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

Don’t seem evil.

Months after the whole incident with the archbishop, Voltruist was to study and even go with hunters on a mission, before he was ship out to his own church. The vatican decided that if Voltruist wanted to be violent, then he could be so with the hunters and help destroy monsters. So he was gathering things he need for the mission. He grabbed his bible, his rosary, and a bottle of holy water. He never been hunting and wasn’t even sure what was needed. He knew those things would help though, he headed out to meet up with the group. … Continue reading Don’t seem evil.

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.

You’ll Regret this.

Voltruist had grown accustomed to life as a priest, the past few years were hard but he got by. It still hurt his family cut him off for something he didn’t start but did play a part in. The fact no one believed him, everyone saw him as some lust filled charlatan, who preys on men. When given the options, he choice priesthood. Atleast the choice wasn’t cutting parts off him or scrambling part of his brain. He got moved to the Vatican, where he worked in the library and he fell inlove. Books were easy, books were nice, they … Continue reading You’ll Regret this.

Seen not heard.

In a small village lived a round a population of a hundred, it was small, but quant. Not too far from it was a house in the woods, living a comfortable family. They were not nobles, but were seen as such in the small village as they ran the markets in town and a lumber mill. The couple were excited as they knew they had chance to elevate their status, they just needed to procure the right relationships. They tried a couple of times to have kids, only to be met with failed pregnancies. They waited a few years before … Continue reading Seen not heard.

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

If Fate were different

The man gave a very faint smile “perhaps. I must be off then father Voltruist.” He get up from the bench holding the priest hand a little longer, staring at the priest. He almost let go, but instead says “Actually father… i was wondering if perhaps you come with me. There is a cafĂ© not far from here, I’d like to talk to you more.” Voltruist stared at him still abit red in the face “Oh uh…” he checked his watch “but im really late to get to the church.” He told him. Sanderson still held his hand “You are … Continue reading If Fate were different

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…