This breaks my heart guys. I had some issues and couldn’t be online for a while but I am really sorry I won’t be able to be Alistair anymore. Message me if you guys end up going somewhere else :(
Aphrodite could sense something approach. Something that wasn’t human. Something pure evil. In an effort to work out what it was, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her bow and arrow was still pointed towards the moving bushes just in case this evil being decided to for fill her wish and show itself. A demon. Her eyes then instantly flashed open. But before her eyes, was the hideous creature she sensed, in a form of a man. A wide range of thoughts flooded her mind. Should I shoot him with a arrow? With though it will be pointless. And satisfying. Or should I use this situation to my advantage? She then cautiously dropped her arms and pulled the arrow from the bow. “Unfortunately you are right. Shooting you will accomplish nothing except my satisfaction.” She carefully placed the arrow back into the quiver. She then leaned over towards the tree and reached to pull out the used arrow.
Aphrodite gracefully jumped down from the tree and landed firmly on the ground. She eyes then darted back towards the demon standing towards her. She looked him up and down to realize the form he had taken was a charming young man and looked no older then nineteen years old. “Well what a rare occasion this is. It is not every day that likes of a huntswoman comes across the likes of a demon. Am I right?” She said this without any emotion on her face. Why should she show compassion to a soulless being like itself. Aphrodite then slowly began walking towards the creature. And with each step, the sense of evil became stronger and stronger. He truly was a soulless being.
A smirk flourished on Alistair’s face. What have we here? A lone huntswoman; how delightful. “Rare indeed,” he mocked, “What is the likes of you doing out alone in the forest? Don’t you know a war is going on.” His smirk turned into a slight sneer, but his eyes remained amused. The two black coals trailed her every move, watching her get closer. He casually rested his hand on Ra’zac, the blade the hung at his side. Its black hilt almost hummed at his touch, eager for blood. The girl before him kept all emotion from her face, as if she could avoid the affect of a demon by holding back all compassion. He let the sneer morph into a full out grin, deciding to throw caution to the wind.
“My name is Alistair White,” he said with a sinful smile, giving her a mock bow. Considering that she didn’t recognize him on site, she must be a younger huntsmen. However if she had some level of experience she probably would at least recognize the name of the demon who started the war and led the Nox. “Do not be rude, my dear. I gave you my name, now give me yours.” The mocking smile still sat on his face, but his nostrils flared and eyes flashed like fire under the canopy of the trees.
Ah Viola. Still gorgeous and ruthless I see.
Of course. Beauty never fades…..From a vampire.
And you’re still up to your devilish ways I see.
Always darling. If I wasn’t the world would be a dreadfully boring place.
Perhaps it is time to stir up some trouble.
Finally. I might actually get to see some entertainment.
Ah Viola. Still gorgeous and ruthless I see.
Alistair groggily let out a groan as he rolled onto his back. He laid in massive bed in the center of an extravagant room. It had once belonged to the master of the estate, before Alistair had snapped his neck and let some of his followers feed on his family. The presence of an unwelcome visitor had broken his slumber, and the demon was less than pleased. “What,” he hissed as he cracked his eyes open. The room was still dark, with the exception of the faint glow of a candle that the being held, telling him the sun had not risen yet. In the door way stood one of the maids. Half healed scars covered her neck and arms, her black uniform torn from some violent occurrence. She stood trembling, to afraid to step inside Alistair’s dwelling. “I am sorry,” she squeaked pitifully, “you told us to make sure you were awake before sunrise.” He sighed, Right, the pup. The weakness in her voice reminded him why he found humans so disgusting. They were inferior in every way, and yet they overpopulated the earth. Noticing she had not left he let a growl escape his throat that sent her scampering.
Irritated, he sat up and swung his legs over the bed. Wearing only a pair of leather trousers he made his way to the door, grabbing a white shirt that had been put out by one of the servants the day before. As he walked through the halls of the Nox, a dim glow began to fill the halls. His pale flawless skin contrasted against his dark pants. He threw the shirt on, leaving it unbuttoned and his chest exposed. No need to dress for the dog. Alistair had no problem with werewolves; in fact he thought that they could be enjoyable companions if they were trained right. However the pup the demon was about to meet was as inexperienced and naive as a young duckling. As the years passed Alistair’s patience for foolish beings waned. Briskly walking down the main stair case he heard a knock on the door. Knocking, how quaint, he thought sarcastically before throwing open the double doors, allowing the new light of the day to stream in.
Hmm, very well then. Tell me, what do you know of the Nox?
Not a great amount. Only that you are trying to destroy the peace around here and that you are most likely the leader.
*Insert dark chuckle here* I am most certainly the leader. After all I am the one who started the whole affair. I find peace to be tedious.
Come to the Nox tomorrow at sunrise, and we shall see if you have anything to offer.
Well I was planning on seeing if I could find myself any new play things later today… all of my other toys are broken you see.
How tragic. You always were one to break toys. But then again, a toy hasn’t been properly used if it is not broken when you are finished with it. I would love to just watch you play your games.
True, it is a shame though how breakable toys are though, isn’t it? Perhaps if you were to join me during one of my games we could make them last longer.
Nothing would bring me more pleasure Farah. Just tell me the time and place. It’s not like I am fighting a war or anything.
Let me be clear boy, once I have taken you in you will not be let go. I am fighting a war and will not tolerate and ignorant pup looking for love. I am offering you a place in a Nox should you prove to be worthy of it.
A war will be fought and I will not stay ignorant. I will prove my worth this time around, and not be deemed as overrated or unneeded. You can trust my word on this, Mr. White.
Hmm, very well then. Tell me, what do you know of the Nox?
Yes humans are not exactly the most tolerant of races. They fill me with both disgust and pity. Considering that you seem less than happy with your current situation, I can offer you an alternative lifestyle. However it will not simply be handed to you.
Miss Rylee did suggest making a change for the better. I am not used to working for what I am to achieve, but I assure you that I am willing to do whatever you will me do. You have an air of authority that I cannot deny, Mr. White.
Let me be clear boy, once I have taken you in you will not be let go. I am fighting a war and will not tolerate and ignorant pup looking for love. I am offering you a place in a Nox should you prove to be worthy of it.
