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it been a long time since fiorella had innocence, it felt as if she had been forever corrupted.. it was just how she liked it; light magic was no fun and neither was this goody two shoes act; she was meant for darkness and she never felt more alive. "mm. perhaps, it is never too fun to rush into anything. i feel it always goes the more smoothly went we have a plan, i say we use this as a means for you to try out your new found magic.. what do you say, dollface?"

the more she spoke; the more his intrigue spiked.. he had a file in his mind on everyone he ever spoken to or got to know; he memerized their dislikes; and what made them tick.. it was an easy way to know anyone's weaknesses if push come to shove; and if betrayal was ever and option... he liked having them right under his thumb, he liked having the upper hand- the ablity to shut them up when he needed to. "honey, i've been on the run for most of my life.. if there's anything i know? it's how to avoid unwanted attention why do you think i disguise myself? it's not just for fun, it's so there's no way to trace it back to me.. see? i got my plan, you must'nt underestimate me.. no..no..no, that's a bad mistake.. i'm capable of keeping snakes off my trail, it's what i'm skilled at.. -ooh, i'm not sure about art.. though i did try and create a sort of- glasgow on this girl once.. i cut too far and too deep and it looked more like a jack o latern then a smile.. art isn't really my forte.. " he explained, looking at her with his dilated pupils and unsteady stare. "ooh, tough aren't we? i'm impressed, given all the gore you're still sticking around- you ought to tell me your name.. i have a feeling we're gonna be more then acquaintances.. i'll start my name's kaiden, k-a-i-d-e-n.. quite generic ain't it? my mom didn't care much, my brother was named aiden for fuck's sake.. you just dropped a k in front of his name and there was mine, she wasn't much of a thinker.. drugs rotted much of her brain cells-oof. " .

as usual mara was wrapped up in her shop; often more times then not she found herself dusting away at her antiques.. especially the skull that sat at her desk; as she dusted away she heard the bell ring from the entrance.. and as suspected there came walking in her. she was a sight to be seen; she was breathtaking to say the least.. mara had to straighten her act up; picking up her jaw that hit hard as hell on the ground. though this wasn't her usual visit, it was clear she wanted something.. and her heart rang supsicous.. it wasn't until the words ' bring back to life' hit that she truly knew. "so let me get this straight.. you want me to bring back some guy for you?" .. of course a guy, it's how luck usually happened.. she was smitten and just as easy as she fell she was snapped back into reality. "that's gonna cost you a lot, i'll have to use most of my resources up.. but if you're willing to pay the price, i'm willing to do what you ask.. do we have ourselves a deal?"

all her life it seemed beatrix was clinging onto a man, first her damned father- in tears as she clung onto his wrinkled shirt begging for forgiveness.. even if his fist clashed against her cheek for no reason other then spilled milk.. -then her brother- he'd take the beatings for her if allowed- sometimes her father would toss him aside for the girl; she was the main source of his anger for some reason.. perhaps because her mother left him all alone with two kids, only to go after some man.. i guess that had to sting but she couldn't find a reason for abuse - or as he called it 'rough housing' even a 'lesson'.. but as soon as she got out of that house and on her own she found herself falling into the arms of kiernan.. he was a handsome man- easy on the eyes.. he had the most beautiful blue eyes you could imagine and a smile that could cure cancer. she was a fool instantly for him- and by his side she stayed for what seemed eternity.. though they were on and off-not agreeing on most things- it was toxic but somehow with a tug and pull of the earth they were back in eachother's arms.. flash forward today, it'd been about a year since she seen him last she was liking this new found independence she cozied up to, she made herself a home in a little cottage with a white persian cat to claim her lap.. as she sat beside a fire drinking her tea; she heard a knock on the door and a weary feeling on her heart.. it couldn't be.. it'd be 12 months- a year.. he had to of forgotten about her and found another broad.. but no, as she got up and opened that creaky door.. there he stood- kiernan.. and her heart soared while at the same time failing, "well.. look who's back.. couldn't stay away for long could you?" she practically taunted with a quirk in her tone, "though i'll give credit what it's due- it's been a year... i figured you'd come crawling back at 5 months, tell me, why are you back? did you get bored and needed to toy with me some more?" she inquired looking straight at him as if to intimidate him.

when it came to judgment he was use to it all; fear; anger..disgust he's seen it all, it came with the price of doing what he did. bodies dropping like flies didn't make the best first impression; but what did kaiden care? he only relied on himself and his lust for death, he'd sastify this hunger no matter how much his body count piled up; it was a thirst he couldn't quite quench.. some may call it an addiction but when it came to be addicted- you were miserable, and kaiden was far from.. as he met the girl in a distanced area; he wasn't shocked to hear her comments.. blah blah blah- what you're doing is wrong- blah blah blah.. he heard it all before it just shattered against his rough exterior; he was truly entertained by the idea of being alone with her.. it's not like he would hurt her; but the idea he could? it was truly something.. but why wouldn't he hurt her? that often times stumped him, he had no problem ridding of any life before why was this time different? he couldnt afford to dwell on it too much so he redirected himself to the blood dancing on his skin- it was a sweet syrup red.. it looked delectable; something you'd spread on toast.. -god kaiden focus, "i don't remember hiring a therapist- what's the verdict doc? schizophrenia, bipolar? -ooh maybe multiple personalities?? jeez, lighten up would you? look around you, there'll always be chaos whether i stop or not- and how i see it? why stop when i'm having this much fun, hm? unless you got any other hobbies you can reccomend doc i think i'm good." he scoffed, "where'd you come from anyway? -ooh that's right, from that lounge? you're a singer right? tell me how does a singer keep running into a guy like me?, maybe it's time we relocate; we're starting to build up history, and i dunno if you wanna know me,some may say thats a big mistake." he rambled; wiping the remainer of wet blood on his jeans.

the more dinah spoke; the more it fueled the girl; a twisted smile curled onto her lips.. as if she were begging for the motivation to pop off; "feelings? who needs them? jeez, for someone who likes to appear as edgy and dark, you seem to have a lot of barriers set up.. emotions only get in the way, dear dinah, you're better off without them." she explained, chewing on the inside of her cheek until she drew blood, "but don't you get it? i have nothing left to lose? our dads already think i'm gone, and practically everyone i know despises me.. so what's one less kill?"

fiorella was never one to be a good influence, so at the girl's offer of course she was keen on jumping right in. she was sick of all the goody two shoes in the world, light magic was overrated and order was boring, she wanted to wreak havoc and give everyone a show. "and that's exactly why we're doing it. why only cause a little? cmon angel, aim for the stars, let's burn this entire place down.. make them beg for our mercy, let's show them who is in control."

at her hesitance of course he backed off; he wasn't going to force her into anything.. even if the tension was there he wanted it to be mutual not a sick game, "fine, i did make you the boss, so i guess we can wash up and do whatever a break consists of." he spoke as if he never even had a break or time off, perhaps he overworked himself far too often. "it has been, but we're about to make a lead i know it, just a couple more hours. I swear to you, we'll have something."

"yeah sure- but it feels more like a memory. isn't that what this all is now? just a bunch of memories, i can't even carry on their legacy.. what kind of hunter am i, if i'm as tarnished as the very things we hate, hm?" he asked with a brow rose; ignoring the tears that tickled as they rained down.. he felt frustrated, -or perhaps it was the very hunger from starving himself.. not like he would tell her of his plans to eventually off himself; he didn't want to live as a vampire.. so he decided he'd eventually die from starvation- easy as that he figured. "great, so now i get to run away from my own peers? this all seems like some sort of sick joke- the real kicker of it all- it's not a joke it's all painstakingly real, and it sucks." he grumbled, "has it ever occured to you i don't really care about making it or about my own survival?"

"how I see it is, you're already repaying me by being a better vampire then even I was.. you're truly someone to be proud of- and believe me when I say i'm proud." he insisted, feeling himself diving deeper and deeper in her eyes; it was like a chain pulling him lower.. this fall wasn't like a fall he ever felt before- it was euphoric and sweet, it was amazingly tasteful.. he never wanted it to stop he wanted to keep exploring until he got the last droplet. "i never tell any lies, especially not to you. i abide by honesty, so you have my word." frederick told; placing his hand over the one placed on his cheek, "you didn't give up on me either, nikita.. " he told; looking from her eyes to her lips, "-i love you too." he shared, his eyes crossing her features before leaning in to press his lips ever so delicately against her's; placing a hand behind her head.

as of late; it seemed kaiden just kept burying himself deeper and deeper in his self destruction. every day was a brand new day for chaos; he had names to cross off; a body count to add up. he was a killing machine running on pure exhaust fumes, but he couldn't stop.. he refused, it's all he had ever known, kill KILL.. -k i l l, it was a never ending vicious cycle; one he grew into quite well, he wore it like a crown of thorns digging into his skull. he was god himself; controlling death- when you died and how.. it was a sick and twisted game of- who's next and what's a new trick he had buried up his sleeve? he tried most of his torture methods out, it was becoming a well crossed off list.. and he was having to get more creative- and as of recently his insomnia had been running on dry and his head was in a spin cycle.. he could barely think or deliver a sentence without a yawn or slur- his under eye bags were dark and narly.. but? he had a schedule, he had a number to add up and keep adding to, his brother was looking up from the fiery flames of hell rooting for him alongside satan of course. that image alone caused a grin on his features- his tall ghastly brother being satan's bitch.. now that was a sight he was excited to see, he was thinking up taunts to use and how he'd get right under his skin.. oh it was a fun game the brothers played- but not to get off his thought process.. he met a girl along the way, a girl.. funny isn't it? she had the reddest hair and the most interesting voice- he couldn't make out the accent- was it spanish? no.. italian? not even close..had to be of been french, either way she was so naive it rung him speechless maybe due to his innocence being torn from him at such a young age he hardly new a life with it. he walked around with a rotten brain and a demon sitting right on his shoulder, so he was almost intrigued with how that innocence felt.. did it feel good, did it make you feel holy?? -he was never one for religion but man he wondered.. -focus kaiden focus., god he was spacing out; running on 4 days without sleep wasn't the way to go, he felt everything in his body working.. his veins pumping his blood; his bones shifting with each movement, his muscles.. god he was driving himself crazy. maybe not the best mindset to be in with a body at your hands; he had shifted into a stranger he encountered- some white man with a jesus sign in hand-preaching about gays going to hell, about how kissing men was wrong-some shit like that.. whatever his deal was, kaiden ripped his soul right from him and took his shape; off to the next victim he was.. he could feel the arteries of this dude- they were clogged and rusty like an old drain pipe.. god, wasn't gluttony a sin too? funny how it only applied for when they found it useful. -back to where he was now; he was some fat slop probably named carl or gary.. and he was using his knife against some random woman- long story short he wandered into some strange alley way- and this lady was probably some prostitute.. not that he was judging; to each their own..it's not like his kills meant anything to him anyways it was all a fun game- a sport if you will.. he kind of dug her bedazzled short shorts and tanktop.. it was a look if anything, though he didn't expect her to have a shank of her own.. she stabbed at him; getting him pretty good at his jawline- he felt the warm blood trickling down his alabastair skin; impressive.. but he was stronger- he took the knife and turned it around on her; stabbing her right up the neck.. and there she fell gurgling on her own spit and blood.. what a lovely way to go- and when he turned around he was welcomed by that girl he spoke about.. vivianne.. red hair- and green eyes, and that unknown accent. "oh, it's you again." he grumbled, turning back into his original form leaving good ol' jim bob- or gary.. or even carl behind; "you following me now? i'm not sure you wanna be associated with me, i'm kind of a wanted man- not even kind of, I am. so if they see you, you're a witness or some shit like that- i don't really know the law or nor do i care." he scoffed, wiping away at the blood on his cheek. "if you wanna chat, we should get away from the dead body, cops have nothing better to do so trust me, murder is a fast one of their radar." he insisted. beginning to walk to a secluded area, "you coming?" he asked looking back at her.

CRASH BOOM - mona's ears rung with the outburst that danced from her hands- it took down practically the entire building which she stood under.. her feet under bits and pieces of roof; glass strung in her hair.. she couldn't comprehend what she just did- this nothing happened before.. it didn't ring clear at all she was paralyzed in place- trying to take in all that occurred around her. "-what did I do?" she inquired with a strained voice; looking at the girl behind her- blue eyes dancing in puddle of tears. "i never done anything like this before- what's wrong with me?" she exclaimed; with wide eyes and a quivering lip.. she was moments away from break down; feeling her chest ache and pull.. maybe her parents were right for keeping her locked away- she was dangerous... a monster.