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?

Zagine

There was a boy who lived on the streets, he did what he had to get by. He was in his teens, working with a group. He was more the lacky and hated it, he was abused often, especially if he didn’t succeed. The leader of their thieves group would beat him, paranoid that everyone was cheating him. He beat most of his underlings, the boy hated it. He spent his life trying to survive, he didn’t have friends. He learn quick it was kill or be killed, everyone he tried to friend, tried to kill him. He didn’t do … Continue reading Zagine

Two kinds of people

Voltruist had been hiding, he was curled up in the confessional. He often hid in tight small spaces, as a coping. Like how his mother locked him in the tiny closet of his room since he was three years old. So he often hide in small spaces, help that he was small himself. Mateo was around and he had come to hate the presence of the male, because when he came Voltruist was their entertainment. He just wanted to not exist, ever since the time Mateo grope, molested, and danced all on him as a joke Zagine and him laugh … Continue reading Two kinds of people

It comes around.

Voltruist had been staying around Tristan book shop more and more these days. In the days before the curse the two had seem rather close. Tristan gotten some new shipments in and wanted Voltruist to look through and see if he like any books. He already come back from a mission, Mateo was in town. Since Zagine was always up Mateo ass and Mateo Zagines, he figure he could disappear to Tristans. Plus Zagines girlfriend was out of town so he was extra clingy to Mateo. Voltruist was pretty sure the two fucked each other. He always thought it funny, … Continue reading It comes around.

Life isn’t a book.

Voltruist had lately been buried in his book, he was abit heart broken lately. Few months earlier he had gathered courage to confess feelings to his friend Tristan. They had spent alot of time together since the accident Tristan was in. Voltruist wishing he knew magic that he could maybe find the cure to his friends curse. Also been trying to avoid Zagine as he was in mourning and trying to hunt Tristan and Indigo down for the death of his lover. Voltruist over the years had gotten close to Tristan and thought he felt the same, as Tristan seem … Continue reading Life isn’t a book.

It comes to an end.

*I should have know it would come to this, that this would be how I end. I knew the risk of coming here and starting my cause. That they would notice, especially my lover, I didn’t think he care so much about one person missing. He didn’t care about the hundreds others, just this one. The one who failed, who gave up. I wish I could get to him first, to give him an end. I should be the one to give him final death, not others. They will do so not understanding all he went through, all he endured … Continue reading It comes to an end.

I see you.

Bazzle was still learning to live his new life as a Vampire. It been a few years since joining Beelze circus and he was enjoying it. He didn’t like the sleezy part of the place, but he love performing. He performed quite a bit, come to notice reoccurring audience members who come. One of which was a male who often got into the more shady bits of the place. When he had finished a show one night, he come up to Beelze speaking to the male. He just was passing when the two stop talking and beelze left to do … Continue reading I see you.

The job

Mateo had caught wind of a possible job, listening through word of mouth. He had been trying to find the place so he could do some mercenary work. Being new to this city and all, he finally got to a bar and listens about. Over hearing a guy speaking to someone about merc work. Mateo knew the one that the other was trying to recruit. He waited till they finished and watch the other guy as he approached the bar. “I wouldn’t hire that sack of shit if I were you.” He said casually. The male looks at mateo arching … Continue reading The job

Biggest regrets…

After 40 years of searching, word finally came back that Sanderson fledgling had been found. He wasn’t sure if he was relieved or not. He already kick himself for not scaring off the priest. Remembering the news that the priest never showed to the church. Part of him hope the priest just got spooked and left. Though the church refused to give any real word and Sanderson came up empty handed. He was sure his fledgling killed the poor priest. He make it to the place they took rogue vampires to. Walking into the building and going to the sublevel, … Continue reading Biggest regrets…

A Visitor in Mourning

Voltruist woke up to the new evening, moving to get dressed. He put on his prieestly robes and then grabs his veil. He put it on and then undoes the blindfold he wore when sleeping. Once he was dressed, he head out of his room and down the hall. Giving those he passed a nod of greet, he headed to the sanctuary. There he would move to light the candles about it, while doing such a male walks in. Voltruist glance to the new comer, he had to double take. Seeing the silver hair had the priest thinking it was … Continue reading A Visitor in Mourning