L.Thatcher

Katherine Pierce 1800's gif hunt

the signs as disney villains

Finding her was easy, easier than he thought but then again Claire didn’t have anything to hide – she didn’t have anyone to hide from. Dante on the other hand, well lets just say there were several people who wanted him dead and Claire was probably one of them. It had been nearly 20 years since he’d last seen Claire. The last time the two had seen one another, Claire was clutching the lifeless body of her sister, Everlyn. Dante had given Ever’s life for his – he’s childe. He’d hated himself every second of every day since then but there was nothing he could do about it. He loved Claire and he wanted her back.

{– ♔ The first sign that something was out of place was the fact that her entire front step smelt like men’s cologne. Now, though she wasn’t expecting company and those whom she did expect weren’t a threat; this was a bother. As such she moved carefully through her home, practically gliding across the wooden floor as she listened for any sign of the intruder. Just as she was about to give up her search her feet carried her into the living room, body halting instantly as eyes landed on the male form.

He'd been waiting on Clarie for almost an hour, when he heard the front door open. His head popped up, out of the book he'd grabed from her desk. It was an modern version of Romeo and Juliet -- he wasn't very found of it but knew Lissa would enjoy it and would pick it up for her when he returned to Russia. He closed the book and tossed it onto the chair across from him and waited for Claire to find him. It didn't take long and when he spotted her he smiled. It had been 20 years, almost to the day, since he'd last seen Claire. They'd fought, and won, one of the oldest vampires in the world and they were free...Claire was free. Dante wasn't, there were many people who wanted him dead, and Claire was one of them. He could see it in her face when she learned it was Dante who'd sold out her sister. It was the same look she had on her face now. Her voice was cold, distant  and Dante could expect nothing less. He deserved all of her hate but he was selfish. At the time he didn't realize it. He wanted Claire, wanted to be with her, and his life was more important than that of Ever's. He'd turned her because he didn't want to be alone, he'd fallen in love with her because he was bored -- but it wasn't real love. Dante thought what he had with Clarie was real, but it had taken him 20 years to realize he wasn't sure. He loved her, she made him want to be a better person and he was for a while. "Where's Luna?" Dante asked, referring to her wolf friend, but he already knew the answer. He'd run into Luna a few months ago -- another person who wanted him dead. He really didn't care, he just wanted to distract her for the moment, to see her eyes soften but he added. "I miss you Clarie."