a victims' revelation....

Tvim could have cared less about the fight between the two vamps, but she stood infront of 'Strella and Tsuj guardiang them in case one of the many vamps around them got the notion into their heads to attack. As she saw Ionni's fright and indescision she walked over and stood nearby almost as a reminder that she had saved and loved a mortal.

 

<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
<table class=ooc><tr><td>All others! Feel free to post your responses! I and JTCC are just waiting on you all to post something in response to sieben's sudden revival! Comeon don't be afraid!</td></tr></table>

 

Ionni twisted to Sieben. Her warm blood dripped down her fingers. Her eyes narrowed towards Jahhar. <span style='color:red'>Not now</span> She whispered. <span style='color:red'>Somewhere else, some other time...</span> She sighed and spoke aloud. <span style='color:red'>I-I must feed. I cannot stay like this...I wish to return human. I want it to be...like it was...</span> She looked towards Tvim and smiled, running her hand across her face. <span style='color:red'>Thankyou</span> She didn't explain why, and she didn't tell her why. She simply climbed up a tree and sat on the branch, wating for her master to guide her and teach her.

 

Sieben merely smirked at the of Jahhar before shaking his head and looking up towards the treetop at little Ionni. "Come...Ionni...Adara...we are expecting a snow storm. And I rather not be frozen for eternity." He called out to the two of them with a smirk as his eyes drifted back down onto Jahhar. He shook his head a bit and slipped a hand over the side of his face. "That's right Jahhar...just another ghost...to join the ones of your past." Sieben spoke with a smirk knowing a bit of Jahhar's memories from drinking his blood and changing him...so many years back. Sieben laughed aloud and crossed his arms over with his wings relaxing back against his shoulders.

Adara looked up over towards Sieben and gave him a grin before bouncing over and giving him a hug. She knew that her master couldn't die! He is an anicent, they don't die so easily as many come to believe. She snuggled into him and drew back wipping away tears. Slips her tongue over her lips and looks over towards Jahhar with a sly grin shaking her head. "Poor...poor...vampire." She chuckled giddly like moving off and collecting Sieben's coat and tie.

 

Tvim looked up at Ionni <span style='color:blue'>I would advise not to follow him</span> she said so that only Ionni could hear her. <span style='color:blue'>The ancient has no feeling he lives no almost ordinary life, he cannot, too many know him as a vamp. If you follow him, there is no chance that you can live an ordinary life as well.</span> She held out her paw to Ionni, <span style='color:blue'>Just listen, you don't need to follow me, but if you truely wish to live an ordinary life and hide when the urge to feed is overcoming, Shadow or I are the ones to follow. Not Jahhar, not Sieben, not even Adara. Please, come with us.</span> She held out her paw farther. Tsuj watched Ionni, her decision was her life now, it could turn out like Tvim's as a semi-ordinary life, or like Seiben's a life of un-ending pain and lonliness.

 

Jahhar turned and looked at Sieben sternly, ignoring Shadow. ""Prehaps you live. It is no matter..." He opened a vial from his scatchel and tossed it lightly towards Sieben, its fluids falling into the snow at Sieben' feet. Jahhar chuckled to himself as liquid-like vines grew up from the drops on the ground and entangled Sieben. Jahhar approached Sieben. "If you live, then that is too bad..." Jahhar punched Sieben with his left, then right hand before foward kicking him in the jaw. Jahhar was able to summon the energy to beat up Sieben, but hopefully Sieben didn't free himself from the vines. Prehaps Jahhar underestimated Sieben too much, or prehaps he was too angry to care.

 

Ionni leaned her head back, and coughed dryly. Her human and vampire sides were fighitng her emotions. <span style='color:yellow'>Ionni...your master is Sieben!</span> Ionni hissed and snarled, while her human side spoke. <span style='color:yellow'>It is Shadow and Tvim! Go now!</span> Her eyes were a mixing black and red, and her coat was a silver-red glow. She narrowed her eyes to Sieben, just being hit by Jahhar. Then she looked at Shadow and Tvim. She couldn't decide. Her fate was ahead of her.
<span style='color:green'>Tucked away is your brother's will, Ionni. He has long since died, gone from these grounds you walk. Do not choose the dark way. Do as your brother would want</span>
Ionni let herself fall off the tree, and she landed softly on all fours. She approached Sieben, who was staring down at the fluid Jahhar had thrown. The breeze went by slowly, brushing Ionnis hair in her eyes, and making the snow drift. She slowly reached into her pocket and felt the cold metal. Her smile was gone now, leaving a bold and solemn expression. She grasped the handle of the gun, cocked it, and revealed it from her pocket, pointing it towards Sieben. Ionni put it to his forehead and backed him up to a tree, as he stumbled and was finally pinned. The hand that held the gun shook and trembled. Jahhar was about to step in. <span style='color:red'>Jahhar, get back! This is personal!</span> She let her eyes sink into Siebens, and his smirk arroused a small laughing. <span style='color:red'>Shut the fuck up, you!</span> She gun whipped him across his right cheek, and grabbed his neck with her free hand. Her eyes were glowing bright crimson, and the hair on her neck was raised, her heart beating rapidly and the blood in her veins speeding up...faster...faster...faster...
Ionni did not cry, but let her teeth grind against each other. <span style='color:red'>Tell me, Sieben, what are you? What aren't you telling me?</span> Her voice was deep and scratchy, and she raised her brow slightly. The grip on his neck tightened, and her finger was anxious to pull the trigger.
<span style='color:green'>It would send a single bullet through his head...blood will spill...but he will not die...Remember it Ionni...he is indestructable</span> Ionni flinched at the voice, but regained her focus...

 

Sieben grinned at the two of them as they assulted. His eyes when wide as he looked back into Ionni's eyes. "I don't have answers that you seek broodling. Perhaps those memories that course throughout your mind can tell you. Perhaps you can look beyond all the killing and bloodshed I have caused over the centuries." He spoke to her with a calm, but insane sounding voice. His hand under all the strength broke free from the liquid vines that held him. He took hold of Ionni's hand and held it as his neck didn't show any signs of being harmed. "Go ahead...squeal the trigger...don't force your feelings beneath the surface." He spoke as that of his large boned out wings broke free shattering the rest of the strange liquid like glass from being free. He reached his other hand up and took hold of hers that held him about the neck and pulled it back forcefully, tearing his flesh as he did. He moved away from the tree and walked towards her with the gun still against his forehead. "Comeon...comeon..." he urged her on.

 

The figure was walking her down, making her stumble backward, as he chanted words. <span style='color:red'>It was you Sieben! You've caused pain and suffering to all these fucking people and now...now...now you've past my line! You'll fucking pay!</span> She pulled the trigger and the figure fell to the ground. Ionni was stained with blood, and parts of Siebens head lay nearby. Again, she fired, pulling out 5 bullets into his chest. The gun slipped out of her hand and fell to the ground. Shadow was watching in astonishment, and Ionni wiped tears from her eyes. She ran and embraced Tvim, squeezing her tightly. She closed her eyes and wished all of this was a dream, but it wasn't. It was a cold and numb nightmare, lost by Siebens own hatered. <span style='color:purple'>We...we must go Tvim...Me, Shadow...you...we...we need to go now....b-before he is human again...</span> Ionni was pulling at Shadows hand. Her eyes were soft now, and she was human again. The soft whimpers under her breath were now heard, and the tears than ran in her veins were now caressing her cheeks as they dripped down to her chin. <span style='color:yellow'>I want to live a good life now...</span> Her hand was pulling at his. She was eager...eager to go on...

 

Jahhar shook his head at Ionni's action. She had done what Sieben wanted, even though she had struck at Sieben, she had let her anger consumer her. Who could blame her though? Not only did she have reason to show anger towards Sieben, Sieben, being a vampire, was very charismatic, able to influence nearly anyone into doing his whim...
Jahhar sat down in the snow and watched intently at Sieben's body. Soon enough it would become live again. Why did Jahhar wait to try to strike Sieben down again? Prehaps his own anger pressed Jahhar into fighting an unwinable battle. Whatever the case, Jahhar would hope to oneday find some weakness of this ancient... For now, he would fight, prehaps Jahhar hoped that Sieben's weakness would reveal itself in a fight.

 

This time around, Sieben's body just remained there on the ground. That of his blood o hte other hand when else where. Just as it was to be, Sieben had became anew...in a new body. He parted his white eyes and held out his hand towards Ionni's gun, causing it to fly towards him. A grin crossed his face as he looked upon the weapon. "Ionni...you have gone and made the capital crime against your own kind. You allowed that of your anger go and cloud your judgement. And for that, you couldn't look pass the fault memories that was in your mind." He spoke with a fanged almost angered grin at the gun formed in his hand, dripping off of it's steel casing becoming extremely hot and becoming something far more deadly then any handgun. The moltening weapon cooled off so quickly and became a solid...new gun. He gave it a glare and slid out the clip into his hand. The clip was empty...for a short time before dark tipped bullets filled it's chamber. Sieben shook his head and turned the gun out into the direction of Ionni. She was no longer a creature of the night to him, she was just another pointless blood crazed creature. "So sorry for...not showing you the true path behind Shadow's judgement..."

Adara came back and stopped suddenly at the stand still, watching her master over off away from his soon, ashed and charred body back to his new one that stood off away from it. She gasped at the sight of the holy handgun in his hand, feeling tears coursing down her cheeks. Ionni...why couldn't you have been strong...she thought, sinking onto the ground with her knees beneath her.

 

Jahhar watched as the gun reshaped itself in Sieben's hand. He got up and stepped away from Sieben. Prehaps he would have helped Ionni, but she was lukewarm. Ionni couldn't decide whether to live a life of evil or to live her life fully. She kept switching sides, she was too undecisive to the point that it annoyed Jahhar. Ionni was confused, so much mental trouble clearly running in her mind. Jahhar could see that fact without much trouble...
Something bothered Jahhar though, by letting Sieben kill Ionni, it was almost as if he had killed Ionni... It wasn't like Jahhar to let people die no matter how bad their mental state was. He didn't believe in active euthanasia... Jahhar approached Sieben from behind and whispered into his ear. "Let her live, she is confused, she doesn't understand what she is doing. It has been a long day. Come to her another time when she has become more accustomed to her new condition..."

 

Sieben gave a light glare at the sound of Jahhar's voice before lowering the silver stocked handgun. he lowered his eyes down for a short moment as they clouded over with redness. Sieben turned on the spin of his heel and threw out a open hand bitch slap to him, knocking Jahhar to the ground. Sieben shook his head lightly and spat at Jahhar. "For once in your pitiful life...you're right." Sieben spoke crushing the gun in his hand and removing the blessed clip, casting it off away from him. When the bullets hit the ground the exploded from the impact against the ground, leaving a small blackened crater. He slips his hand up along the side of his face and moves towards Adara that just leaped into his arms with an embrassing hug. He returned it with a single arm hug before drawing back with his coat and tie.

 

Tvim had slid in front of Ionni when Sieben had threatened them with the gun. But as Sieben was distracted by Jahhar, she growled and turned to Shadow and Ionni. <span style='color:blue'>Shadow, get Ionni and yourself out of here, before Seiben decides that he would like Ionni as an apprentice as well and try to get her back.</span> she growled to Tsuj and 'Strella too. <span style='color:blue'>You as well, get out of here.</span> She turned back torwards Seiben and spread her wings growling as Jahhar fell. She had lifted a bit when wind had caught her wings but the moment her feet touched the ground, she shot herself at Seiben, slashing at him with talons.

 

Sieben turned at the sudden sound of swoosh of wind. His eyes widened up a bit as the lovely Tvim came at him. He threw up his coat and tie right at that second and reached his hands out taking hold of Tvim by her wrists forcefully. "Do you always attack someone when they have their back turned?" He spoke with a sly tone whipping Tvim around, literary tearing her out of the air and onto the snow where he pinned both of her arms up above her head and with his weight stopped her legs from thrashing about. Agrin crossed his face as he reached his free hand up towards her face to slowly.

Adara on the other hand swung herself around and threw out her hands casting up an invisable barrier over them with her eyes locked on Shadow. "No, intruders this time."

 

The two of them fought, Tvim had crashing into Sieben. <span style='color:yellow'>Its useless!</span> She wanted to yell, but she bit her lip and hushed her thought. Instead, Ionni flipped the hood over her head, and for the first time in a while, she lit a cigarette, letting the smoke tickle her throat and she slowly exhailed, sending a cloud swirling to the air which slowly dispersed. Her eyes hung low, and two bags formed below her eyes. She yawned, pulling her head back, and stretching her wings, making them crack. Her soft face was now a swarthy and bold complexion, the usual bright glow projected from her face was now a withered and frayed stranger, a complete and devious stranger. <span style='color:red'>Nonsense...he should have...he should have killed me...</span> She whispered to herself, slowly turning and walking away from everybody, taking sips of the smoke...exhailing...slowly...The noise leaving through thin air, snow embracing the surroundings, and soon Ionni let herself go. The leaves nestled on trees, leaving foliage over Ionnis head. Time was ample now, Ionni disappeared in the woods, away from the tender future she possessed. <span style='color:yellow'>I will not give up...not this early in life...</span>she said, as each breeze, each breath, each movement...contributing to her dark, disorted future...

 

She struggled a bit though it was no use since Seiben's heavy bodice had pinned her down. She glared up at him and snarled <span style='color:blue'>Only when they deserve it.</span> She said and spit into his face. She saw his hand coming up to touch her face and struggled to get out. His grin was unnerving as his hand came closer. She squirmed a bit more until it felt as though her energy was all gone, being sucked from her,<span style='color:blue'> very strange</span>, she thought as she lay still under Seiben's body.

Tsuj had already begun dragging 'Strella out and Ionni was only sitting there smoking a ciggarette. Well, at least she could keep Seiben distracted while they escaped, wheter or not she would survive to see them all again was up to Seiben, though why she left her life in his hands, she had no idea. As she had stopped squriming, her red hair had fallen and covered half of her face, yet exposing the scar upon her shoulder. Her eyes stared up at Seiben in a mix of anger and fear.

 

He looked back down onto Tvim and gave her a light grin before taking his hand up to his lips, biting into it. "Here...I understand that you haven't fed yet. What about now...would accept the blood of an enemy to restore your strength?" He spoke content towards her drawing back his weight up off her body fully. He offers out his blood dripping hand and looks towards her still. "Despite how bad I may come off...I can't just sit by and watch a fellow vampire to strave themselves." He spoke as he looked away from her slowly with his eyes drifting off to Adara standing there with her hands out to her sides, emitting electric energy from her palms. But despite how strong she was the barrier would drain her quicker than anything. Thus meaning that Sieben would be carry her sleeping form home after all this.

"There was no harm intended Tvim. I just had stop you from doing something that would have proofed to be fatal in the end."

 

<p align=justify>'Strella tried to make the job easier for the kid. In fact, she had refused his help in the beginning, nudging him away from her. But even her stubborness had limits and she knew that it would bring her nothing but a sprained ankle. All the bravado in the world would amount to nothing. Now, she surrendered to her weakness and smiled up gratefully to her little saviour. The smile seemed odd, unnatural almost, on a face that had done nothing but smirk for the last sixteen years.

She was glad she had met the Kid. Perhaps things would pick up from then on. </p>