Shadowed Thoughts

[Delfine Cartalin]

Shadowed Thoughts


Many years ago, before technology consumed the earth, vampires existed. Some were kind and helpful to humans and others, but others were cruel and destructive. The kind ones lived quietly, not drawing attention to their blood drinking nature, while the violent ones cared not. They destroyed the good name of the vampires, and because of them many skilled humans trained long and hard to destroy these creatures. They called themselves "hunters". after many years, these hunters wiped out most of the vampires, but some survived, both kind and cruel. What will happen now? will the Hunters find and destroy these last survivors, or will the vampires have a chance at redemption? only time can tell...  

[Delfine Cartalin]

Profiles- send to Delfine, subject: mystery vamp

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Profiles

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Twisted K I T T Y Saint
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Alice Makito
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15
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Vampire
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Female
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Username: The Last Avenger
Name: Marcus Sail
Age: 23
Race: Human
Gender: male
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Username: Girl_Within_The_Mirror
Name: Lucia Alorey
Age: 20
Race: Human
Gender: Female
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Username: Girl_Within_The_Mirror
Name: Roy Mariotte
Age: 20
Race: Vampire
Gender: Male
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[Ghostie the Kitten]

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Alice had been roaming around the nightlit city for a while now, finally having avoided the Hunter Group that sighted her back at a small IceCream factory, actually eating the icecream, not the workers, this time. She sat at the edge of the roof of a buidling, holding her Balck Bunny plushie, her Pocket Watch around it's neck, and her Playing Card in the Plushie's jacket pocket. Alice sighed, wanting to find another vampire, but couldnt seem to find anybody. She wondered, also, why they thought her a bad guy; she only wanted to befriend the humans!

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[The_Last_Avenger]

Marcus stood on a street corner, watching carefully for vampires. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a girl holding some sort of plushie. He immediately knew she was a vampire, and he moved to cut her off.

In a moment, Marcus was in front of the vampire, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "Well look what I found. A Little vampire girl. Tell me, why are you wandering alone now? You should know better. A hunter could easily catch you and kill you, you know that?" He said, grinning as he spoke to her.  

[Ghostie the Kitten]

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Alice sighed, not even startled, as she stood up, holding her Plushie. "Beg your pardon sir, but really, must you be so rude to a small girl?" she asked softly, smiling. She kenw she wasn't small; for god's sake she was fifteen! She stepped back once, and then sprung backwards, backflipping as her dress flowed at her thigh, herself landing as she smiled at the human. "Really. I do not want to fight; I merely want to make peace between the humans and I. I am telling the truth, good sir, please take my word." she said, her face stern, her eyes showing, she really was truthful.

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[The_Last_Avenger]

Marcus began to laugh. "So jumpy. You know, instead of doing that little backflip, you could have run away and easily escaped me. When you DID flip, I could have drawn one of my swords and cut you in half. Yet neither of us did what would be expected. Would you happen to know why?" He asked with a chuckle.  

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Alice blinked. "Obviously I do not, Human. Why so..." she asked softly, really meaning no harm.

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[The_Last_Avenger]

Marcus sighed. "You know, addressing me as 'Human' Isn't very polite. If I do end up killing you, I would like it to be respectable. Please try to be more polite to me. It's VERY difficult to believe you aren't hostile with an attitude. A soft voice can still drip venom." He told her, his hand remaining against the hilt of one of his swords.  

[Ghostie the Kitten]

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Alice stared softly, adn nodded. "Fair enough. I am Alice. Please adress me only that, unless I become fonder of you, then you may call em Plushie. Nothing mroe." she spoke gently, standing straight and upright now.

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[The_Last_Avenger]

Marcus nodded and bowed politely. "I am Marcus. I have no...fond nicknames, as my other names are shrouded in fear. I am a skilled hunter, but I am quite fair. I never kill in cold blood. Would you like to come with me to my house, where I can assure your safety for the time being?" He said, offering a temporary haven to her.  

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Alice gazed, adn then smiled softly, which was very rare for her to do. "Yes please...Marcus..." she said softly walking over to his side kindly, her caution now lowerd as she slowly began to trust him.

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[The_Last_Avenger]

Marcus removed his hand from the hilt of his sword, and offered Alice his hand. This was a very bold move, for if she was not one of honor, she could kill him and end her troubles right then and there. For some reason, Marcus believed that Alice wouldnt simply kill him the moment he allowed her to do so.  

[Ghostie the Kitten]

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Alice blinked, taking his hand gently and sweetly as she stood there before him. She knew that, if her pupils and siblings were still alive, they would disgrace her for actually trying to be ncie to humans, and actually aquanting one, nonetheless be hand in hand with one.

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[The_Last_Avenger]

Marcus grinned and grasped alice's hand gently. "follow me, please." He said before leading Alice through the city, until they came to a small, broken down house. This was Marcus's home, though it appeared to be only the home of cockroaches.  

[Ghostie the Kitten]

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Alice smiled at the small, cozy looking house; Alice always had a taste for the broken. Her head tilted softly, aswell as her Plushie's, thoughs he hadn't touched the Doll's head. "It is a lovely home, Marcus." she said softly and honestly, still holding his hand softly.

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