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    Dark Storm Rising -OPEN-

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    Alin Dumitru

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    Post  Alin Dumitru on May 1st 2012, 1:51 am


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    Alin flew through the sky as a bat, his small eyes looked down as he observed the area, looking for more humans that could fall to be his prey. He spotted two figures in the woods not to far from his mansion. 'Wonderful. More blood to sooth my needs,' he thought before he flew closer. As he did so, the two figures became clearer to him. They were no ordinary humans, infact one of them was not even a human. They were highly skilled vampire hunters.
    The vampire bat landed in a tree, taking a few moments to observe the two. He listened in on them as their conversation went on. He allowed himself to return to his human form, and jumped out of the tree, landing gracefully on the ground. When he landed, he made no sound, so the two hunters were unaware of his presence, until he spoke.
    "Well, isn't this a lovely turn out~ I was unaware of your attendance at tonight's meeting." The ancient vampire leaned against the tree that he had previously been sitting in, his arms folded over his chest with a smirk one his face.
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    Post  Guest on May 1st 2012, 1:55 am

    Raivis felt the Russian's hand on his shoulder and looked up at him with big teary eyes. "M-Mr.Russia....I-Its te-terrible!...A-A demon came out of nowhere and killed E-Estonia......". The Latvian was in a terrible state of trauma and broke out crying again, He had no idea that his boss was slowly changing into a beast himself. All Latvia could think of was his Brother and curled up in a fetal position and cried for Estonia.

    Raivis was as good as gone from the world, people rarely recover from the emotional trauma he was experiencing. This child was already far on the path of seeing the glass half empty.
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    Post  Alfred F. Jones on May 1st 2012, 3:01 am


    Alfred glanced back at the castle, eyes raking over the dark building. He and Eireann had excellent reasons for not trusting the vampires, but Viorica had given him her word. A vampire's word was just about as a good as the word of a psychotic criminal, but he didn't want to walk into the situation full of doubt. He wanted to hope that, maybe - just maybe...the vampires were telling the truth this time. He wanted to believe a truce could be formed, that initially would end much of the random killings. Thinking about the meeting, made him think of...him. "Do you suppose Arthur will be there...?" He asked in a serious, but quiet tone.

    Eireann was well aware of what happened to Alfred's sensei. Arthur had saved Alfred from a vampire when he was very young. In return, he watched over him while he grew up, teaching him how to be a Hunter of his own. Alfred enjoyed learning under Arthur, because Arthur had been the strongest Hunter at the time. Vampires feared Arthur more than they feared Alfred now, and he had saved the lives of many humans. But one night...everything had changed. The vampires had cornered Arthur - had changed tactics, and had bitten his sensei. Instead of leaving him for dead, they had changed him, sending Alfred's world spinning. He remembered when he had first discovered it had happened...having been tormented by Arthur in his newly found form. Being changed initially changed Arthur altogether...leaving Alfred lost and without any support. About the time Arthur had been bitten was during the time Alfred had met Eireann, who over the years, became a sort of partner for him. They rarely worked side-by-side, but when they did, they were much better as a team. Alfred was just too stubborn to get attached to someone or work with someone. He didn't want to lose anyone else...

    Before Eireann could respond, Alfred sensed something. He spun around, drawing Freedom Fighter in a blur of movement, the gun aimed directly at another Huntress. Alfred narrowed his eyes, despite her being a Huntress...he sensed something within her. Her crimson eyes confirmed everything for him.
    "You..." He nearly growled, clicking a bullet into place. He did not view her as equal to him and Eireann. She had been bitten - he could sense it...and yet, she was still human, appearing more fragile than a vampire would.



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    Eireann Ó'Reilly
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    Post  Eireann Ó'Reilly on May 1st 2012, 3:52 am


    Eireann was quiet for a long moment after Alfred asked about Arthur. His fall into the darker side had just as great an effect on her as it did on Alfred. The Irish and the Brit had never gotten completely along, but despite their constant bickering, they both held a love and respect for one another in their hearts. Sadly, this hidden affection died when he was turned. Eireann was targeted like her brother soon after, but her case had the interest of one vampire in particular. Arthur had become such a fabulous turnout that the 'king' himself decided to go after the Brit's sister. He succeeded in turning her but not in converting her. Eireann kept her human logic and returned to the Hunter's Association where she underwent intense endurance training so that her new vampiric body could wield Adh Iobairt once more. The pain was excruciating at first - her flesh would burn off her hands from just touching the blade. But over time, she was ready to start work again.

    It was around this time that she'd run into Alfred. Arthur had always talked dearly of his student, so the Irish huntress couldn't help but accept the boy. A few years went by and they turned out to be a couple of dangerous hunters. Eireann was just as solitary as Alfred, but when they did work together, they made one badass team.

    Eireann was about to answer when she was stopped by her partner's sudden draw. She would have paid more attention to what he was looking at, if the Romanian she despised so hadn't walked out to greet them himself. It took a lot of willpower to refrain from lunging at him in that moment. Instead, she let a deep growl enter her speech.

    "What the hell do you want, Alin? We don't have time to deal with your shit."
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    Post  Feliciano Vargas on May 1st 2012, 4:09 am



    Bullseye! While he was in his bat form, the Parisian successfully hit his wing, couldn't fly with one win any longer, he glided as fast as he can away from the abandoned barn. Turning himself back into his vampire form, only with his wings spread on each side, gliding across the mood, towards to the Romanian castle. In this form, his arms where the one badly injured, he was able to escape from the Huntresses' knife, but he wasn't able to dodge the knife, with much strength was focused when she threw the knife, it was too fast to dodge, even for a vampire like himself. He's a vampire, but barely experience thus his stamina was only minimal, it was a shame, he indeed loved his blood hunting spree, he didn't regretted drinking the young Estonian's blood. It was worth the shot.

    Didn't noticed the young Russian vampire teen (Vlad, in this case) beneath him as he fled across him. Though, with his mind, he quickly sent a signal for the young Russian, similar from what he had received from the very start. That high pitched sound that kept on bugging into his head, has now he sent to the young Russian teen, alarming him that there is going to be a meeting at the Romanian's castle. As he continues to glide, he reached out towards the castle, barely flying anymore, he grabbed onto the window's corners, barely couldn't fly anymore, he puled himself up, few grunts came from the Italian, as he slowly went into the castle.

    Finally inside, he laid his back against the wall, was dripping all over the place, since his body were just filled with blood. That's in, his insides weren't functioning at all. He had no heartbeat, he's not a human. His face grimaced enduring the pain caused by his arm. He grabbed the sleeve of his attire and pulled, ripping it down, seeing his injury. No doubt he was one of the vampires that got injured BUT also one of the vampires that escaped from a hunter's presence.
    "Hah... Hah... Hah..." Hissing, he looked at his injured arm. No doubt, the bullet is still inside. Vargas didn't have enough choice but looked at his hand and his razor sharp nails... He had no choice at all. He has to take that bullet out He placed his point finger with his thumb and moved his shoulder, towards him, looking at it. Splatter of blood were coming out from the wound, he would slowly inserted his fingers in, sharp nails in. Slightly crying, he directly inserted it, like as if he was doing a surgery to himself.

    "Gyahhh!" His mouth opened widely, loud shouting and whimpering his pain out as his fangs would flash.

    With his fingers inside at the back of his shoulder, he tried sinking his fingers all the way in, reaching for the bullet, finally he got the hold of it, quickly pulling it off and throwing it agains the other wall he faced. "Ugh!" The Italian painfully cried, getting a hold of his shoulder, clutching it. Slowly, he stood up and walked over at the wine the romanian left. He looked at it again... No memory triggered. Grabbed the wine glass, poured some wine and went back to where he was sitting, on the floor, laying his back against the wall. - Waiting for the other vampires to come.


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    Post  Alfred F. Jones on May 1st 2012, 11:47 am


    Upon hearing the Romanian, Alfred switched his target almost immediately, dropping Freedom Fighter from the other Huntress and pointing his gun at the head of all the vampires. He despised the Romanian just as much as Eireann did and he narrowed his eyes, daring the vampire to try something. There were three Hunters standing in this area - it wouldn't be wise for the vampire to try anything.

    "It isn't as lovely from our point of view." Alfred stated in a dark tone before lowering his gun. He assumed the vampire was only hear to taunt them, and not to attack. If he attacked, it would be foolish.



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    Post  Ivana Braginska on May 1st 2012, 12:57 pm



    The Russian huntress had come face to face with the other vampire hunters that she had sensed. "Privet. Et seems that there are more hunters besides me in this town, da?" Her crimson irises locked on to the Irish huntress. She was a vampire but was she a half-sister? The Irish woman was a vampire but she was also a huntress.

    Ivana stared into the cold blue eyes of the other hunter. He was human and she knew that he lost someone that he cared about thanks to Alin. She could sympathize with him. She felt her father's eyes on them and she turned to glare at him. She would do whatever was necessary to finish her vow for vengeance but it wasn't time yet...



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    Post  Ivan Braginski on May 1st 2012, 1:16 pm

    A cold sinking feeling settled in the Russian's insides; he felt like he just swallowed a whole block of ice.

    "Estonia's......" He began in a voice in hardly a whisper and faded in a shaky exhale; he just couldn't being himself to finish the question. Sure, he's seen the Latvian cry before but.... but never like this...

    His chest still ached, but now he felt a part of him was missing.. literally... One of his Soviets had fallen; Russia was no longer truely whole. The icy feeling feeling of dread the pit of his stomach began to boil... to burn with a sudden, unextinguishable fury.. a wrath even.

    Ivan didn't notice the low, animal-like growl that bubbled in the depths of his throat; his mind was set now on the traumatized Latvian child before him. The Russian scooped the boy up into his arms and held him in some sort of snug embrace.

    "Raivis..." He muttered. "aI'm going to get you out of here. We need to find Vladimir first, he went off into the woods by himself and I'm not sure of his location now but... Eduard's death will not go unavenged..."

    There was a slight snarl in the Russian's voice as he spoke the last part, as if he was vowing that to the world; there was going to be blood. Wait... the snarl...? Ivan blinked and glanced up at the sky; dark clouds still blocked the moonlight, yet he could see an oddly bright gleam just begining to fade it's way through the grey clouds. A sudden twinge of worry pricked Ivan's heightening senses like a thorn would prick a nerve; He had to move quickly...

    Ivan stood with the sobbing Latvian still in his arms, and set the boy on his horse. He swung up behind the other nation and dug his heels into the stallion's sides, bursting in a gallop deeper into the woods. He was trying to track down the sent of his youngest son; hopefully no one, or nothing would find the Russian boy before his father got there. If Vladimir is attacked by the similar monster that killed his Baltic...

    One could only pray that the grace of God will put an end to them before Ivan can get his hands around their necks..

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    Post  Guest on May 1st 2012, 6:56 pm

    Raivis allowed himself to be carried then mounted on to the Stallion By The Russian man. He didn't notice the growl emitting from inside his boss, all he could think of was his Brother as they rode off into the night. His Brother's death was going to be avenged tonight, The Latvian no longer feared death as he felt his heart numb. He felt the wind blow against his face and through his hair, inside his mind he was reliving his memories with Estonia, which seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.

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    Post  Lynette Bonnefoy on May 1st 2012, 7:11 pm

    Shaking her head, snapping out of her perv-mode. She looked off after the young boy. "Poor kid...." she thought. That poor child....was now tramatized because of that damn bloodsucking leech........ she thought as she felt rage engulf her. Casting one last glance at her brother, she saluted him, saying "Au revoir for now mon frere!" she said with a smirk before heading off into the night, towards a old castle. l He must be in there. " she thought to herself as she came upon the door & pushed her way in. She gulped. "Here goes nothing........" she sighed, as she quietly walked inside.



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    Post  Alin Dumitru on May 1st 2012, 7:51 pm


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    The vampire sighed with fake disappointment, as if he had expected the two vampire hunters to greet him friendly. He put cold, pale hands behind his head, rolling his crimson eyes. "How sad, I was expecting was warm greeting."



    Alin ignored the American hunter, walking in a circle around the Irish vampire huntress. "Eire~ you haven't changed a bit~" He joked, a smirk wide on his face.



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    Post  Eireann Ó'Reilly on May 1st 2012, 8:25 pm


    Eireann growled and narrowed her eyes, watching the Romanian closely as he circled her. It took all of her willpower to not slice him through at such close range. If she did, it would have meant nothing short of a war for the hunters and the vampires. But with the tremendous number of bloodsuckers growing by the hour, starting a war would only be suicide.

    She 'tsked' at his attempt to act charming, copying his joking tone of voice. "Oh really~? I must'ave missed my appearance never changing in that non-existent reflection of mine~" In the end, her voice came out as an enraged hiss.




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    Post  Francis Bonnefoy on May 1st 2012, 8:25 pm

    Francis didn't seem the least bit startled as the Latvian boy ran out into the forest, nor did he seem as concerned, surprisingly. Either the boy would be killed off, find proper shelter by daylight, or be found by someone else. All previous actions of pity and the urge to protect seemed to have vanished entierly, and the Frenchman didn't seem eager to go around searching for the boy. He raised an eyebrow, slightly scowling at his sister for a moment.

    "Mon dieu...Lynette, do you seriously think I'll stand seeing you go off alone...?" He watched her head off for a moment, then cursed under his breath and, rather hesitantly, followed after her, deciding to keep a distance away from her. However, as he noticed her enter the castle up ahead, a low, irritable growl rose in his throat, yet a flicker of uneasiness flashed in his gaze.

    "Lynette!" He hissed softly, glaring in her direction and fangs bared in frustration. With the risk of his sister's life hanging on his shoulders, the Frenchman seemed in no mood for playing around. "Your funeral then." Francis muttered irritably; instead of following, he shook his head and merely shifted into his bat form, flying up and perching on a high branch of a tree above. The reek of vampires, be it an old or new scent, as well as the lingering scent of hunters in the distance made the Frenchman on edge. Whether Lynette came across a vampire in the castle, any scream would tell Francis all he needed to know. Now, if she killed one, it would be an entierly different matter to the Frenchman.

    But as he settled down into thought, he decided that as much as he'd prefer to protect her, yet remained relieved she hadn't decided to kill him at first sight, none of it was his problem.
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    Post  Alin Dumitru on May 1st 2012, 8:36 pm


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    He appeared back against a tree, leaning against it once again. The mischievous of his never fading as he began to formulate a plan in his head. "Oh come on now~" Alin walked towards her once more. "Don't tell me you're still mad."



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    Post  Eireann Ó'Reilly on May 1st 2012, 9:03 pm


    "Hah! You think I'm mad? Oh, no..." In her blinding anger, the huntress thrust out her hand and grabbed the vampire by the collar of his coat, yanking him in her direction so she could glare straight into those bloody eyes of his. Yet in the midst of it all, she completely overlooked drawing her weapon as a second defense.

    "My hatred for you burns much deeper than some petty anger, Dumitru. I will see to it that, by the end of this century, your life becomes a living hell. I can't wait to see you suffer at the hands of the Council. That will be the day I finally see some light in this pathetic life."




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    Post  Alin Dumitru on May 1st 2012, 9:17 pm


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    "Oh~ is that a threat?" The words spoken by the Irish woman did nothing to him, if anything, it made the evil smirk on his face grow even more as he noticed to things: One, they were close, and two she had forgetten to use her weapon to defend herself from his attacks. "Heh. You made a stupid mistake, Eireann." The previous charming tone in his force had left him and he cuffed the huntress's chin in his hand. "I think it is time for you to finally join my side."



    Alin did not give her time to react as he quickly sunk his fangs into her neck, hard. At the same time, his hand flew to her mouth to block out her screams after it knocked her weapon from her hands.


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    Post  Eireann Ó'Reilly on May 1st 2012, 10:09 pm


    As Alin cupped the huntress' chin in his hand, she opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by his next words.

    "I think it is time for you to finally join my side."

    Her eyes widened in revelation of what he was saying. On instinct, she let him go and staggered backward as her hand flew to unsheathe her blade. But her speed was nothing compared to his. In no time at all, he had knocked her blade from her hands and clamped a hand tightly over her mouth because what came next was beyond even the pain tolerance of the most experienced hunters. Alin's fangs sank harshly into her neck, forcing the girl to scream in pain. Luckily, the sound was expertly filtered by his cover over her lips.

    Venom pulsated through her veins and intensified the toxins that had remained from the huntress' last encounter with the powerful vampire. It sent a burning sensation throughout her entire body, causing her to squirm and fight against his iron grip. Her eyes clenched when her resistance began to fail. She could feel the strength draining from her limbs with every added ounce of venom he transferred to her body.

    With her vision blurred and her senses fading, Eireann's legs finally gave way and she had no choice but to rely on the Romanian's hold to keep her upright. However, she doubted he would offer such compassion to her - being his sworn enemy and all.




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    Post  Alin Dumitru on May 1st 2012, 10:28 pm


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    Much to the hunter's surprise, the vampire held her. He released his fangs from her now bloody neck, licking the remaining blood from the large wound he had left on her. "I must say, it was a nice attempt to try and attack me right then~ but you just aren't fast enough~" He licked the blood from his lips.



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    Post  Lynette Bonnefoy on May 1st 2012, 10:45 pm

    Slowly walking inside the castle, Lynnette started having second thoughts. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." she thought, as the vampire's scent got closer & closer, mixed with other blood scents. Suddenly, her ruby eyes widened in horror as she heard an ear-piercing scream. "I was right, that bastard IS here," she said, walking closer to see the brunette vampire attempting to pull the bullet out of his shoulder that she shot earlier, along with other spots, probably from her knife. Making sure to stay hidden in the shadows, only her ruby red eyes could be seen, but it seemed like the vampire wasn't aware of her presence, as she pulled a katana from her back, readying herself the way her friend, Ichigo, showed her. Ichigo as in, Tokyo, as in. Queen of the Samurai who's taught Lynnette everything she knows about fighting.



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    Post  Ivana Braginska on May 2nd 2012, 12:14 am



    "Let her go you bastard! Ivana hissed at the Romanian. As much as she wanted to badly kill him, she knew that if she tried he may as well use the Irish huntress as a shield. She silently cursed under her breath. She turned her head to the other vampire hunter but noticed that he was in shock too. Useless. Ivana stood ready with her blades risen. "Bring it, bastard."



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    Post  Alfred F. Jones on May 2nd 2012, 12:24 am


    Alfred said nothing as Alin confronted Eireann. It wasn't his place to get in between them, but he had a terrible feeling about this. He didn't like the way Alin stalked her like she was some kind of a meal, which in this case, she was. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously, gripping Freedom Fighter tightly within his hand. As Alin commented about her needing to join his side, everything seemed to happen in a blur of moment afterward. Alfred's breath caught in his throat as Eireann's scream pierced the air. "You son of a bitch!" The Hunter heard himself scream and he brought Freedom Fighter up.

    The vampire must have assumed he or the other Huntress would attack, because he blocked himself with Eireann's body, and Alfred could only watch in horror as those fangs buried themselves deep within the Huntress' skin. The horrifying sight of his sensei being pierced crossed his mind and he had to look away, teeth gritted. Another ally would be gone...no. He had to help her.

    He raised his gun, advancing on the vampire with the Huntress still in his arms. He could faintly hear the other Huntress snapping a command at the vampire as he neared them. "Release her! Now, Al-..." His words stopped short. His sapphire orbs widened in horror, sensing a presence he hadn't felt in a long while...he seemed to be frozen still because of it, too.

    "No..." He breathed to himself within a whisper...limbs secretly beginning to tremble. He couldn't deal with Arthur - not now...not after Eireann had been changed.



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    Post  Alin Dumitru on May 2nd 2012, 12:35 am


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    "Well, I think it's time for you and your old teacher to have a lovely reunion." Alin picked Eireann up bridal style, planning to take her back to the Dumitru mansion. He turned and began walking.



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    Post  Celdwyn Kirkland on May 2nd 2012, 12:38 am



    Vlad woke up, grabbing his head swiftly with his hands as a high pitch sound flooded his head. His hand felt the cooling blood of where his wound had finally stopped bleeding, but left a small puddle on the rock. Knowing that he won't be going back to sleep anytime soon he stood up and stretched a bit. An image of a castle appeared in his head, something told him he should go there. He began to run at a inhuman pace, trying to get to that castle. He was running pretty fine other than the blood loss and he felt hungry...inhumanly hungry...

    "Gah...Must hurry..." He mumbled to himself as he picked up the pace. His white outfit stood out from the dark night, and glowed a bit because of the moon. He cursed a bit in Russian as his stomach began to hurt from emptiness, causing him to stop next to a tree to take a quick rest.
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    Post  Arthur Kirkland on May 2nd 2012, 12:53 am

    Darkness. The very thing he fought for so long, only to be turned into a creature that dwelled and thrived in it. Ever since Arthur was changed into a vampire, his views on those beings changed. They didn't seem so bad after all and as the years progressed, he steadily perfected the art of being a creature living between life and death. If only he could get his pupil, Alfred, to understand...Soon though, very soon...

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    Upon hearing that there was to be a meeting of all vampires in the King's dominion, he surely had to attend. If vampires were to be there, so would the hunters. Perfect.

    Arthur smirked to himself as he appeared from the shadows behind his beloved pupil. He tilted his head, sensing the panic that flooded through the hunter and the blood that rushed to his heart. That drove the male mad with hunger and desire. Sadly, he'd have to keep his antics to a minimum. "Now, now, Alfred. I taught you better, didn't I~?" He whispered in the hunter's ear, putting his arm around Alfred's neck and leaning forward, gently trailing his finger across the side of his face.
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    Post  Alfred F. Jones on May 2nd 2012, 1:12 am


    A cold shudder ran through Alfred's system, leaving him to appear vulnerable in front of his fallen sensei. In fact, he was vulnerable - he always had been, because no matter how much he told himself he would take Arthur down, he couldn't seem to do it. Arthur knew this too. The Hunter, sadly, was wrapped firmly around the vampire's finger. Alfred couldn't seem to breathe correctly as Arthur snaked an arm around him and caressed his cheek with a single finger. He visibly shivered when Arthur whispered into his ear...but pushing through his state of shock, he gritted his teeth. "Get...get away from me." He snapped pathetically, not attempting to physically move Arthur.



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    Main: Alfred F. Jones (2P!America).
    Others: Julchen Beilschmidt, Viktor Braginski.

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