Man: Tis been a while, although short, the taste is so addictive..*lowering down upon the womans' waist, he tilts her head away* And for it tis not right, for me to be like this upon thee. I shall make it quick, and painless. *covering the woman's eyes he sinks his lips on her neck, a tearing noise is heard as she muffles a scream, drinking of her vitae as he downs it fast, the yourned taste now filling his dried self. His pale skin refreshens with a more tanner color, as his long weak hair grows strong and full of it's color. The wrinkled skin becomes more smooth and young as he finishes her off, snapping her neck.. standing off the woman's corpse. He turns his head to Shutat* Thank you m'brother......*stepping off the woman towards the darkened streets, the two react the HQ* I hope she does nay hate me.. did .. you tell her about us?
Shutat: Nay.. i did not. For she only knows....about me. and changing forms. Our traditions have yet to be broken, brother.
Garr: Good. At least we won't have any other problems with the VIB. (Vampire Intelligence Bureau. Sorry, had to put in a funny thing, there. .HA!! Grrr.. n/m.. )
Shutat: Last i heard.. they were, heh, extinct.
Garr: by and by, the time may fly, but never think ones deceased.. look at us . heh..
*As they move up the stairs they change their pressence to a more unnoticable form, to pass through, and not wake anyone.. they form once again, by the stairs.*
Garr: I must.. be true to her, for she is my love.. i cannot treat her like the others... I love her, and.. she must know...
Shutat: For if she must, then i bid you luck m'brother. I hope she loves you as much as i've seen, and as much as it can be. And not disagree for what you are.
Garr: Why does life be so harsh upon us brother?.. for one but know not why and how we act for we are different, we are nothing but still human beings!
Shutat: Most for what they fear, they hate, and what they hate, they want to make gone, and for they know not of our trueness, they see us as enemies, for we take, and can give, but to a cost.
Garr: I love her...
Shutat: Go now... *walks off to the elevator, merging in it, going upstairs by form, not using the elevator, this late.*
*As Garr proceeds down the stairs, he makes his way past the rooms, to Akari's room.. checking the door, which is locked he turns into mist to get into the room, and phasing back in on the opposing side, seeing her beauty lay there.. he frowns, for it tis been long since he seen her...*
*Akari sleeps, unaware, under the covers, as she rolls on her back, letting out a whimper, the sweat shown on her face, shows she is having a dream, may it be good or bad.. Garr frowns and walks forth towards her.. sitting on the bed beside her.. he lowers down kissing her lips, watching her, as she slowly awakens*
Akari: *in shock she jumps back on the bed and stiffles a scream as her eyes widen to the sight of him* G.. Garr??.. y.. you can't be you! What, .. who are you?
Garr: *looking down some, her turns his head to looks at her* Long it's been.. i know...and Shutat had told ye what.. but.. i must tell you the true reason, and what.. for who, i am.
*As Akari starts to back up against the bed's top.. she shakes her head, and doesn't know how to believe it is him..*
Garr: Ever since that night, at the fountain, i had lied to you about me.. And i could not tell you the truth of everything. Though one thing still stands forth. .. and that is that i love ye. I could not, tell ye everything, for i feared ye would run, or try to keep us apart, by knowing such.. And ye once had figured it out, though i made ye forget. M'love.. You know me as Garr Aileron. But my birth name, is Garr Serin..I was born in 1323...i am a vampire, Akari..
Akari: *as the tears formed under her eyes she looks at him, and shakes her head* you mean what they said...Fenrir, them all.. they were true..? you mean to tell me that you lied to me .. how ..when ..were you going to tell me??..
Garr: when i return...*starts to stand up some, off the bedside..her looks down and turns his back to her* Akari Shimazu, i love you.. and, i wanted you to know this.. but it had been long since i told someone thtis. and i love you truly, and fror everything i keep secret, i didn't want to scare you off.. i know.. it's hard..and i know you probably see me a whole lot different.. if you do not want me to talk to you.. i understand.. if you do not want to see me.. i.. understand..
Akari: *notices some blood on the bed, from where he stood as Garr begins to walk to the door, she moves down on the bed and looks to him* you mean this.. don't you.. about being a vampire... ?
Garr: I love you so much, i could not speak to you when i first met you, i knew not of ye, or how you'd react.. i didn't.. want to lose you *lowering his head against the door. and closes his eyes* I..wanted to give you this...*pulling out a small box from his trench.. holding it in his palm, the box not like a normal ring box, but black velvet, circular around the middle and shaped oblong.. he lets it phase from his hand, reappearing upon the end of her bed...* ..it may mean less now, to how you feel.. or yer current state... but inside if you feel the same, shall be somethting for you, and if yer heart is not.. then it shall not be. (when she opens it, if she still loves him the object to show her his true affection is in there. And if she doesn't then the box will have a necklace or somthing about the feeling on how it shall be...)
*as he turns his head back to her once, as wipes his right eye, from the
tears welling up..*....there is much, i may have told you false, but.. i meant
it in good attempts.. for, i.. .. nevermind.. *begins to fade out as he closes
his eyes* Akari, m'love, til i see you again.. i hope for you love me the same,
for i shall never love you less..
{Back in the hallway Shutat waits outside his door and nods to him, telling
him to come into his room to talk tonight, .. for they both know it shall be a
long one.}
New Order? New Love?
By: ~Jeff
[WAD-R HQ]
The HQ is empty. No one seems to be around; yet, a dark figure waits for the front door of the HQ to open.
The figure stands tall beside the door. Becoming impatient he pushes up against the large castle doors of the HQ. They creek open. The creek echo's through out the HQ.
"Hello?" The voice called.
His voice, sounding of a young adult. The figure walks into the HQ, and closes the door behind him. He looks around, examining the HQ closely. He wanders about into the kitchen.
In the kitchen he looks about. Drinks a little soda from a can that was sitting on the HQ (island) table, and walks out, back into the main hall. He continues forward, taking the member's elevator downstairs to the members sector of the HQ. He walks down the long room corridor, touching walls while moving, and examining the names on the doors he passes.
He passes Angel's door, and continues but only turning back to her door. He enters her room and walks in. He takes a step forward, and gasps aloud. Angel sleeps in her bed. Faced down on her pillow, arm wrapping it. On the floor of her bed Jeff's picture. She must have been looking at it before falling asleep.
"Wow! She's�beautiful"; the boy spoke to himself. "She really is an Angel"
The boy, slowly back up, to get out of the door, knocked his elbow on the
wall, causing a loud knock.
Angel turned over, waking up. She rubbed her
eyes before opening them.
"AH! Who the hell are you?" Angel screamed
"I am DeGree. Pleased to meet you" DeGree replied
"Why are you here? IN MY ROOM?" Angel asked
"I read one of your articles. It said something about geeks needed for computer repair" DeGree replied
Angel giggled softly, and signed no with the turn of her head.
"That was a false advertisement. We were�er�basically playing a joke on everyone" Angle said
DeGree looked down to the floor. A depressed and embarrassed look covered his face.
"Oh! Ok, I think.. Um. I'll be going then." DeGree said, while turning to
leave the room.
"No�wait! Everyone went away for the day, and
I...well�sorta need to get something out of my head. Maybe you can keep my
company today. Get to know each other?" Angel spoke, rising no her knees on the
bed.
"Your not false advertising this too, are you?" DeGree asked, while
turning to look at Angel.
Angel signed no with her head, and got up out of bed. A smile masked DeGree's face.
------ To Be Continued -----
{It's December 8th, of 1987, he's gotten into hacking, what's with this world, that machines can ruin the lives of people? For what meaning does a screen give for what you cannot sense can be behind.}
*It is in the early morning, and he gets up from another haunting dream as he manuvers along the side of his bed, to his computer, logging it into the mainframe. Sits back and pulls out a bottle of bloodwyne, and takes a sip as he wipes his eyes, typing in some keys, "@!#hlouq$uo#5&kjh@!#%&*". Sitting back he watches the screen log into the direct sigs, (If you want to know i got it from a hacker i knew who would find cool shit to do with old Apple comps. test it out if you want, neat shit. btw...did i say i was smokin some shit earlier?... nah.. n/m).. As he takes out a bong and packs it some, he watches the screen taking his lighter, taking a hit of it, before he returns his keys typing down numerous key commands and continuous lines of crap, til he gets in line with the bank accounts. As he types in a designated amount he stands from the comp and takes two more hits.. jacking out of the mainframe..* Fuckin assholes know not what they cannot see, but know only that they miss something.
{As he takes the last hit off the packed weed he sets it down and walks out ttaking his trench with him walking the alleys to the bank as he moves throughout the area unknown, until he rushes into the steps and into the building.. walking up to the clerk, talking to her, and asking to make a withdrawl... As any person like him would do, take the money and leave...}
*As he walks out of the bank he wals to the Stigmata Club outside on Burns St. and Crease Ave., nodding to the regular groupies, and to the bar tender..*
Natasha: Good eve, Garr. And welcome back to us.. You are here rather early today, and smell of.. ahem..
Garr: Natasha.. shh.. don't let the dead hear ye. heh. here's my current rent pay, and the loan, and the tabs. *handing her over 1234 dollars and 54 cents, he nods to her, making his way to the stairs..*
Natasha: Sure hope some day, Garr you would not wait so long on the bills.. mmm?
Garr: *turning to look at her, nods some* Maybe.. if i don't lose touch.
{As Garr moves up the stairs he walks to his room sticking the key in, but turns it, noticing the door only creeks open.. cautiously, he pushes it open and jumps to the side pulling his claw from his trench, sliding off each sheath, as he closes his eyes, to sense the pressence of others..}
Garr: Who's there?...*as he moves infront of the door holding his left hand behind him with the claw attached.. stepping in as he looks around noticing his rooms' been trashed and his computer fried, not to mention his weed aswell... jaw drops and falls to his knees* Fuckin A!.. who fuckin ruined my weed man!?
Man#1: *moves around from behind the door and tries to swing a pipe down on his neck, doing so but gets slashed in the process of knocking him unconcious.. * fuck!.. damn asshole cut me! *as he drops the pipe, feeling a bit woozy, Garr had laced it with poison, from a cobra.. he starts to feel it sting upon his arm, and scratches it some and screams* Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bob help me this shit is.. ugh! *falls to his side as three other men dressed in suits walk out of the bedroom, and throw down countless papers of data..* he's the..one alright..*..closes his eyes, fainting..dying*
Man#2: Fuck.. there he goes, well..shall we haul him off or what boss?..
#4: Cuff him, and sit him down, i need to have a little man to man chat with this asshole. See what all he knows.
#3: As you wish sir. Lets go Bob. *as they both walk to garr picking him up and dragging him to the closest ready chair and cuffs him to it*
#4: *It's sundown. Walking up to Garr he spits at him in the face to see if he wakes, as so he does a bit, dizzy..*
Garr: What tha?...who are you mother fuckers?! And where do you go smokin up all my weed bitch!
#4: Fuck you prick, and you got tons of explaining hacking into government accounts like that. and weed. that's illegal you fuckin know?
Garr: Fuck that man. *as he struggles some, feeling free, he just changes, as he pull his hands up along the chair and uses his protean discipline to add on strength to himself, to break the cuffs and lounge at the man, in black. * Fucker you think you can start shit with me? I'm going to rock yer world, bitch!
#2 & #3: *pulling out their guns they blast 2 rounds into his sides, yet only to have he groan in pain and punch his hand through the bosses chest.. falling upon the body.. as he pretends to be dying..*
#2: Now what.. he killed the boss, and now we killed him.. fuck.. all we got now is a fuckin guy, some trashed shit, computer paper with fuckin who knows what on it, and a dead boss.. geez
#3: yep.. time to pack up.*as he hops over the corpses, the 2nd man walks up and kicks Garr in his side...*
Garr: ha.. fool.. *leaps up and bites him by his neck, pulling his esophagus out and throws him into the wall, as the 3rd man turns he rushes at him ramming him outside the room and into the hallway, taking the man's pocket knife and slamming it into his right eye... * Fuckers
{throws the bodies outside his room as the pack rats decide to drag off the bodies and have their feasts with them, as he tries to gather his things, to make another fucking leave.. taking enough shit in a bag he looks to Natasha at his doorway}
Garr: Natasha.. i must go.. again..
Natasha: i understand Garr... maybe living in a steady place isn't yer
style. Try living outside, or outdoors.. Maybe it's the city, bringing new
things to our old minds.. So very mixed up this world has become.
Garr: thanks for the advice.. . but maybe some day i may return.. or may find a love. my ass either will happen, but think of me. M'lady..
Natasha: like i don't already, lady charmer? Go now, and we'll clean up, don't need new wanderers finding out about yer stay, with such things.. Bye Garr Serlin.
Garr: Please...it's Aileron now Natasha.. i don't want to reminded of my past.. but thanks.. and bye, Natasha Green.. Hopefully some day we may meet again.. *taking his things over his shoulder, he wanders down the hallway and stairs, on his way to the door, as he vanishes this day..*
(probably the last of the Garr's history shit, i don't know, i'm really dizzy
right now.. it may be shit but f*** that!)
Sender: Make a move and your DEAD.
Fenrir: Does wetting myself count?
Sender shakes his head. "Weir�get back 'ere!"
he sees the Zerg escaping his field of vision around the corner, leading to the main living room and the basement. He scrambles and continues the pursuit. Akari is watching.
Akari: NO ONE could have created a family like you guys did...err, I mean that in a good way
Angel: uh-uh...
-The basement-
Fenrir slithers around the old junk.
Fenrir: My my my...we need to clean this place up sometime. Is that...Faenix?
A shape in the darkness yells out
"GO AWAY GO AWAY! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M HIDING FROM THE JEWISH MAFIA?!"
Fenrir: What??
Faenix: They are everywhere...even foil doesn't stop them! When they find a target, they take a candle, light it up, shine it real good, turn it sideways, and stick it up your a�
Sender: Got ya! *jumps on Fenrir*
Fenrir: eep!
He tried to get away but the human tackled him.
Faenix: Easy Sender! You forget I know 200 ways to kill a man.
Sender: grrr... You could glue an open jar of rats to Fenrirs face, then blow torch the other side of the jar so the rats have to eat their way out through his face.
Faenix: 201...
Fenrir: oh yeah, well....Hummana Hummana Howwa
Faenix: I didn't know you spoke Cherokee.
Fenrir: Yeah well, there's alot you don't know about me. Listen Sender, I have something to say to you that I never said before.
Faenix: ...Teeny tiny bottle of pinky inky.....what? Has he said that before?
The two blink and look at him.
Fenrir: I'm sure we could put aside our differences and try to live as friends, my good buddy. For as much as I have sinned, been selfish, and totally spit on society, I'm sure that a man such as you, a good man, can find it in your heard to forgive me...
Sender: *hugs fenrir in tears* That was beautiful man!
Fenrir grins and shows Faenix a book titled "How to make sappy and quick emotional apologies"
Faenix: Oh my....
***
Later that day, everyone is happy and content. The new kid DeGree, is testing out the newly installed escalator leading to the second floor of the HQ
DeGree: Hey! Someone!... The escalator stopped! I'm Stuck!... Somebody? Anybody?!
Angel: oh DeGree....*sigh*
Jeff: *mumble* kids...
Fenrir: JUMP OFF LITTLE BOY! JUUUMPPP! muahahahah!.
Angel: *whaps Fenrir* Fenny! Be nice!
Fenrir: *sigh* yes mommy..
Sender: I cannot believe you have such thoughts as this Fenrir...I thought you promised to be good and kind to everyone from now on.
Fenrir: I umm...forgot... *whispers* My thoughts involve you and a pair of starving Rotwillers
Sender: What was that?
Fenrir: I said where is Faenix?
Sender: He's still in the basement hiding from the Jewish Mafia...
DeGree: Jewish Mafia...pfff..no such thing *whispers to his coat* Boris..they know too much.
Fenrir: I feel bad.. let's go find him and try to talk some sense into him.
The three run into the basement and find Faenix unconscious. A large wooden dradel is beside him.
Fenrir: See?! The Jewish mafia hit him over the head with this Dradel! We have to help him...
DeGree: I'm a doctor! Stand back..I'll help him.
Fenrir You!? The son of poor Okey Mountain pigs. How'd you afford med school?
DeGree: Two words... Vivisection volunteer. Sure it hurt, but I'm told as a result of banging me on the head with a large hammer & then slicing open my stomach & digging around in my insides they were able to rule out two theories on why fat people perspire. Mini golf put me through Dental school.
Fenrir: Oh.. a worthy cause, so shall we get on with it.
DeGree: Bend over, grab the desk & grit your teeth...
Sender: Not him you fool! Faenix!
DeGree: Right...sorry *gets med kit and starts his work*
-Two hours later-
Fenrir: Your stepping on my head!
Faenix: Like I can do more damage?? This is YOUR fault!
Fenrir: NO it isn't! It's not my fault you not have an armf for a leg and an ear for a toe and a leg for a bum cheek! It was DeGrees fault!!
Faenix: Who the heck is DeGree? Grrrr
Fenrir: *points to the corner* The little kid over the�where is he?!
Sender: He was just here a second ago...look! His clothes are on the floor...You don't suppose he's a ghost, do you?
DeGree: Who knows....MUAHAHAHAH! *poof* *disappears*
Faenix, Sender, Fenrir: AHHHH! *run upstairs*
Weirdos....
--This story has only been done to show you the power of my wacky quote maker/finder! :P