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[I Don't Care] Lee&Mew -M-
This thread needs a mature warning tacked on here for gore and slight suggestive themes. Nothing too far in the red though, we promise. ^^ Name;; Camrin Vos Mawuli Age;; About 100 Species;; Ice Demon Appearance;; (Demon) He has white skin... Perfectly, pearly white. It's complimented with bright two tone hair and purple eyes. Body Type. He stands at an average 6'6. He has two smallish-horns sticking out from both sides of his head that are usually hidden by his hat. He also has a black forked tail. (Human) His hair is still the same strange colors. He just tells people he dyes it. His eyes are a normal icy blue as well. His complexion is still light, but... Not the extreme of his demon appearance. He wears more normal, but dark clothing in his human appearance. Sadly, he cannot hide his tail... He normally loops it through his belt loops of his pants. His horns are gone though. Clothing;; He wears normal looking clothing... Pants and long sleeves when he goes out because his skin is so pale and he doesn't want it to burn. He also wears a hat. He tends to wear darker colors, but it's not necessary. Personality;; He's not scared of much of anything... He's very sure of himself and he's soft spoken despite his loud personality. He's rather cold and he tries to keep to himself most of the time... He isn't shy about anything in his head or in other people's heads... He's not afraid to use the strength he'd worked his body up to because it comes in handy most of the time. He's outspoken when it comes to his thoughts, but it's odd for someone that has a normally light voice. Background;; His parents were both of the same race and they took care of him rather nicely. They were a family that was born into money on both sides... So, naturally when they died Cam was left with all of that. He has a rather nice home and a lot of money. But then he left that nice home behind and moved to America from Britain because he wanted a change of scenery... Not to mention, he had more than enough money for that. He decided to go back to school because he knew nothing of the Americas, pretty much. Name;; Aza Rebecca Hopkins Age;; Unknown Species;; Vampire Appearance;; She's rather short, only standing at about 5'1. Her hair is a light blonde with black streaks. Hair Style. Her eyes are bright green. She's pale, but not too pale. Clothing;; She almost always wears dark things. She tends to wear more girly things though. She wears dresses and tons of accessories. Dress possibility. Dress possibility. Dress possibility. Dress possibility. Outfit possibility. Choker. Boots. Small hairclip. Personality;; She's rather quiet and spends most of her time writing or drawing. She's drawn back from people most of the time because she mainly doesn't like them. If she's ever spoken to she usually tries to get it over with as quickly as possible... Just because she doesn't feel like keeping up a conversation. She's nervous when she's thrown into situations like that, but she can definitely manage most of the time. Background;; She's been a vampire for quite some time now and she's not afraid to feed off of humans. She does it often, actually... When she needs to feed. That would explain why she's gone back to high school. She's just trying to get closer to humans so that she can attempt to befriend some of them then betray them by feeding off of them. |
Name ;; Srashia (Goes by Sasha Morgret in human world.)
Age ;; 114 (Looks around 16-17) Species ;; Lesser Angel Appearance ;; She stands at an average height of 5'5", with lightly tanned skin and has very light mahogany colored hair that comes to the middle of her back. She has very soft features and has large icy-grey eyes. Doesn't cast a very strong presence as her work on Earth does not call for it. Dresses in trendy clothes, doesn't really have her own style. She also has wings, but she keeps them hidden/invisible. They are not very big as she is only a Lesser Angel, but they are large enough that she can fly and they are pure white. Personality ;; She is usually very quiet and doesn't tend to speak without being spoken to because of her position in Heaven. Her outward personality can seem cold and collected, but her true self is very quirky and spontaneous. She has learned to hide her true feelings however. She can also be slow, which gives her lots of grief from other angels. Background ;; Sasha was able to become blessed and turned into an angel when she died from an accident. She had been very kind and giving to those around her when she was still alive, mostly because she had an innocent mind and was gullible. She never realised when people were taking advantage of her. When she did become an angel she was honored, but she was not fit to be a warrior of any sort, instead she frequently goes to Earth on investigations of demons and the like. She is constantly looked down on by other angels because of her childlike qualities and her inability to become a strong warrior or anything else they consider needed. However they o recognise her redeeming quality of being an extremely giving and charitable person. She was sent down to Earth this time to investigate a minor detection of demon powers at a high school, but she and the other angels don't know that there is actually a high amount of demon activity in the school. Name ;; Draydon Illuise Species ;; Incubus Demon Age ;; 244 (Looks around 18, but can pass as someone in their early twenties.) Appearance ;; (Human) - Stands at a tall 6'2" and has a very strong but lithe build. Very toned and cut for what most consider the "perfect" body. He has medium to dark brown hair that is cut short and styled into a cut like http://menhair.info/wp-content/uploa...eyHair.jpg.jpg but a bit longer on the sides. He has dark green, almost black eyes and strong facial features. He dresses in simple clothes, usually consisting of t-shirts, jeans, jackets, sneakers. He doesn't like to overdo it with his clothes. (Demon) - When changing into his demon form, Draydon gains some muscle mass but not to the extreme. His hair turns black with bits of silver streaked into it and it grows out the back to right below his shoulders. His eyes also turn black and his skin, nails, and teeth take on a greyish tint. His veins stand out in places where the skin is thin, such as his face, neck, abdomen, the insides of his arms, and his hands and feet. Teeth and nails become sharper as well. While he has a large amount of strength and speed in his human form, he gains a lot more while in his true form. Personality ;; He is very confident and sure of himself. Will typically speak his mind to men, but holds his tongue to women that he is interested in seducing so that he does not scare his prey away. Prides himself on his good looks but does not obssess over them since he is naturally attractive to women in order to seduce them. He does change with the times and trends but he still holds onto his own personal flare and style, not willing to change himself drastically for humans. Because of what he is he tends to have a sexual deviance and is not afraid to be "dirty" or do something society would frown upon. Background ;; He was born as an Incubus and has always been eager to seduce women and eventually kill them and/or feed off them. Was never ashamed or mad at what he is. He typically does not find human women to his liking beyond fulfilling his craving for his sexual desires, but he did once fall in love with one human woman. Because of her he does now sometimes question if he is truely happy with what he is, but he does not enjoy being moody or angsty so he mostly just ignores those feelings and continues on with what he is doing. He has come to the high school so that he can prey upon the young girls there. Of course he cannot simply entice and kill any girl at random, so he is having fun first before he starts his attack. |
It wasn't going to be the best day of her life and she knew it. As Aza got up, she was shaking lightly. She didn't like the idea of going to school, but her father said it would be a good cover for her if she wanted to continue to feed on humans... And she really did want to. Though, she was always so nervous when she was around humans and didn't intend on eating them or anything. She was so nervous to be going to high school... Thankfully, though, she had been turned into a vampire at a young age and could always blend in with the younger groups... Though, she did dress differently than the rest of the people. She always wore proper things that women wore back in the Victorian era... Only she added a little bit of modern themes to it... She didn't like to wear long dresses. She always wore shorter dresses... Because they were much more comfortable to her. Her style of clothing always earned her strange looks though... So, she always kept her head down when she walked... Getting up from bed, she walked into her bathroom and took a quick shower. She got out and dried her hair, blow drying it so it would stay straight and parted correctly. She then turned to her closet and found a white dress with a black bodice. She pulled it over herself, making sure it hid her under clothing well and then laced it in the back carefully. She sighed and pulled her hair back, unable to contain her bangs so they fell into her face. She placed her hair clip into her hair and then sat down on her bed. She then pulled on her choker and made sure none of her hair got caught under it. The last thing she needed to do to get ready was to find her boots and pull them on as well. Thankfully, she was able to manage that with ease. She walked out of her room and then downstairs in her pretty much windowless house. She then reached the living room and walked into her Dad's lab. She peaked around the corner to see if he was busy. It didn't appear so and she stepped into it, keeping her head down and her hands folded before her. "Aza... Did you take your medicine last night, like I asked?" he asked her as he looked up from the book he was reading. He'd created a drug that would allow them to walk in the daylight and it had been well testing. It would last plenty long enough for her to go to school today. She just had to make sure she took it everyday before she went to sleep... Maybe it would actually get her on a normal human schedule. He was hoping it would because he figured it was hard for her to sleep last night. "Of course I did, father," Aza said with a nod and then a small bow towards him. She then looked up and smiled at him softly. "I don't want to disappoint you, so I made sure to take it before I went to bed. I'm prepared for this task, even though I don't really like the idea of being around that many humans..." She really didn't want to go to school and see that many people she could feed off of... Though, she'd been around a lot of people and not tried to feed so it wasn't really a problem. "Good then. I'll see you when you get back then," her father said with a nod and a wave of his hand. He watched as Aza stepped forward and kissed him on the cheek lightly as her goodbye. She then turned and walked out, grabbing her notebook and pen to go with her. She also grabbed her sketch pad and drawing pencil incase she were able to have time to sketch. She then walked out of the door and began the six block walk to the school her Dad had chosen. When she finally got there, she was very glad because she was starting to get a little nervous about being under the sun that long... Though, that was understandable. She sighed softly as she stepped through the doors and quickly found the office, avoiding the gaze of the other students. She knew they were realizing she was a new student and she also knew she would probably end up getting a lot of attention today. She didn't like that idea at all... The lady in the office welcomed her and gave her the schedule. Aza took it and thanked the woman before she turned to walk back out of the same door she came in,wondering what she'd gotten herself into with this. |
It had been such a long time since Srashia had been among human beings and she was actually beginning to feel nervous as she stood in front of the large school building.
Her work usually required her to stealthily scout areas from a distance, never hving to interact with anyone. But this time she was supposed to infiltrate a high school and find out where the demon energies were coming from. Obviously it shouldn't be a hard job or require any sort of fighting, or else the real angels would have been assigned to it. Srashia was never good for a true warrior angel since she could rarely bring herself to any osrt of violence. She sighed and brushed the front of her frilly pale pink shirt in a nervous motion. She shook her thick light-mohagany hair before walking towards the front entrance of the school. My name is Sasha Morgret. I am sixteen years old and attending my first day at this high school. I wish to make friends and learn... she repeated to herself as she walked up the stone walkway to the front door. She pushed open the door and went towards the front office to retrieve her schedule. A pretty girl was walking out of the office before she entered and she stepped back so that the girl had space to walk past her. Sasha nodded to the girl who may not have even noticed her before walking into the office herself. |
Just as she walked out of the office, she almost ran into another person. She bowed her head when the girl stopped to let her by and then she continued to walk, looking down at her schedule and school map as she did so. She knew that if she were actually alive, then her heart would be beating so very fast right now. She was beyond nervous to say the least and it caused her to gulp loudly. She then looked up to figure out where she was and she stopped against one of the walls by a hallway. Thankfully the school wasn't all that big, so she was able to figure it out quickly. She turned the map in the right direction in her hands and then she looked back at her schedule. Her first class started in five minutes and it wasn't that far away. She was glad of that because she didn't want to be late on her first day here... She would find that insanely rude, but probably dismissible since she was in fact a new student and wasn't aware of the whereabouts of all her classes. The class was easy to find and she walked up to the teacher, looking up at him, feeling rather intimidated. She told him her name and that she was a new student and he nodded his head smiling at her. He pointed her to a seat and she walked over to it, laying her notebooks down on the top of it. She sat down in the seat after she smoothed the bottom of her dress down to make sure it wouldn't ride up too much when she sat down. She then looked up some to inspect her surroundings, rather nervously. |
When Sasha entered the office and saw the friendly woman sitting behind the large desk she felt her nerves instantly dissolve. The warmth of other people always made her feel serene and eased away any fear or nervousness she may hold.
She walked up to the desk and smiled back at the woman and told her that she was transferring to this school and handed her the fake transfer papers she was given before she came down to Earth. After studying the forms for a minute the woman looked back up at Sasha and said,"Ok then dear, here is your class schedule, school map, and information packet about all of the rules of our school." She handed her the stack of papers and Sasha turned around and left the office after thanking her warmly. Her first class wasn't too far away from the front office and she found it rather easily. The teacher made her introduce herself to the class before sitting down at an empty desk and Sasha did so eagerly. She was still smiling as she sat down at her desk; she was so entranced in practically being human again that her original objective was fogged in the back of hr mind. -- The alarm was buzzing loudly against Draydon's ears as he laid in bed. Groaning loudly, he reached over to pick up his clock, noticing that he was quite late for school. He slowly sat up, not really caring about the late time, and turned off his alarm. Draydon figured he might as well just go to school today... he felt as though something was pulling him there... enticing him to see what it could be. He had been at this dumb high school for months... and no females there interested him. There were plenty attractive ones, sure, but that was about it. He wanted a satisfying chase... nothing was satisfying about an easy lay and a quick meal. He liked to savor the hunt, and that required the type of girl that could hold his interest, not just his eye. He got up out of bed and went to his restroom to get ready for the day. He took a long shower and leisurely got dressed and groomed. When he finally left his apartment several blocks away from the school he was a good thrity minutes late for his first class. Draydon squinted up at the morning sun, wondering what could have dragged him out of bed today when months at this place could barely get him to stay. |
The class was fairly boring actually... Seeing as how her father had taught her pretty much everything that she needed to know for this class... It was just a simply History class and people were impressed by her knowledge when she'd been a home schooled student. She admitted that when the entire class was in and the teacher made her come up to the front of the class to introduce herself. She'd not liked that at all, especially not since she had such a low voice that she had to repeat some things... Though, she quickly got over it and rushed back to her seat. Pretty much everything the teacher said was ignored by Aza and she only paid attention when he asked a question... She would always know the answer to it, but she didn't answer all of them at least. She was leaning on her hand as she stared down at her sketch pad, she she was in the back of the room instead of the front. That meant she could sketch all she wanted in this class... Her favorite things to do were sketch and write... So, this was perfect for her... As she looked up at the clock, she wondered how long this class was. She quietly pulled out her schedule and discovered that it was an hour and a half long. That made her silently groan. She forgot this was block schedule and she only had four classes... She didn't like that thought because she didn't want to sit in one place for very long... But she had to deal and that was the sad truth. ----- For the third time, his alarm went off. He simply turned it off though. Cam knew he didn't want to go to class today and he wasn't going to torture himself by hearing the alarm go off several times... He just felt like sleeping today and that was what he was going to do. He shifted in his bed slightly and pulled his blankets up some more. He would just make sure to not be late tomorrow because he was sure he would hear something about being late for football practice. |
Sasha spent most of her first class staring dumbly at the board filled with strange equations that she had never heard of. Math had not been so advanced when she died around one hundred years ago.
When the teacher asked her a question she would answer it the best she could but all she earned were laughs from her fellow classmates. Her face would turn red and she would hide under the heavy math book she was given by the teacher at the start of class. "This is going to be a long day.." she mumbled to herself, losing her enthusiasm steadily. -- By the time Draydon got to school the first class was nearly over, so he just sat outside in front of the school and waited until he heard the bell ring. He was curious in what made him so eager to get to school... it had to be something big as he usually never felt a pull so strong. The other members of the football team yelled to him when they saw him standing around outside. They asked him annoying questions such as "Why weren't you at practice?" and "Why didn't you come chill with me and the guys last weekend?" Draydon hated all of this human bullshit and could easily snap all of these children's necks; which he frequently felt like doing. However, instead of committing mass murder in front of the school he just grinned and replied in the friendliest way he could. He and his group of "friends" walked inside the school, many of them sharing his second class. He was constantly looking around without realizing it, and didn't catch himself until one of the football players said something to him. After that his eyes still didn't quit darting around at the other students, as if they had their own will and were searching for something incredibly important. |
When the class was over, Aza was more than happy to close her sketch pad and stand up. Sadly, she waited for all of the other students to leave before she did, ignoring the people that tried to get her attention. She figured they were just interested in getting to know the new girl... and she didn't really want that. It would be much better to not know the people you could potentially eat... She was hoping she would be a lot less shy after a week here and then she could try to draw people in and then feed off of them. Though, that was something she would have to be careful about... And sometimes she was scared of killing people, hence why she usually shared her meals that her father killed for them. She was just not used to it sometimes... But when she was in the mood to kill someone and didn't care anymore, she would give it all she had... And that was when she liked herself much more. She liked confidence a lot and it was an attractive characteristic to her... So, of course she would like her more confident self a lot more. Finally everyone was out of the room and the teacher stopped her for a moment to tell her how impressed he was by her knowledge. She just smiled lightly and nodded her head before she left the room. She then looked down at her schedule and saw that her next class wasn't that far away from this one... It was just a simple science class. She sighed softly as she made her way to the main hallway, feeling overwhelmed by the amount of people there to go to their second class. |
The math equations were still making Sasha dizzy when she walked out of her first class. She nearly ran right into another student who gave her a cross look, and she apologized before shaking her head to clear it.
She looked down at her schedule and noticed that her next class was english, which perked her back up as she had loved reading when she was human. There was no way this class could be as miserable as the first one. Sasha hummed cheerily to herself and practically skipped to her next class which, as she had thought, went by easily and enjoyably as all the literature discussed were some of her favorite books back when she was alive. -- Throughout most of Draydon's second class he just sat twirling his mechanical pencil in his fingers, letting his science partners work on the lab for the day. They just let him do as he wished, obviously too scared of him to say anything to him about his apathy. Just like the last time he had been out in the hall, Draydon's eyes were constantly darting around searching for something until he got to his next class. He was quite disappointed when he didn't find anything different about the school so far, and when he got to his desk in his creative writing class he stuck his chin in the palm of his hand, sticking out his bottom lip in a childish pout. |
The science class was insanely easy, until they got to the math aspect of it. She was never good at math at all... But when she realized how insanely easy and everything it was, she didn't mind at all anymore. It was always the same thing every time and she breezed through this class just as easily. That made her happy that she had two really easy classes. She was also happy that she didn't have to introduce herself to the teacher. She did it for her and didn't make her say anything about herself. That was much better, so she was much happier when she left the room. She was even happier when she realized her next class was a Creative Writing class and her class after that was art. She quickly made her way to the Creative Writing class and walked in through the door, pretty much beaming at the teacher. She walked over to him and introduced herself to him and he told her what seat was free. She walked over to it and looked down at her things, feeling slightly nervous as she looked around the room at some of the unfamiliar faces. Her second class had a lot of the same people as her first class, but this one only had about two that she'd seen so far... |
When the short girl walked into the class Draydon's eyes immediately darted up so that he was seeing her. He could feel his pulse rising... she was the reason he felt such a pull to come to school today. His lips stretched into a murderous grin, immensely happy that he finally found someone worth while at this damned place. He wasn't sure what it was about her, but something about her was making Draydon nearly shake with delight. He composed himself before anyone in the room could have noticed the look that came upon his face when she walked in.
She only sat a few seats away from him, a little to the back. He normally would have moved in slowly, but he had been waiting far too long in one place and he was much too eager to have another hunt. This girl's pull was far too strong. He paid no attention to the class for the hour and a half that he was in it for; he was busy thinking up various ways that he could corner this new prey. He nearly hopped out of his chair when the bell rang to leave class for lunch, but he wasn't going to act like an idiot. He needed to calm down and think of this as any other chase. He needed to stop thinking about how long it had been since he'd had a good one. Instead of leaving class to go to lunch right away, he stayed back in class and walked over to the short girl, intending to walk her to her next class. |
As she sat in the back of the room and slightly paid attention to what the teacher had to say, Aza could feel that someone in the room was interested in her. She wasn't sure if she liked that or not because it was such a strange feeling. Her eyes were flitting around the room, trying to figure out who it was that was making her feel this way. Since she wasn't very powerful, she knew there was no way she could detect it at all... She really wanted to figure it out though because it was driving her insane... When the bell rang, it made her jump. The thing she had next was lunch. How insignificant... She didn't need lunch at all... She shook her head and sighed as she watched the people leave the room, chatting about what would be for lunch and everything... She didn't eat, so of course she didn't need to go to lunch. She didn't want to sit in there with all of those feasting humans. How awkward would that be? Then when she stood up, a rather tall and attractive looking human walked over to her. She looked up at the solid tower before her, slightly intimidated to the point that she was almost sure he wasn't human at all... But then she knew that was silly. Of course he was. There was no way he could be any different. She just swallowed heavily and continued to look up at him as she slowly fumbled with her things. |
This girl seemed very nervous, which made Draydon laugh internally. He loved watching girls squirm, it was quite enjoyable.
He offered his hand to take her books for her. "You must be new here, since I've never seen you around," he said to her casually. He looked her over quickly and was pleased by what he saw. She had a very dainty and feminine feeling about her, but there was a gothic edge to her as well. Draydon sensed something off about her too, but he couldn't place what it was... |
Looking at his hand, she shook her head and shuffled uncomfortable. She didn't want him to carry her books for her, if that was what he was offering. She was more than capable of doing that... And she's only been given a science book today as it was... And then she had her sketch pad and single notebook. It wasn't heavy. "Yes... This is my first day..." Aza said in her normal, soft voice. She wasn't very loud as it was and that was probably obvious since her voice didn't shake at all. She was only nervous to have someone talking to her... And there be pretty much no way around him to get out of it. She didn't like that and it made her fidget with things... Lots of things. |
Draydon frowned when she refused his help with her books, but said nothing.
She was obviously nervous about this whole situation, perhaps she wasn't the type who you could come right up to and get a response... Draydon knew better than to force himself onto a girl this early in the game who didn't want to be friendly, that would scare her away. "Alright, well I can tell you'd rather be by yourself. But hopefully it won't be that way for long," he said to her with a wink. A little flirting never hurt. Draydon grinned at her before turning his back to her and walking out of the classroom and towards the cafeteria for lunch. |
The wink took her by surprise and caused her to turn her head down. She waited for him to leave the room and she sighed softly. She wasn't sure how she felt about this situation at all... Though, it could possibly be a good thing if she wanted to feed off of someone... He was bound to have friends or something he hated. If she got close to him then she could pick off his friends and everything... That thought made her feel better about this. A lot better... So, she walked out of the room after some thought and made her way to the main hallway. She simply sat down on one of the benches, not wanting to go into the lunchroom at all. Lunch wasn't that long anyway. She pulled out her sketch pad and decided to do a little sketching in there. She was just simply sketching a woman right now, drawing the curve of her face and the long eyelashes. She would sketch the most random things and her sketchpad was almost full. |
The day had been extremely pleasing to Sasha as she walked down the hall to get to the cafeteria. She had made a few friends in her last class and they told her to look for them in the lunchroom. She would have walked with them there but the teacher had wanted to talk to her after class for a couple minutes.
There seemed to be nothing evil at this school from what Sasha could tell, except for tha math class. She shivered at the thought and entered the cafeteria, not actually needing to eat but eager to taste human food once again. And there her newfound friend were, waving at her from a crowded table with smiles. There's just no way anything evil could be at this school... Sasha thought to herself again as she passed by the large table filled with all of the football players. -- He was still wondering if he left even intrigue about himself for the new girl to come seek him out herself. Since he'd already greeted her once her couldn't go up to her again as if he was seeking her out. That would come off as if he was stalking her every move, which in turn was a definite put-off. He just had to wait and see how the cards would fall. Lunch seemed to only take a few minutes of the day and when the bell rang Draydon walked away from the table he always sat at with a few blabbering horny girls following him to his next class. Idiot girls like these could have been easy prey and he could have moved on from this place in a week, but he didn't like his chase to be so easy. Sometimes he would be in the mood for such a thing but not when he went through the trouble as posing as a fellow high school student so that he could blend in. This new girl would be his goal now, and the whining girls who followed his every step would continue to be ignored. Lucky for them. His next class was art and he was pleasantly surprised when he saw the tiny girl sitting at the table he was assigned to. This would be the perfect opportunity. He quickly went to his seat which was right next to her and sat down. |
The sketch was coming along nicely when she realized that lunch was done. She closed the book and sighed, taking one last glance at hr perfectly drawn eyes and then she made her way towards where she figured art was. She made it there no problem and looked around the room, feeling completely at home here. It even smelled of art. She closed her eyes for a moment and breathed in. She smiled instantly and slinked into the room, eyes set on the female art teacher. She hunched her shoulders lightly as she looked up at the significantly taller woman. Though, sadly, she was shorter than pretty much everyone on the planet... And she was shorter than everyone she'd seen at this school too. She knew she was tiny and it made her feel intimidated at times, but she knew she could break the neck of any of these people in the blink of an eye. She was tiny, but she wasn't helpless in the least bit... Which really helped with her self esteem problems sometimes... The woman was more than glad to hear her introduction and she pointed to the only open chair in the entire place. Aza turned and looked over there and her smile faded for a moment when she realized who she was supposed to sit beside. She looked down for a moment and then hunched her shoulders again, looking up at the teacher. She smiled again and thanked her before walking over to where she was supposed to sit for this class... Placing her things on the top of the table, she smoothed her skirt down over her bottom and sat in the chair, keeping her focus on her things. She pulled out her sketching pencil and opened her sketch pad, going over the light work she'd done on the woman's lips to make them darker and much more defined. She wanted to make it look like she was busy or something and couldn't talk or anything. |
The last class of the day looked to be a visual arts class. Sasha sighed. She had never been much of a creative person. Even when it came to literature she was never the one who did any writing; reading was her passion. You didn't have to be very creative to read.
But she knew she couldn't do anything about having such a class so she just gathered up her things and headed in the direction of the classroom. When she arrived there weren't a lot of people sitting down at the large wooden tables arranged neatly throughout the room. Sasha just sat down at an empty one in the center of the room and observed the few others in the class. She was trying to scan for any sort of malevolence in the area but all she could pick up was a small buzzing, which good most definitely be angry or hateful thoughts coming from ordinary humans. Sasha never knew why humans had the need to think such things, and how they could allow themselves to. When she was still a human herself she would sometimes think something hurtful towards another person but she immediately corrected herself and prayed for her negative thoughts to be repented. In any case, Sasha wasn't picking up anything that she could be sure was a demon of some sort, so she just took out a small notepad and starting drawing random curves and lines on the back of it. -- As Draydon sat down next to the girl he could see that she was busy trying to look busy. He let out a small chuckle. She was definitely the shy and retiring type. She didn't want anyone to pay attention to her and wanted to be left alone as much as possible. So be it, Draydon would let her be for now. He would have to make sure that he could lure her to him without any real direct contact. He sat facing away from her and watched as the art teacher gave instructions on what they would be doing today. |
Insanely happy that she was going to be left alone, Aza sighed heavily and then looked up at the teacher. She stopped hunching over the table now, knowing she needed to pay attention to her right now. She really enjoyed art, so she wanted to listen to everything the woman had to say. She was simply enthralled in what the assignment was, knowing she would do more than excel in anything this woman could give her. She had been drawing, sketching, and painting for a really long time now... So, she had some skills to say the least. |
When the teacher began speaking it took Sasha a minute to hear her. When she finally realized that the teacher was giving instructions she took her eyes off of her notepad and listened carefully to the assignment.
Apparently the class was to draw a self portrait, in any way they wished. Sasha sighed internally, knowing that her drawing wouldn't be a very good one. But she took the sheet of paper the teacher handed her and took out a box of crayons she had put in her bag. Sasha loved the colors and the smell of the wax sticks, and she had always envied the human children she would observe who colored with them. Back when she was alive there were no Crayola crayons, and this would be the first time that she could use them. She hummed quietly to herself as she looked in the small mirror provided by the teacher and started to draw herself with a gold-colored crayon. - - Apparently the assignment for that day was to draw a self portrait, in any medium you chose. Draydon was never very interested in art, and this class was always long and boring to him. Nonetheless, he picked up a black marker and began to draw his face as he saw it in the mirror. Even though he didn't care for art, it didn't mean he couldn't make it. Being a demon gave you all kinds of skills and his steady hand and focused mind allowed him to be able to draw his likeness fairly easily. He finished the picture in about ten or fifteen minutes and promptly leaned back in his chair, gazing out of his peripheral vision at how the girl next to him was doing. She obviously wasn't a stranger to the arts, he noticed when he saw how comfortable she was with a pencil in her hand. |
Honestly, Aza was in awe when the woman said you could draw it in any medium you chose. Of course she was going to draw with a pencil. She lovedto sketch so much, so it only made sense to her. She loved to shade and everything with it, so she was really looking forward to this. She didn't need the mirror at all though... It wasn't like she would be able to see anything in it at all... So, it was useless to her. She just flipped it upside down on the table and began her sketch. She finished it quickly and accurately in about thirty minutes... The sketch had stolen her mind so heavily that she hadn't realized the male beside of her was done already. She looked down at her sketch and put her finishing touches on the choker around her neck before sighing softly. She was done with it and she was insanely proud of it... Especially the way she got the thick eyeliner lines around her eyes so perfectly. She smiled down at her sheet of paper and then leaned back in her chair a little. |
Draydon looked down at the girl's drawing after she finished. It was quite good and he hadn't seen her even glance at her mirror.
"That's pretty good," he said to her, studying the drawing. He leaned forward towards her so that he could get a better look. It was a little strange of him to be actually interested but he didn't expect to find such a good artist at a mere high school level. Her skills equaled that of a master. She must be some sort of prodigy or something. "You should think about pursuing this," he told her jokingly with a flash of his white teeth. |
Shying away from the closeness, Aza looked down at her drawing as he analyzed it. It made her feel good that he thought it was good, but she really didn't think he needed to be quite this close for him to compliment her on her work. She swallowed the knot in her throat and then she hunched her shoulders slightly. She had really thought about pursuing this, but she really didn't have the... Inspiration? to do that. She sighed softly as that reentered her head and then she turned her attention back to Draydon. "Well... I don't really see this being something I could make a living out of," she said in her light voice and shook her head. |
Draydon glanced up at her and smirked.
"Don't take this the wrong way, but you don't look like someone who has money troubles," he told her. The way she carried herself and the fashionable, luxurious clothes she wore proved that her family must have money. He leaned away from her and crossed his arms. This seemed like the perfect opportunity for some introductions. "Just so you know, I'm Draydon Illuise," he told her with a neutral expression on his face. He still couldn't tell if she would be up for any sort of real chatter. Probably not. But hopefully she would at least introduce herself. He knew he had to play this game carefully... |
Glancing down at her lap, Aza sighed. Of course she didn't have money troubles... Her father was a rather famous and successful scientist... And he had plenty of money saved up for her and himself as well... And they also didn't have to spend money on food. Sometimes they would get transfusion blood from hospitals, but more times than those, they would pick off a poor human that no one would miss and feed off of him... She then shook those thoughts from her mind and glanced back up at the male that had properly introduced himself. "My name is Aza Rebbecca Hopkins..." she said with a small smile. |
"Interesting name. Nice to meet you," he said, still keeping his face emotionless.
Instead of trying to keep up a conversation with her he turned away from her and sat his chin on his palm, elbow on the table. The teacher was coming around to see how everyone was doing and as she came to their table she looked over Draydon's shoulder at his work. "Great as always Draydon. It's really too bad you don't have any interest in it," she said to him with a frown on her face. She turned over to Aza and glanced at her work as well. "Oh my gosh Miss Hopkins, that's an incredible portrait!" she exclaimed. She reached out to pick up the drawing to take a better look at it. "Yes, very nice..." she mused as she examined it further. |
When Draydon turned back, Aza's worries slipped out of her mind. She sighed softly and then looked down at her fidgeting hands in her lap. She knew she was just really shy today because it was her first day. After a few days here, she would be much better around people and she couldn't wait for that. She was already tired of being so damned shy. She closed her eyes for a moment and then looked back up at her portrait. She was scanning it to see if she needed to add anything to it, but she knew it was just perfect the way it was... She'd drawn herself many times and she'd also drawn her hair clip by itself enough that she knew what it was supposed to look like. Then she noticed the teacher coming around and she got instantly nervous. She closed her eyes, hoping that her portrait would be satisfactory. When she heard the exclamation from the woman, she knew it was all over. But then she heard the words and it made her feel great... Really great. "Thank you so much!" she said to the teacher with a bright smile. "Art is one of my passions... I draw all of the time." She then glanced to her sketch pad she had safely on the table. |
Draydon could see how happy she got when her art was complimented. It actually made him smile a bit. That smile of hers reminded him so much of her...
He shook his head furiously. How could he start thinking like that? He had done away with that woman, she shouldn't mean anything to him. He was an incubus; he seduced human females, had his way with them, and then fed off of them. His brow was furrowed in thought until he focused back on reality. The teacher continued to go around the classroom looking at everyone's portraits. She stopped at one girl and they both enjoyed a laugh, apparently the girl had drawn a very childlike picture of herself as an angel or something stupid like that. Draydon couldn't help but roll his eyes when it was exclaimed to the class. Then for a good deal of class the teacher came back to his and Aza's table to talk with her about her artwork. Aza seemed happy for all the attention her art was getting from the teacher. He was glad when the bell finally rang to release them from the school. He was getting quite hungry, in more ways than one. It would be a good thing to go out that night and find an eager female. He hadn't had a meal in months and he licked his lips as he walked out of the class, he couldn't wait. - - The teacher could tell that Sasha was no artist, but she thought her effort of an angelic portrait was cute to say the least. The day ended on a high note and by the time the final bell rang Sasha was smiling broadly. This class wouldn't be bad after all. All she did after school was head to the small apartment she had been given by "divine interference". When she arrived she did what a normal high school student would do, get her homework done. It would be good to have decent grades right? To be undercover she should learn how to imitate a model student, she should have plenty of time to identify the possible demon threat. She hadn't even really sensed anything today. Maybe there wasn't even a demon there, those supreme angels could make mistakes sometimes. |
It made her feel so good when the woman put the portrait back down on the table. She quickly picked up her pencil and signed her name in the upper right hand corner. She then did a calligraphy type font to write her name in big letters in a bare spot on the page. She thought it looked nice and added character to the sketch... By the time she was done with that, though, the teacher had returned to her. She was more than willing to talk about art with her and she was so happy when the bell rang. She loved it when people talked to her about art... Because people rarely did. She didn't have anyone to talk to about it because her Dad didn't really care much for art... He'd look at her drawings though, especially when they were of him. He'd talk to her about them then... Because he didn't remember what he looked like. He'd been a vampire for so long as it was... Well, the day was now over and Aza was fairly happy as she picked her things up and made her way out of the school. She'd hung back a little to talk to the teacher though, since she seemed really interested in her art. That had made her so happy and rather anxious to come back to school the next day. That surprised her though... Because she thought she wasn't going to like any aspect of this place... But here she was excited about coming back the next day... But then she remembered that when she got home, she had to eat... She stopped walking and looked around at the people. She wondered what her father had in store for her when she got home. |
The bar was dark and loud, crowds of people pressed up against each other in the building. Draydon had only had a couple of drinks before he noticed a woman who looked like she would be worth while. He flashed a grin at her from across the bar and she returned it with a smile. She was wearing a snug black dress that hugged her sultry body nicely. Thick, dark locks of hair fell over her shoulders and she had minimal but still sexy makeup. She looked to be about twenty-three.
Draydon maneuvered his way through the bodies until he got to her. He grinned down at her again when he was standing in front of her. "You want to get out of here?" she asked him with a suggestive smile. Straight to the point. Draydon liked that. "I have no problems with that. My place?" he relpied and she nodded in agreement. This type of seduction was always easy for Draydon. There were plenty of young beautiful women who were looking for a fun one-night-stand. He enjoyed the full hunt a lot more, but he needed to fill his stomach. He had Aza as his new target, and it wouldn't hurt to be feeling his best for the chase. They quickly made their way out of the crowded bar and out into the cool night air. Draydon's car waited about a block away and it didn't take long for them to arrive at his medium-sized apartment. As soon as they were in his bedroom they embraced and pressed their mouths against each other. Draydon easily unzipped the woman's dress, letting it fall to the floor, along with her undergarments immediately after. He pulled off his own clothes as well and they laid down on the dark sheets on his bed. The following activities were the usual thing, Draydon wasn't being anymore creative than he usually would be, as this wasn't what his main goal was for the night. The woman didn't mind at all though, the sounds that erupted from her mouth seemed to prove that. They moved together on the bed until they were both breathing hard and sweat was seeping from their pores. As they began to finish their final release Draydon began to move his tongue across her, from her mouth down to her stomach, then back up to her rapidly rising and falling chest. He let his tongue roam around her breasts until finally settling in the middle of her chest, where he started nibbling at the skin there. Soft gasps of pleasure escaped the woman's mouth as he continued to suck on her skin. Draydon continued licking and nibbling the pale skin of her chest, gradually increasing the pressure his teeth made on her skin. He could feel his energy rising as his form began to change. The woman just continued to moan with her eyes shut. Draydon could feel his hair grow and fall down his back, the midnight-colored hair contrasting against the silver streaks that ran through it. His veins protruded against his graying skin and his hands clamped down on the woman's wrists, holding them down to the bed. He started to bite down on the skin of her chest harder and harder. Finally as his transformation completed he let his sharpened teeth sink into her skin, drawing blood and a whimper of pain from the victim. She opened her eyes only to see black ones staring back at her, a sadistic grin spreading Draydon's mouth wide. He bit down deep into her skin, biting out a full chunk of flesh from her chest, and a sharp scream erupted out of her mouth. Draydon continued to take huge bites out of her bare chest, gulping down the crimson blood and chunks of her flesh greedily. Her blood gushed from the wound, staining the sheets and her light skin. Draydon continued to consume the human's blood and meat, working his way down. Her screams continued to burst from her mouth, never ceasing. Tears streamed down her face as the incubus ate her alive. Draydon finally lifted his mouth from her chest when he reached the white rib bones that protected her heart. He grinned down at the pulsing red organ, red staining his teeth and covering his face. He reached down into her chest cavity, moving his hand in between her ribs until he reached her heart. He clasped his hand around the still-beating organ and squeezed it. The woman gasped. And Draydon yanked out her life force, splintering the protective bones as he did so. The heart looked delicious, and Draydon eagerly took a huge bite out of it, savoring the taste. He quickly had it down his throat and in his stomach. He looked down at his victim in delight, her body covered in the blood that oozed from the gaping hole in her chest. He wouldn't feast on the rest of her, her heart was the thing he desired after all, and the rest of her body would start to rot since it was no longer alive. As he walked to the adjacent bathroom, away from the hideous scene, he left large thick, red puddles on the floor, the woman's blood dripping off of his naked body. He left the light off when he entered the room, not needing it to see. He looked at himself in the large mirror, his demon form drenched in red. He gazed into his own black eyes with no expression. The next heart would be a lot more satisfying than this one, perhaps even more delicious than that other woman's. The woman he had fallen in love with, then devored. |
By the time her father got home... It was already night and it had been that way for quite some time, actually... Maybe an hour and a half. She was surprised when she arrived home and he wasn't here as well. He didn't usually trust his experiments enough to use them himself, but she supposed he had to be able to leave sometime without being destroyed by the sun... Because when she got home, it was still daylight out. He didn't usually go out during the day, so it caught her off guard. He was almost always gone all night and went to sleep during the day- as a vampire should... But this was a nice change. She didn't usually literally have the house to herself... It felt odd though, because she was used to trying to be quiet when downstairs so as to not wake the man behind the door, working so hard... Though, she was more than happy when she heard the car pull up. She was so obviously hungry when she made her way downstairs to greet him because her normally green eyes were glowing a bright yellow and she was suppressing the energy that caused her fangs to drop to their longest and sharpest points. She opened the door for her father and watched as he carried in several brief cases and took them into his lab, leaving the door open for her to follow him. He always left the door open if he wanted her to come inside after him, so she closed the front door and made her way over to it, peering inside. He reached into one of the things he was carrying and tossed her a blood transfusion bag. At that point, she was no longer happy to see him... She stepped out of the way and allowed the bag to fall to the floor and slide along the hard wood. She didn't want that. That was the last thing she wanted when the last three times she'd had to eat, her father had given her these things. She shook her head and groaned. Then way he looked at her, wreaked of understanding. He just shook his head and opened his mouth to say something to her, but before the words could come out- she was gone. She refused to eat transfusion blood tonight... It slaked her cravings, but it wasn't good. It wasn't good in the least bit. It was usually clumpy and rather disgusting in comparison to the real thing, since it was kept frozen and cold. "Please, Aza, no!" her father yelled out to her as he rushed to the door of his lab... But he was much too late. She was already out the door, having left it swinging open in the wind behind her. She was honestly really pissed off right now and she was going to have what she wanted right now. She was craving for blood... Warm, hot, seeping out of a human being blood... And she was going to have it. She didn't care what her father said about this. She wanted it and she wanted it now. She was sure in the end he would understand though... You could only drink transfusion blood so much before it started to make you crave for the real thing more and more... She was tired of having to put those bags into the microwave or something because it was so cold... So very cold... But tonight, she wasn't going to have to drink that cold clumpy crap. She promised herself that as she stalked through the streets. She was using back alleyways to move faster than normal, not wanting anyone to see her glowing eyes or how fast she was moving. She wouldn't be able to hide her eyes until she'd had something to eat... Sure, the transfusion bag would take care of her eyes and her cravings, but not for nearly as long as an actual human being would... She'd eaten transfusion blood four days ago and wanted more already... whereas she could feed off of an actual human and not have to eat for about two weeks... Sometimes even more, depending on how greedy she was that night. She was tired of having cravings so often. She remembered a time when they would feed every night pretty much because there were absolutely no consequences... But now there was more of a risk with these things... But right now, it was the last thing on her mind. Making her way into the worse part of the city, she found her way into an alleyway and then came out of it, attempting to blend into society. She made herself look like a helpless girl just on her way home as she walked, trying to make her steps seem nervous and unsure. She kept her gaze down to make sure no one saw her glowing yellow eyes. She was hoping her plan was going to work to her advantage... It had worked for her several times before, so she didn't know why it wouldn't work this time... Though, she figured she looked a little strange in this part of town with these clothes on... They were slightly expensive and they didn't look like they belonged in this era... Though, her plan worked rather quickly... Someone soon grabbed her arm and pulled her back into an alleyway. A blade was pressed to her throat as she closed her eyes tightly when her head was forced up. She let out a loud sigh and a grunt when her back was slammed into the wall. There was a hand clamped over her mouth as she opened it to say something... It probably looked like she was about to scream to her attacker. "Hey there, sweet thing..." the male whispered into her ear. He then pressed his hand into her shoulder. He pulled the knife wielding hand away from her throat and moved it down to her thighs. He pressed the cold metal of the blade to her skin softly and wanted to watch her jerk away from it, but she didn't. That made him rather pissed off. He pressed the blade back up to her neck and growled at her. "What's your problem? Look at me while I'm talking to you," he growled out as he pressed the blade into her neck harder. "You're just too pretty for your own good, why are you out this late?" Then Aza had enough of his husky, gruff voice... She opened her eyes and watched as he moved away from her some and actually dropped the blade. He went to run away from her, but she moved in front of him rather quickly to block his way. She grinned at him as he fangs began to protrude even longer than they already were. He was about to let out a scream and she could tell. She shook her head and placed a finger over her lips softly as she whispered out a "Ssshhh". Then she pushed him into the wall and pressed him against the bricks. "It would appear that the tables have turned, my dear," she whispered into his ear. "Something wrong? You're so scared?" This would have been easier for her, had this man not been so very tall compared to her. She pretty much had him on his knees before her as it was, because she wouldn't be able to do what she wanted without that being done. Carefully, she sunk her teeth into his neck and muffled his cries. She tore at the skin with her teeth and allowed the warm liquid to trail down the sides of her mouth as he tried to fight against her. She was pretty damn strong for how small she was, so he was definitely going to just be a meal today... That was all he was. He was just her meal. And she was more than enjoying it. She licked at some of the blood she missed and then bit down in another spot for a fresh spray of blood into her mouth. He was already starting to fight less when she was almost full... So that was good. Really good. She licked her lips and wiped at some of the blood at the sides of her mouth. She bit the other side of his neck and enjoyed a little more of the amazing liquid from his veins before she took a deep breath and stopped her feeding... Then, she grabbed the body under her arms and quickly tossed him into a random dumpster after slicing at his throat with the knife he'd had. Good thing she had gloves on today... She wanted to make it look like a murder instead of some other worldly attack... It was completely believable by the time she was done and then she made her way back to her home, even faster than when she left because she had much more energy. When she made it to her door, she was expecting her father to be waiting there at the door, but he wasn't. She shrugged that off and quickly made her way up to the bathroom. That was where she met her father... She instantly felt bad, but she tried to shake it off since she felt so good now... But as she looked down at her chest, she realized that she was pretty much covered in blood. That didn't look too good, did it? |
The next morning, Draydon awoke on his bed, the smell of the brand new sheets filling his nose. He had disposed of both the old, ruined sheets and woman's body in the usual way he did; he took them to the outskirts of the city and burned them. There was always some place where nobody seemed to exist where he could take care of the evidence of what he had done. He sometimes missed the old days, when he could devour a human woman and just leave her, not having to worry about disposing of the evidence. Then again, he also had to compete with all of the other demons when he lived in Europe. He was one of the few who moved to America, which was lucky for him. He wasn't scared of the other incubi, but they could be very troublesome and he didn't like bothering with them.
The full meal from the previous night had made him groggy, and as he sat up he rubbed his eyes sleepily. He looked down at his hands and frowned. His nails were still a bit long, and his dark blue veins still protruded from the thin skin. He could guess that his eyes were still tinted black as well. After eating his demon form always wanted to stick around, even though he didn't want to be in it. He considered staying at home so that his body could go back into it's human form, but he actually was eager to get to school that day. Aza was there after all... he needed to make more ground with her. Maybe he could force his body to go back to its human form for the school day. He was sure he could actually... just as long as it was for the seven hours he had to be there, he wouldn't bother going to football practice. He had to be concentrated on holding his form or else something could slip up. He most had to concentrate on his eyes and the veins in his face, if that showed it would definitely scare every human in the building. He got out of bed and stretched, cracking his joints and stretching out his muscles. At least his muscles had gone back down to their usual size and his hair had changed back to it's brown shade and was short again. It would definitely look strange if he came to school and was suddenly bigger and had a completely different hair style. He walked into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He nodded, deciding that his body was close enough to being human-looking. He checked his teeth in the glass, dried blood still clinged to them. He turned on the water in the shower and stepped in, afterward he vigorously scrubbed at his teeth to remove the blood. He was satisfied when they shined their usual white. He decided it would be best to cover himself as much as possible, so he put on black jeans, a long-sleeved, close-fitting white shirt, and white sneakers. Not much different from his usual attire. Before walking out of his apartment he put on dark, aviator glasses and threw his backpack over his shoulder. He saw that he arrived at school earlier than he needed to, so he figured he could go by the field and check on practice to pass the time. The coach raised an eyebrow at him when he got there, but didn't say anything to him. Draydon sat down on the bench on the side of the field and watched as the players ran practice drills. |
Shaking his head, Aza's father looked down at her as he stood. He just patted her on the shoulder when he walked over to her and he kissed a bare spot on her cheek. He didn't want to get blood on himself as it was, so he had to be careful where he touched. If she weren't so drenched, then he would have hugged her... But this was just so different... He hunched his shoulders and sighed softly, almost inaudibly in his utter disappointment. He knew she would be able to hear that... And that was what he was banking on. He wanted her to feel bad without him exactly having to do anything. He knew it wouldn't keep her from doing this the next time, but it was still parenting. "I love you, Aza... Please be careful," he whispered to her as he took his hand off of her shoulder and left the room. That would surely do it... He knew it would. Aza always over analyzed things, so she was sure to feel bad. At least until tomorrow. He figured she might even brood over it instead of sleeping. He then remembered something and made his way back into her bathroom. "Don't forget to take your medicine." He then left her presence for good, knowing she would have to get some rest. Shaking her head, Aza refused to feel bad about something she'd needed so badly. She just grimaced when he told her he loved her. She kept her gaze down at the floor, her face having defiance written all over it. She felt good now. Really good. She didn't care if it was morally wrong to feed off of people... And she wondered why her father even wanted her to go to school to begin with. She wasn't going to be able to feed off of someone she knew... Maybe he just wanted her to watch and study the humans or something. She wasn't entirely sure and that was sad... Cleaning herself up, Aza crawled into bed after taking her pill. She then closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep with no problem... It was actually easier for her to sleep now than usual since she'd had such a good meal... And she didn't have any dreams, like always... So it was a pretty peaceful night. She woke when her alarm went off and she turned it off. She then stood from the bed and stretched herself some, feeling a lot better than she usually did in the mornings. With all of this, she figured she should feed off of people more often. She grinned at that thought and then made her way to her bathroom. She did her normal morning groomings, with included a shower, drying her hair, brushing her teeth, and applying a minimal amount of makeup to her eyes. She then turned her attention to the closet and pulled out a pair of pants for one of the rare occasions in her life. She didn't feel like wearing a dress for some reason... Which was what she usually did wear. She shrugged the feelings off and tugged on the pants, listening to the chains rattle together. She liked that... She also liked that they fit her snuggly and perfectly. And nodded in approval before turning back to her closet for a shirt. She found one of favorites that she often wore with a skirt and pulled the fabric on. It also snugged her perfectly and she was glad of that. She felt good today, so she wanted to look good. She pulled on her boots and choker as well, inserting the floral hair clip she always wore. She then pulled on a simply pair of black and white gloves and was ready to go. Grabbing her things, she walked out of the door and didn't even tell her father goodbye like she normally did. She felt kind of bad about that, but... She could talk to him when she got home. Right now, she wanted out of the house and she wanted to go to that art class... She was so sad that it was her last class though... She made it to the school just in time and walked into her classroom just as the bell rang. That was a close one. |
The practice was pretty uneventful, just the normal things. When the other players spotted him after practice ended they all seemed to want to talk to him. Draydon tried not to roll his eyes at them, they were almost exactly like the girls there, prancing around him like they were in love.
"Hey guys, sorry for missing practice the past couple of days. Not feeling to well you know?" he said casually to them, not really caring about informing them. But he had to keep up appearances, at least until he was able to complete his hunt. The classes passed by pretty quickly today for some reason. He figured they would go slowly but perhaps time was on his side today. He kept checking his hands, looking at the blue veins that still protruded under his skin. It didn't look too inhuman, but he knew that it would be something that would make another stare. He couldn't take away concentration away from keeping his eyes and face in human form so he had to let a bit of his true form slip through. He pulled his sleeves down further, trying to hide the backs of his hands. - - Sasha woke up that morning in high spirits, humming the entire time she got ready for school. She wanted to look nice today, so she pulled on a sleeveless, ice blue dress that hugged her body until it flared away from her hips, the bottom of it hitting right above her knees. She pulled on some dark brown sandals and pulled her hair up on top of her head in intricate braids. She put on a small amount of makeup to bring out her features and finally added a white chiffon hair pin onto the side of head above her ear. She smiled into her bathroom mirror and skipped out of her home, grabbing her bag on her way out. Even that horrid math class went well for her that day. While she was still confused, she seemed to understand more than she had the day before. Lunch came quickly, and Sasha sat with the nice girls she had sat with yesterday, chattering like a normal teenage girl. |
The alarm went off, but Cam wasn't up for it. He didn't feel like football practice. He ruffled his hair and just rolled over in bed after resetting his alarm. He finally got up in enough time to just get ready and leave. He did just that, pulling on the first thing he found in his closet. That just so happened to be a simple black shirt with 3/4 sleeves and a pair of blue jeans. He pulled on a pair of black sneakers and then grabbed his hat, putting it on his head. He then grabbed his notebook and a pencil, putting it behind his ear. He was then on his way to school. The day went by pretty smoothly... Especially since he only had one class before lunch now. He sat there through class, getting some nasty looks from his football buddies that made himself and them both laugh rather lightly. They didn't really care that he wasn't there, but it was their job to give him a hard time about it. He liked that because it was always amusing... Because of their random inside jokes they obtained from practice that no one else seemed to understand. He tried to avoid most of the football people though, because they were just not the kind of people he wanted to talk to all the time... But it was lunch time finally and he was more than willing to sit with them all at the same table, so he did just that. ---- When she finally made it through the day to lunch, Aza wasn't sure how to feel. She inhaled deeply and then shook her head when the bell rang for that useless moment of the day. She then rose from her chair and made her way towards the lunch room. She could feel the chains smacking against her thighs and for some reason she felt insanely good today... She wasn't sure if it was how she was dressed or the fact that she'd eaten yesterday... Or perhaps a combination of the two... She just felt like she was invincible for some reason. It made her not know why her father wouldn't feed off of people anymore... Making her way to an empty table, Aza sat down and opened up her sketch pad. She stared down at the delicate looking female she had been drawing before and she shook her head. She didn't want to draw that right now. She felt too good to draw something that sad looking... Or anything at all. She put her pencil down and leaned back in the chair, sighing rather heavily. She then looked around the cafeteria, having nothing to take up her time or attention at the moment. |
The cafeteria was filled up by the time Draydon got there. He had stayed back for a while, not really wanting to get there too fast. He wasn't sure why... maybe he just didn't want to interact with all the humans in there. Aza was different today also... she seemed more... confident. She wasn't as shy and retiring, even though she stayed quite and kept to herself. It made her all the more desirable. She could be shy and feminine but she could also be strong and fierce.
He shook his head clear of thoughts as he walked over to his usual table full of the football team. The players greeted him with grins but he didn't return them. "Hey! Cam and Dray, how come neither of you were at practice today?! Were you both enjoying each others company?" one of the players jabbed. The team joined in with his laughter, but Draydon just frowned. He looked over at the other player, Cam, his brow furrowing. This kid had always seemed strange to him, but he couldn't say why. Something was... off about him. His fist involuntarily clenched into a fist, the veins showing through the skin. He shook his head and blinked, sensing that his eyes had started to turn black again. Nobody should have seen, it only happened for a moment. He took a deep breath, trying to let out a tiny amount of his built up energy. The meal last night had left him with excess energy as it always did. Usually after he ate he wouldn't still be around humans and he would be able to get rid of the energy by excessive exercise, like chasing and hunting wild animals or running up and down a mountain. He let out a bit more than he meant to, making the veins stand out on his face and his eyes turn completely black. He dropped his head down quickly, banging it against the table with a loud smash. The other football players jumped up in surprise and then started asking if he was ok and what happened. He kept his head on the table for a few moments so that he could collect himself. He raised his head up off the table and grinned at the surrounding people, now half the cafeteria was staring. "I'm fine, I guess I still feel sick from before..." he said in his most convincing voice. They looked pretty worried but also... scared. They wouldn't know why they felt scared of course, but he knew it was probably from the amount of energy he hadn't meant to vent out. He sighed inwardly at his clumsiness. He needed to do something about this excess energy, and soon. |
What they implied was slightly awkward. Cam shook his head and laughed a little, but then he looked over to Draydon. It didn't seem like he was taking this as well as everyone else was... He watched him and then the hair on the back of his neck stood up. Cam's eyes widened a little right before the man's head hit the table. His heart was beating so fast right now... He didn't like this at all. He'd never suspected this before, but here was all of the proof he needed right in front of him... Draydon wasn't human... Standing up suddenly, Cam left quickly, before Draydon even stood back up straight. He didn't like this at all and he wanted out of here. He made his way to the bathroom and bit his lip as he paced back and forth. He wasn't sure how he should feel about this, but it was something he should have seen coming... It bothered him so much that he didn't see it coming at all... He would have to ignore this fact though... He figured he could. He would have to, lest he make the fact that he wasn't human known. He knew he could do this. He took a deep breath inwards and looked in the mirror. He looked close to a nervous wreck right now, which made him think about just leaving school and going home. ---- Looking around, her eyes laid on Draydon. She wasn't nearly as intimidated by him as she was the day before and that made her confidence rise even more... She liked that because she was nervous to have him talking to her yesterday. This was a pleasant change in scenery that caused her to smirk at nothing in particular... Mainly herself... She crossed her arms over her chest and watched him as the table filled with large males said something to him. Then she noticed something... He was trying to hide something and that was painfully obvious... And then her eyes grew wide as she felt the pulse of energy that had obviously come from him... But then he hid it as he slammed his head into the table and it made her jump when he did so. Her eyes were still wide as she looked down at the table to try to ignore what she'd just felt. Her hands were not gripping the opposite arms rather tightly as she tried to regain her composure. If he was strong enough to make her feel him, then he was going to have to be really strong... Whatever he was. She didn't want him to know that she felt that... That she knew where it came from. Not too much longer after he'd stood back up straight, she was fine again. She was a little shaken up and a little confused, but that was good... Because that would be how the humans would feel. |
Sasha had been chatting happily with her new friends when she felt it. A rapid surge of energy that had to have come from a demon. Then the crash filled the room and she jumped. Her eyes widened, shocked that she had felt that energy. Then she felt her happy spirits tumble around her. She was such an idiot... she had been trying to act like a real human and live the normal teenage life she had missed out on. Her objective was to find where the energies were coming from and take care of them if she could. Call the higher ups if she needed to. Simple. But she had gotten caught up in the high school life. Her mind was so jumbled and confused that she couldn't tell where the energy had come from. One guy had slammed his head into the table, which is where the sound came from, but she couldn't be sure that that's where the energy came from.
She sighed and turned to her group. "Hey you guys, I need to go to the restroom," she informed them as she got up and walked out of the cafeteria. After composing herself in the restroom she heard the bell ring for the last class and went directly to it. She sat down in her seat in the art class and laid her head down on the table, dejected. - - The bell rang shortly after the incident and Draydon got up and went to his last class quickly. He actually was the first one in the class, which surprised the teacher. He didn't bother saying anything to her and sat down at his table. Maybe this setback wouldn't be a problem. Aza seemed like she wouldn't shy away from him so much today, so maybe he could actually make some progress with her. He kept his hopes up as he waited for the class to start. |
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