Before his finger could press down the trigger button Malix,in a blur, fell down atop of him and drained his corps with all three of his mouths. His hands easily ripped apart the corpse, his blood red eyes staring across the street at the ShadowWing vampire and her student. Three voices steadily spoke. "The Hunter becomes the prey.. Malix has rid you of that plague..." His voice frightening and omnipresent.
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Post by cameo on Sept 11, 2006 19:49:40 GMT -5
Cameo froze slightly as she heard the voice...oh dear gosh...why her? Why tonight of all nights, when she had one of her young charges with her? She calmly set the drunkard down against a wall and turned around to face Malix.
She was glad it was dark.
Even then, he wasn't easy on the eyes.
"I-I thank you f-for that...Malix." she said, her voice clear, even if it quavered slightly.
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 11, 2006 19:58:15 GMT -5
Malix's three voices rang out. "Do not fear Malix... Malix will not harm Malix's own... Unless my own doth mean to harm me." It was true he was a fearesome beast, but he was a creature of Terrible Beauty, most froze in awe at his terrible sight. Malix then smirked. "But does not Elios have a warrent out for me?" The three voices spoke. "Tell that Wraith, He will die next if he does not take that warrent back..."
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Post by cameo on Sept 11, 2006 20:07:53 GMT -5
Cameo stood up straighter, she would die to defend her love.
"I do not fear you...you just startled me..as for Elios, why would you harm him? He is only looking out for the good of the people...if you harm him...Y-you will have me to deal with..."
She swallowed nervously, her eyes filled with a spark of challenge, then she saw the blood, and a frown of kindness furrowed her brow,
"You're hurt?"
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 11, 2006 20:13:27 GMT -5
Malix had a bolt stuck in the back of his arm, blood trickling down it. "So I am." He then heard the click of a Crossbow. He turned around, his arm shooting out like a Stretch Armstrong toy, grabbing the Hunter by the neck. He then pulled him back, his eyes looking to Cameo. "You see this? By simply holding him Malix can drain his blood... but why should Malix stop the pain so soon..." Two fingers moved to the mortals face, his hands deforming it like clay. His hands then deformed his entire body slowly and surely. When he was done the once hunter now looked like a Hell Hound. "There..." He chuckled. "Malix likes this hunters new form..."
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Post by cameo on Sept 11, 2006 20:22:34 GMT -5
Cameo stared at the poor creature, and came forwards, she placed a hand over the deformed face, and breathed over it, praying, then she fished around in her bag and produced a small bottle containing and blue-ish white liquid, she dripped it over the face, mixing it with her own tears.
The human was restored, and ran off, scared witless.
Cameo looked calmly up at Malix,
"Whatever your past life, whatever your past treatment, you should not do such things...you have such power over men...and they know it...and the fact that you could..not will maim them...and then release them with only a warning- now that is real power, for real power comes only through mercy."
She then, after a moment's hesitation, reached out and touched his arm,
"Now, let us have a look at that wound."
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 11, 2006 22:14:18 GMT -5
Malix's arm bent back, grabbing her wrist. "You have undone Malix's art... I have forgotten the understanding of the word ..Mercy.." His monstrous face had a smug look on it. His other hand touched her forehead. "Elios... will take the contract off of my head... or.." He smirked, one fledgline wing stretching out. "I will deform his precous assistant..." His hands started to move the flesh of her body. "By the time Melix is done.. you will a peice of Melix's art."
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Post by cameo on Sept 12, 2006 17:09:48 GMT -5
Cameo cried out as he grabbed her wrist, but she looked boldly up at him,
"Do what you want to me, I do not care for myself, I did not come through flames, religious hatred, plagues, sufferings and heart ache just to be bullied by some over grown ghoul with a sadistic sense of art."
She then calmed down and said,
"But nor will I let you bleed to death, I don't care what you do to me, but let me look after you first."
She placed a free hand over the bolt in his arm,
"Now, this may hurt a bit," she warned him, then in one swift movement, she yanked it free and placed a linen swab with salt and hollyhox in it, to avoid infection.
"There." she said, even in a time of need, when her own life was in danger, she could not stop her maternal urges. She had known the ultimate Love and now she had to show it to others.
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 12, 2006 19:55:07 GMT -5
Malix smirked, eyes traversing over the darkness. "Elios will listen...to Malix." He then crafted his wings into a sort of backpackish limb, placing her in it. He then began to scale one of the buildings into the darkness of the night. "Malix will not be hunted... Malix means no harm to own kind.. The hunters I kill for you... but you try to kill Malix."
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Post by cameo on Sept 13, 2006 18:26:40 GMT -5
Cameo rolled her eyes, first she had supported a drunkard, now she was stuck with a madman! Typical Saturday night!
"Put me down Malix!" she yelled with all her might, but to no avail.
Meanwhile, down below, the drunken student, had sobered quickly up- Malix had that effect on people, and sprinted down the streets- he had to find Elios and tell him what had happened...
(OOC: Shall we start up a new thread for this?)
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 13, 2006 19:12:45 GMT -5
Malix violently shook his head, as his figure moved gracefully, rooftop to rooftop over the darkness of the city. "Malix needs to not be hunted by all.. Malix will destroy Malix's enemies... if it is neccessary that means you..."
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Post by cameo on Sept 14, 2006 15:51:35 GMT -5
Cameo rolled her eyes, for the hundredth time...
"I am not going to hurt you, I detest bloodshed, yes, I know, I'm a vampiress...it's a long story..."
She looked down to see that they were quite high up, and she felt strangely dizzy.
"W-where are you taking me?" she asked, trying not to let her voice quaver.
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Post by Elios Vorte on Sept 18, 2006 18:54:27 GMT -5
Malix's large form lept into a dark warehouse. He set her down in the room. "My.. hideout... and don't think of leaving..." Several monstrous beings, all once human, stepped from the shadows to greet her. "If you leave... they will hunt you down... and tear you apart." He chuckled, the three voices simaltanous. "Elios will call off the hunt."
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