The Heart for the Heartless

When they reached artifact storage he glanced around. There weren’t many interns left in the building, none of them here. Good. The floors and walls were still covered in red from Stahs coming through. “Shit. We need to hurry. They’re almost done.” Gears said, walking quickly to where the heart was kept, shifting his hand to interface with the panel and unlocking the box. Virus looks at the blood, reaching towards it as he looked about. “All this for 24…” he murmured. As Gears went to get the heart. Virus held his stomach and just stared at the blood “Whats … Continue reading The Heart for the Heartless

A Casual Chit Chat

Wagner did indeed sit with his thoughts once he’d passed the information on. His body ached as it slowly tried to repair itself from the holy slurry it had turned his insides into. Voltaire strolls up to wagner “My oh my what a sight. Just how… “Voltaire glances Wagner over “….pray tale did you end up in this….” He gestures about “…. position.” He smirked. Wagner blinked a bit in surprise as Voltaire walked up to him, clearing his throat with a wet rasping noise. “Bloody came for 24. Screwed up really bad. Pissed Azazel off beyond reckoning.” He said … Continue reading A Casual Chit Chat

Continued punishment

Azazel walk through the halls as he comes to the surgical bay. Walking on “one day….. .one day I will have you fixed…or have you dead.” He told him. “Not to worry worm. Soon I will fix all your mistakes and I will have bloody. ” he cackled. He then goes to grab Wagner throat and pick him up. Slams him into the table “so Wagner….care to explain the eye to me?” He grinned as he went to strap him in, couldn’t have him squirming. Between the ache of being dragged by his hair and the persistent burning on on … Continue reading Continued punishment

Bex escapes to the Manor

Bex flew above the woods. He could feel his underbelly coated with Stahs’ blood. Holding the vampire carefully in his arms so as not to drop him or cause further damage. They just had to get home and everything would be okay. As Kal moved deeper into the woods there were more signs of movement – broken branches, trampled earth. Why would any path in the woods in the middle of nowhere be quite so well-used? He had a hunch. Yet so far all of the signs of life that he’d seen had been older, there was nobody actually -out- … Continue reading Bex escapes to the Manor

Pets toy

As the hours passed, the sleepless angel was sitting on the bed, legs criss-crossed and wings pulled around him. Aside from some scarring that would take time to mend, he was fully healed…which meant his eyes could now survey the damage done to his wings. He was staring at the deep black feathers curled around him, broken only by the sapphire rachis and the occasional silvery grey feather still hanging in there. He’d been like this for hours, staring silently at them. Azazel had just been watching him, grinning like a jackass. He slowly move to sit up, leaning to … Continue reading Pets toy

Hive Plots

Wagner nodded, “Yeah. That’s the tricky part.” The words brought back a memory, the first attempt he ever made on Azazel’s life. He shook his head, that had been a spectacular failure. “Maybe we could turn his boss against him… he was already displeased from what Voltaire said before.” Gears mused aloud, though he wasn’t exactly sure how to do that, trying to think as well. “Yeah. I can keep him thinking he has me whipped until we figure something out.” Wagner nodded. He didn’t dare defy Azazel himself as this point so it wouldn’t be hard to play the … Continue reading Hive Plots

Further corrupted

Azazel pulls Mariel with him grinning he pulls the angel against him “mmm you made that all the more better pet. Calling him out.” He growled. Leaning in to kiss Mariel. Mariel pressed back against the wall only to be pulled tightly to the demon instead. “L-Lies,” he whispered. “It was Stahs, he w-wasn’t here to save us. The f-file said – ” he gave a soft squeak as he was kissed, his body twisting as though writhing in pain. “Let me die,” he whispered in a quiet plea, wings flapping against the wall and floor pathetically. Azazel chuckles “don’t … Continue reading Further corrupted

The Painter

Wagner had yet again evaded Azazel and on the run yet again, thinking he was going to get away this time. It was all a game to Azazel who tracked his every move easy and just let him have his false hope. Wagner had been out for weeks happy, he even found a local artist with whom he enjoyed their art from afar. They painted the plague and macabre stuff and he enjoyed it. They had an eye for the gruesome, a beautiful way of capturing the dead. Wagner was defiantly thinking he found his new fledgling. He loved art … Continue reading The Painter

Memory gaps

It been a week since Mateo and Voltruist failed mission that was a setup. While Zagine truly wasn’t the one who did, the true person was his girlfriend who wanted both Mateo and Voltruist gone. She already ask and demanded Zagine give the Priest to Mateo. She was over this annoying little thing to be in her way. She made it clear to Zagine she wanted Voltruist gone, that he needed to figure it out if it will be through death or selling him off. Because she wasn’t giving shit to him until he did and she might take it … Continue reading Memory gaps

Was it Betrayal?

They reached upon an already grusome scene, there was blood everywhere, the body in question laid slump over a fainting couch, throat slashed already. The body was cold and the eyes had already clouded over. The weapon nowhere to be found, there was no trace at all, which suggest it was done professonially. Which was very odd, because two figures stood confused and baffled as they were the professonials who were suppose to assassinate this lord. Apparently there was way more to this issue then what was told. Because not only was the person throat slashed, but they had a … Continue reading Was it Betrayal?