Just something I thought of. I think it’s not quite yet a year but the story came to me. Enjoy
The soft lullaby filled the room as the clock turned 2:00. The sun was tucked away to sleep, much like the girl in bed. A shadow crossed the room, coming closer. A sudden flash of metal, and the girl faced her intruder, claws out.
“You could have died!”
The hood fell away to reveal piercing icy blue eyes.
“I needed someone...”
The implication of his words caused her to lower her guard and sheath her claws. She made room on the bed and he sat, staring into a dark abyss.
“Has it already been a whole year?”
He nodded and his eyes turned into sorrow.
“One year since she broke it off...”
The girl stayed quiet and let the music from her box fill the room.
“Are you okay?”
He laughed bitterly.
“Of course not! She was the one and my damned luck worked out so I lost her!”
“Don’t level your anger at me!”
He snapped his mouth shut and glared at the moon for mocking his wounded heart.
“I love her...but she doesn’t want me.”
“Then maybe it’s time to get over her...”
He threw his head back with a viscous grin.
“Yes because there are so many out there who are waiting to love a real beast, a true monster!”
She slapped him, the sound echoing across the quiet room. When she spoke, her voice shook.
“You are no monster, Terror!”
He stared at the girl before crumbling into her lap with silent sobs. He cried a long while, letting it all out. She soothed his hair, allowing him to cry as no other would. It was nearly dawn when he finally sat up and looked at her.
“Maybe you’re right, Cat. Maybe... maybe there is another....”
She didn’t miss the uncertainty in his voice.
“Don’t look too hard; she’ll find you.”
He nodded and stood, ruffling her bedhead.
“Thank you my friend.”
The soft lullaby filled the room as the clock turned 2:00. The sun was tucked away to sleep, much like the girl in bed. A shadow crossed the room, coming closer. A sudden flash of metal, and the girl faced her intruder, claws out.
“You could have died!”
The hood fell away to reveal piercing icy blue eyes.
“I needed someone...”
The implication of his words caused her to lower her guard and sheath her claws. She made room on the bed and he sat, staring into a dark abyss.
“Has it already been a whole year?”
He nodded and his eyes turned into sorrow.
“One year since she broke it off...”
The girl stayed quiet and let the music from her box fill the room.
“Are you okay?”
He laughed bitterly.
“Of course not! She was the one and my damned luck worked out so I lost her!”
“Don’t level your anger at me!”
He snapped his mouth shut and glared at the moon for mocking his wounded heart.
“I love her...but she doesn’t want me.”
“Then maybe it’s time to get over her...”
He threw his head back with a viscous grin.
“Yes because there are so many out there who are waiting to love a real beast, a true monster!”
She slapped him, the sound echoing across the quiet room. When she spoke, her voice shook.
“You are no monster, Terror!”
He stared at the girl before crumbling into her lap with silent sobs. He cried a long while, letting it all out. She soothed his hair, allowing him to cry as no other would. It was nearly dawn when he finally sat up and looked at her.
“Maybe you’re right, Cat. Maybe... maybe there is another....”
She didn’t miss the uncertainty in his voice.
“Don’t look too hard; she’ll find you.”
He nodded and stood, ruffling her bedhead.
“Thank you my friend.”
Princess Callista Ashari Aldric
Irene
Alias: Mim (M-im)
Occupation: Child
Powers: all elements, Flight
History:Irene was born the daughter of Devin and Fang Adams. She was raised in her home, with her siblings. Her days were spent lazily, being her daddy’s little girl, until she turned seven. When she turned seven, she killed her oldest sibling, Jon, in a freak accident with her newly found powers. Since then, she has lived in rivalry with her siblings for her father’s attention, which she believes is the only thing keeping her with the family.
Notes: Irene was born with naturally purple hair, something that was different from her siblings. She is the only one to inherit her mother’s power over elements.
This is a short guide to the youngest child in the Adams' family. She will have a longer one for when she's older.
Lilith
Anastasia Romanova II
Nickname: Lance
Occupation: Knight
Ethnicity: Romanian
Race: Vampire
Story: Lance was born into an aristocratic family. He was raised in the royal court and befriended the young prince he was charged to protect. When tragedy struck, he brought the prince to safety. He took care of him for years until the prince grew into a man. He is now among those loyal to him and is a trusted friend.
Facts: Lance is by nature very bookish. He prefers words to fists even though he is trained in several different form of self defense and sword play. He is very close to his old charge now friend. He often finds himself caring for him when no one else will. The two share a close bond and he’d give his life for his friend.
Jessie Nasrin Bennett
Octavia Rurik
