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Rory kept inside the warmth of her coats, she HATED cold weather with a fiery passion; mostly because that's what she was, fire. She sunk her eyes to the ground as she bundled up more, wishing it wasn't so cold in the graveyard so she could visit her mother in peace.
Marcus sat in the tree at the top of the graveyard a leg dangling off the branch as he held his sword in its sheeth up by his chest and stared at the grave under him from where he sat in the tree.Seth stood on the corner in the street of the city as he passed vampires, witches, and many other ghoules. He kept his sunglasses on and his hat over his head. His jacket zipped up to cover his mouth.
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Rory stood, and looked around, she saw no humans and threw out her arms in relief; "Damnit it's too cold!" Fire wrapped around her arms and her body, not touching her, but keeping a perfect silk-like flow around her, warming her from head to toe.
Rory stood, and looked around, she saw no humans and threw out her arms in relief; "Damnit it's too cold!" Fire wrapped around her arms and her body, not touching her, but keeping a perfect silk-like flow around her, warming her from head to toe.
She giggled as the ghost told her more and more as she made her way towards the center of the graveyard.
Rory looked up and saw someone walking towards them, she sniffed the air but couldn't tell what this girl was; so she let the flames die out and she dropped back to the cold ground to look at the grave some more.
Demin and the spirit both noticed someone in the graveyard and stopped moving and talking. She waved her hand and dismissed the ghost, she jumped a large tree that leaned over the graveyard and looked down trying to see who was there.
((lol))She gasped slightly "W-who....?" she climbed out of the tree and jogged over to the gate, "Who was that....?"
She stuck out her tongue and walked out of the graveyard muttering about men and their dissapearing acts.
Seth could smell all the people around the graveyard but he decided to just walk around in the woods instead. Marcus stood on the tree branch and then he took off into the air his dark black wings behind him as he flew swiftly through the air looking for his next victim.
Marcus saw Adriana from above and he landed a few tombstones away his wings gone and he put his sword on his back to where it was less visable, "...why are you apologizing to a dead soul?" he asked curiously looking at her unable to understand.
Demin walked into the woods and began running laughing a child-like laugh and doing cart-wheels. She paused after a while and knelt down, she took a deep breath and murmured something softly, a shadowy figure rose out of the ground.
"Thomas, tell me all about this places, and bring me who ever is following me. " she said softly smiling.
ღஐღArαxιαღஐღ wrote: "Adriana sighed, then nodded. "I did..." she muttered. but I didn't want to, this stupid sorcerer guy takes over me at some random times, and he made me kill them. she thought to him."Marcus closed his eyes, "i see....." he said. "id tell you about myself but the problem is i dont really remember anything from today" he said his eyes almost emotionless. "....i think ive been asleep for many years...but im not sure" he said. "ill i remember is my name...Marcus" he said.
Marcus looked at her then at the tombstone, "if i may ask....can i help you?" he asked. "im not sure why im here or even...what im meant to do...but...i at least feel like i should help you....dont ask me why or how i think that....i just feel like im involved in this too" he said allowing his wings to come out again.
Zoey *Passion* wrote: "Alex got closer to listen to Demin talking. Who was Thomas?"Thomas appears behind Alex, "Excuse me sir, Ma'am would like to speak with you." Demin waited humming softly
Thomas lead him out into the open. "Thanks Thomas! You can go. " She waved her hand and Thomas sunk back into the ground. She looked at him smiling "Who are you?"
ღஐღArαxιαღஐღ wrote: "Adriana looked up at him, taking in his appearance. His golden-brown hair that fell on his eyes, that tall semi-muscular body, and those mysterious blue eyes. She smiled weakly and nodded. "Thank y..."Marcus shrugged, "no problem...not like i had anything else to do that i know of anyways" he said lightly.
ღஐღArαxιαღஐღ wrote: "Adriana chuckled lightly. "Well, the first thing that we have to do is find him... but I've never met him in my entire life though""Marcus thought for a moment, "do you...think you would be able to sense out his spirit if i gave you part of my powers?" he asked looking at her.
Zoey *I draw myself!!!* wrote: "He chuckled. "It'll be easy to find you." He promised, and turned into a bird, flying off into the night."She sighed and called back Thomas and walked deeper into the woods
Marcus watched after her and then suddenly something told him he should follow. His large wings expanded and he flew after her swiftly through the air.
Marcus blinked lightly confused as to why she was going back. He shrugged and then just stood there noticing her silvery eyes. He smirked lightly and he wasnt sure why. He put his hand on his sword lightly by reflex in case he needed it.
Marcus walked over even without her having to use the magic, "what?" he asked his eyes cold and unemotional. He could tell she wasnt herself so he kept himself on guard.
Marcus pulled out his sword and easily deflected it the same expression on his face, "and who might you be? I know you are not adriana" he said staring this new personality down harshly. His black wings coming around him and part of his wings became his black clothing. His fangs extended lightly and his hair then covered his left eye. He was now in his true form.
Marcus looked at them and then he moved his wings out and broke the chains like they were nothing, "....im not a weakling" he said. "you cant hurt me with mere chains and black magic" he said. He crossed his arms lightly over his chest after sheithing his sword in the blink of an eye.
Marcus let the dagger sink into his ab muscles. A small line of blood ran down from his mouth. He just smirked, "to bad...you missed vital organs...even though i have none...i dont even own a heart" he said. "im a god of death...this much i know about myself....and gods of death cannot die" he said. He grabbed her head his hand covering over her face and his palm lit up, "now sleep" he said using his power to make her obey his command, "sleep and do not arise until this bodies true owner named Adriana's soul awakens" he said and then pulled her hand away from the dagger and took it out his wound healing lightly to where it was nothing more than a mere scratch.
Marcus caught her and smiled lightly, "your fine now" he whispered lightly. Then he picked her up in his arms like how a knight holds a princess and he walked into town and into his apartment and layed her down on the bed in his room lightly and he walked into the other room as she slept and he went into his human form and went onto the balcony and pulled out a cigarette and lit it lightly.
Marcus walked in after a little while the cigarette in his mouth lightly as he looked through the mail he had gotten as he sat on the couch and crossed one leg over the other as he opened them one by one.
Marcus smiled to her, "thats good...i thought you would never be ourself again....that other person was such a pain" he said. "i even had to use my powers to make you fall asleep...and those moves were pretty weird....and why do you carry around that random dagger with you?" he asked. "you know it doesnt feel good when someone stabs you in the abs right?" he said as he chuckled lightly.



Demin walked through the graveyard, humming a tune under her breath. It was cold out and her breath made little clouds in front of her, she watched them drift in shapeless waves, dancing through the air and she watched the spiders in their webs. A translucent figure floated beside her and spoke in a raspy voice about each grave, short pieces of single events in the dead ones lives. She kept responding curiously yet listened to every noise around her.