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Post by Jakob & Benjamyn on Mar 27, 2018 19:34:36 GMT -5
Hiding was never an idea Benjamyn was fond of. It was too long of a night t even be able to comprehend the whole night that happened within a blink of an eye. His mind was restless and wasn't even able to lay down once he transported himself to the house Dee took him to when he was on a search for Jenny. At least the house was empty aside from Jenny and Dee in the house, and hope Dee was able to find the time to finally heal herself properly now that they were safe for now.
Benjamyn stayed in the fairly lit living room passing from one side of the room to the other trying to keep himself occupied. Jakob did not transport himself here yet, this weighing more grief upon Benjamyn's mind. His brother could be a tool 70% of his existence but his stupidity well in the 5% range. Before Benjamyn followed Dee's aura, Jakob had told him he'd return soon...and this unsettled him. Jakob wasn't in the best of state to take another round of blows, though neither was he. The blood Dee offered him did sooth the bloodlust but didn't get rid of the craving that was somewhere in the back of his mind and a dry part in his thought.
Taking an unwanted deep breath, Benjamyn finally surrounded on one of the couches, taking in an opportunity to glance around the old looking room he was in. Safety for now, behind the chaos that laid outside. Benjamyn took in a deep unwanted breath, releasing it slowly while his head dropped on the back of the couch with his eyes closed. It wasn't too long before Benjamyn felt a plastic bag land on his lap and the familiar reckless aura of Jakob return. Benjamyn picked up his head looking at the blood bag in his lap and then at Jakob's wild eyes who was at the moment avioding his brother's gaze but looking out the window.
“It took you this long to go to a blood bank?” Benjamyn asked with an eyebrow rising.
Jakob shook his head a little, “No, I went for a quick hunt is all.”
Benjamyn perked eyebrow higher really staring at his brother, “Well then Jak...Are you feeding from our own kind? Whose black blood is that? Yours or theirs?” Benjamyn pressed, noticing fresh blood dripping down Jakob's cheekbone.
“Mine and no I didn't feed on our kind. I was asking around where Delson is and that I really like a word with him.” Jakob answered honestly turning away from the window to glance around the living room before landing on Benjamyn.
“Are you nuts?!” Benjamyn asked his voice rising in volume, then lowering it quickly while he glanced around. “Keep that monster away from here. Listen Jak, I know you've probably been banged around a few too many times tonight, and possibly loosing brain cells in the process but that creature shouldn't even step one claw in this place. He's crazy. Like psychopathic-strait jacket required-needing a good exorcism insane.”
Jakob growled with a shake of his head while he ran his hand through his hair turning back to the window. “What if the bastard is the reason of us having to stay in the Witch's house? The one bringing the hunters on us in the first place. I'd like to know who he shook up to send them on us. I do not like being in this situation as you do.”
Benjamyn opened his mouth to try and argue with his brother, but he closed it shaking his head as he glanced around the quiet house again unable to pinpoint exactly where Jenny or Dee were right this moment. That wasn't good. Benjamyn growled back at Jakob before surrounding to the blood bag Jakob provided for him drinking the corner of it like a big juice box. (( Before I Die ))
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Post by Adelia Cunnane on Mar 29, 2018 19:01:15 GMT -5
Dee had left Benjamyn downstairs to bring Jenny up to her room and put her to bed. Her cousin was exhausted from the nights events and Dee didn't blame her. They were safe in her Aunt's house, which had long been in her family and a safe haven for those who rested there, said Aunt passed out in her old home in California with her Uncle from her latest drunken stupor and her Uncle was out gambling or drinking or whatever he did when he wasn't at home abusing those closest to him. As long as he wasn't here with her, they were fine. Dee made sure that he would be gone as long as they needed him to bed with some subtle mental manipulation. California was the safest place for them at the moment, and Dee longed to send Jenny with them, but that simply wasn't possible at the moment.
Dee sighed and laid her cousin in her bed. The spell she chanted keep Jenny's mind peaceful and forced her to get the rest she needed. Dee longed to stretch out beside her cousin and join her, but it wasn't time for her to rest yet. Dee let out another small little sigh and tucked the covers around Jenny's shoulders. She was proud of her cousin yet a little concerned. She knew now that Jenny had similar powers to her own and wondered just how much power her cousin actually had. Jenny would have to be trained to control her powers just like any other witch, but at this age it would be much harder for her. Dee supposed that was a problem for another day.
Content that her cousin would sleep for a while, and sensing that Ben was no longer alone downstairs, Dee got up and headed down to the living room to see if her two favorite vampires had come up with a plan of attack. Dee herself was still weak from her earlier encounters and from the fight she'd had with Jenny, healing her love, then herself and then using more energy to transport them all here and moving her Aunt and Uncle to Cali.
Reaching the bottom of the stairs, Dee crossed through the hall following the voices coming from the living room and found Benjamyn on the couch sipping on a blood bag, catching the tail end of their conversation. She caught a name that seemed familiar and considering Ben's reaction to it, it seemed like that shudder that tore through her for a moment was well deserved. "Good" She said crossing the room and sitting beside Ben. "You're going to get your strength back. Thanks Jacob." She glanced at him and noticed the fresh blood on his face. "Oh my. Had another minor scuffle, did we? I think you like having your own blood leak out of you like that." Dee slipped her hand into Ben's and laced their fingers together. "So who wants to tell me who this Delson is?"
In her sleep Jenny began to stir while the others talked downstairs. Images swam in her mind's eye but they seemed so far away misting on the edge of her mind. The only thing that was clear was a man. A young man with dark hair and every changing eyes. He seemed like a regular man, but she knew that was a lie. He frightened her but drew her to him with a longing she couldn't being to understand. She moaned in her sleep, reaching for the phantom of her dreams. His eyes changed again and he raged and ravaged, destroying everything in path. She cried out to him, begging him to stop, but he couldn't hear her, couldn't reach him. A name...his name. She needed to remember his name. Only that could sooth the savage beast within. "Please" She cried. "Please!" but she seemed so helpless against the rage that burned within his soul and she feared she'd lost him again. Tears began to slip from her closed eyes while she pleaded him to come back to her.
"My love."
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Jermic K. Delson
Vampire Sired Into Black Line
What do you see when your in the dark and the demons come for you..
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Post by Jermic K. Delson on Mar 29, 2018 20:59:39 GMT -5
Benjamyn had a hard time trying to figure out if he wanted to knock Jakob into a months worth of sleep for even considering he'd track down the craziest vampirish creature of their kind or thank him for still caring about their well being. To the tug-a-war in his mind, Benjamyn quieted down as he looked up to see Dee coming into the room. “Well, I really don't want to keep feeding off of you, you know.” Benjamyn replied to Dee, giving her a small smile in her direction.
“I really do love being thrown around that I couldn't resist one more cut.” Jakob replied to Dee dryly while his black eyes rolled heavenward. Then as Dee spoke up about Delson, Jakob looked over at her with rising eyebrows. “You don't know who Delson is?” He questioned.
Benjamyn blinked at Dee's words as well, rubbing his thumb against her laced fingers. “He's that half demon, half vampire creature...thing. Vampires like him just give reasons to have hunters despise our kind so. Killing without clemency, no morals, He's-”
“Unpredictable and an animal.” Jakob finished Benjamyn's words while he slowly walked away from the window glancing at his twin.
One last screech echoed the night, claiming the area of his own. Jermic Delson might as well take down every single hunter that would dare to pull a blade on him. It will be another fine feeding night for Hyde, he supposed. Jermic shook his enormous demon body like a dog, his wings tucked to his sides as he did so. And yet, as he shifted back to his vampiric form, his blood red eyes were already shifting back to their usual vampire black color and a sadistic laugh was leaving his throat.
Hunter's were everywhere tonight, this place just about turned upside down with the free reign they were getting. And yet, as Jermic finished the last of his feeding frenzy some fledgling had balls of steel to cross Jermic's path to give him word about Jakob Core seeking him out. Of course. When a town or city has gone bat crazy lets point the finger at the equally bat crazy creature. He supposed he could shrug of the word and keep himself in the shadows but his mind was swirling with a hurricane of thoughts at that spoken moment.
The Category 4 hurricane had winds blowing heavily and yet Jermic felt like he was standing in the eye of the storm trying to capture all of the thoughts that were whirling around. He hated when he had these moments and would usually block them out, but this hurricane he just felt like he had to follow the storms path this time. He didn't know exactly where the path was leading him too, but all he knew was he had to keep up with the storm.
So, Jermic disappeared where he was in the city and reappeared inside some house that looked way to humanish for his liking. At first, Jermic frowned glancing around until hearing words coming from behind him:
“How the hell did you find me?” Jakob blurted out trying to keep his voice low for Jenny upstairs. Benjamyn jumped turning to see their “visitor” staring at Jermic who was slowly turning to face the twins and witch.
“Ah, You are the one who summoned to speak words with I.” Jermic countered with a dark grin. And yet, he wondered why his hurricane of thoughts brought him all the way here, He supposed it was curiosity with Jakob. There was no denying it though, that somewhere in this house is where the hurricane was stationed. Jermic stood still glancing around, ignoring the usual twitches he’d get when he over-excite Hyde.
“Not here.” Jakob snarled, “Even so with your state. Did you even get any blood in your body?” He asked, sizing Jermic up making note at some red blood still dripping down his arms. “Whatever. What did we do to you to bring these freaking hunters on the witch, and us?”
“What did I do?” Jermic repeated almost not hearing Jakob’s entire words. Somewhere around here there was a faint familiar scent lurking, but he couldn’t put his finger on the scent or where it’d be to investigate. “So all of this is my fault? All the vampires out there, and you pin me?” Jermic continued absently, while his black soulless eyes looked at Jakob taking a few steps closer to the trio. The wood on the bottom of his bare feet was cold and his toenails and fingernails were still in the process of healing as they usually would after he changed from one form to another-a burden that took a while to get use to, pain included.
Benjamyn was now standing beside Jermic but in front of Dee to protect her. “You of all vampires would be on a top 3 list of monsters to be pinned for this sort of chaos. We did nothing to give reason to be hunted.” Benjamyn snarled finding his voice to stand up to the creature before him. “Your blood thirsty, tend to “play” with your prey, and yet send them into fits of hysteria. Your a monster. Have you ever protected anyone but yourself? My brother and I stood our grounds since day one.” Benjamyn continued, feeling his body shake with anger a little. it wasn’t like him to stand up to older ones, hell he had a hard time standing up to Jakob but maybe it as the lack of blood that turned him as reckless as his other half.
Jermic shook his head slowly, and without hesitation he grabbed Benjamyn by the throat shoved him against the wall. How his thumb pressed into Benjamyn's cheekbone so hard his fang was cutting into his cheek. “Bloody thirsty? How cute of you to speak of thirst coming from a lesser vampire who rather pray before his victims and weep for ones death. You do not know what it is to be thirsty.” Jermic acknowledged darkly, his hurricane sending long lost scents to return in that moment. Jermic could almost smell the corpses again, the raw dirty taste of the diseased blood still in the back of his throat, the ringing of the bells calling out to collect dead bodies. Jermic gripped harder, as his eye color went from the souless black to a smoky gray almost like a seers sheet over their eyes as they recall visions.
Through the misty corners of Jermic’s mind these memories surfaced again. Jermic had his head down, hearing the screams coming from his own throat. Child like cries as he locked onto his mother when a big man in a priest attire was trying to pull him away, ’We come to repent your sins boy. We need to exorcise the devil out of you.’ The man’s voice still clear to this day. Jermic’s body shook still keeping his hard grasp against Benjamyns mouth. Benjamyn had to montion to Jakob and Dee to not move as best as he could. With one faulty attack, Ben could be in a worse state than he was now, even though he was spitting out a little of his own blood.
Jermic heard the screams of his own, hearing the fire crackle while he still watched the bonfire before him. There wasn’t anything he could do. He tried. He was too late. Too late to save both of them...At least Hyde took in the pleasure to fill the hole inside Jermic’s heart. His mother did nothing but protect him, the only sins to destory in this village was the village itself and leave no one alive. Little Roses were not meant to be burned on the stake. Jermic made sure that each and every body that stood to cheer and watch the woman before them burn would not be left alive.
Soon, jermiic Shook his head and released Benjamyn as the guy choked on his own blood. “A monster…..even so. I take no clamancy on those who have their death wishes made up.” Jermic spoke up again, his voice dark yet quiet. The smoky gray color of his eyes dissapearing to change back to the usual black while he looked from Benjamyn, to the two.
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Post by Adelia Cunnane on Apr 2, 2018 14:17:14 GMT -5
Everything happened so quickly it all seemed to take place in a matter of seconds, though thinking back on it Dee realized it just felt like that. One minute she was sitting on the couch with her love talking to his twin trying to figure out who Delson was and the next a creature unlike any see had ever encountered was in the house. Her family's house. A house that was protected by some of the strongest protection magick known to man or vampire. The fact that this thing had not only found them, but was here standing before them sent chills deep into Adelia's very soul. "Jermic" She whispered. Oh she had heard of him before and had no idea this was who the twins were talking about. She also hadn't believed he was real. It hadn't clicked when the twins tried to explain who he was but seeing him face to face it did now. He was a legend. As old as any vampire she'd heard fables about as a child. Hunter's shared stories and rumors about him from the time she was raised with them but Dee had never believed a word of it, until now. “How the hell did you find me?” Though Jacob had asked, Dee would very much like to have known the answer to that question. But her words failed her. She seemed frozen, rooted to her spot. No one would call Adelia Cunnane a coward or think her unable to handle herself, but in this moment she felt as helpless and useless as a new born child. His aura was overwhelming and she knew for the first time what it was like to be truly afraid. She watched the scene unfold before her and then only thing she penetrated through the fear, was the prayer that Jenny would stay asleep, upstairs and safe until this creature left them. If he left them. “Ah, You are the one who summoned to speak words with I.” Even his voice sent chills up her spine. She hardly realized she was squeezing Ben's hand so hard it was a wonder she didn't break anything.
She sat there saying nothing as they talked until Benjamyn jumped up putting himself bodily in front of her and Jermic. She rose and clung to his arm as much to comfort herself as to keep him where he was. Her level headed boyfriend now seemed to think it was a good idea to behave like his damn reckless brother. “You of all vampires would be on a top 3 list of monsters to be pinned for this sort of chaos. We did nothing to give reason to be hunted.” Benjamyn snarled finding his voice to stand up to the creature before him. “Your blood thirsty, tend to “play” with your prey, and yet send them into fits of hysteria. Your a monster. Have you ever protected anyone but yourself? My brother and I stood our grounds since day one.” "Benjamyn, please" She hissed, but it was too late. The demon vampire grabbed her love and slammed him against the wall. She tensed ready to jump to his aid, but he waved her and Jacob off. He was right...what could she do? “Bloody thirsty? How cute of you to speak of thirst coming from a lesser vampire who rather pray before his victims and weep for ones death. You do not know what it is to be thirsty."
In her dreams Jenny tossed and turned as the visions danced in her head. The beautiful man with the unusual eyes, the sickness and death all around her, Beautiful purple roses in a secret place. They danced in her head melding and mixing, memories that seemed just out of reach. Then all of a sudden they crashed together with almost painful clarity. A white light shot through her waking what had been in her heart and mind all along. Her eyes shot open. "Jermic." She felt him, sensed him. He was close. She was out of bed in a shot, racing down the stairs as fast as her feet would carry her.
Jermic finally released Ben, letting his body hit the floor with a loud thud. Dee rushed over to her vampire love, already chanting an ancient healing spell in her head. She was well aware that he would heal on his own, but she wouldn't allow him to be in pain a second longer than was absolutely necessary. "Was that really necessary?" she said through clenched teeth talking to both of them, yet neither one at the same time. She was so intent on the task at hand she failed to notice the footsteps running down the stairs or the half hidden aura's that were surrounding the house until it was too late to do anything about either of them.
Jenny ran into the room, obviously looking for someone. Dee naturally assumed it was her and stood up to get her cousin away from Jermic as fast as possible but noticed her cousin looked different. Especially her eyes. Dee would swear they now had a faint purple tint to them. Before she could say a word or do much more than stand, Jenny spotted Jermic and made a beeline for him.
Ignoring the others in the room, the woman that had flown down the stairs finally faced the man of her dreams. "Jermic. Love, it is I. Rosa."
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Jermic K. Delson
Vampire Sired Into Black Line
What do you see when your in the dark and the demons come for you..
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Post by Jermic K. Delson on Apr 3, 2018 21:51:30 GMT -5
As Jermic approached the twins, he couldn't help but catch the gaze of the female witch sitting beside Benjamyn. She had said nothing, and that was perfectly fine by Jermic seeing that all he wanted to do was to hear what the reckless one had to say even if he had two guesses what it'd be about. His first guess being correct, so...blame the creature when shit goes down. Yet, it still bothered him internally what drew him to this place in the first place. He hardly had any quarrels with either kinds yet...even if he did, at least the vampires knew to stay 100 miles away from him.
The hurricane that Jermic stood in, felt almost overwhelming as he grabbed the 'lesser vampire' to ”speak clearer” to him, maybe in hopes he get through that thick skull of his. There it was, the memories swimming against his mind, swirling in the heavy winds right before his eyes to view again. The coughs Benjamyn made were almost inaudible for Jermic to hear. The room he was standing in wasn't there, and frankly he felt like he was reliving the memories as he did centuries ago.
Then they faded, as they usually did and Jermic had let go of Benjamyn. The hurricane didn't let up, nor did he think it would in the first place. Jermic took a step or two away from Benjamyn as the witch girl ran over to him while Jermic stared down at him. “Careful with your words, Core. You never know when you catch me on a bad evening.” Jermic warned, his gaze hitting him like silver blades themselves.
“Leave my brother be, Jermic. I've only requested exchange of words, not to have blood spilled.” Jakob perked up, taking one step to the creature. His words were cut short when he heard footsteps storming down the stairwell. Once Jenny appeared in the living room, his eyes gazed at her for a quick second then moved back to Jermic standing his ground.
Jermic had his back to the one who was racing down the stairs, but to him he could care less who approached the scene before them. His eyes were just as locked on Jakob's as they were on him. The words that were directed to him, had Jermic freezing in an instant, his clenched fists slowly loosing at once. It couldn't be...it just couldn't... Jermic slowly turned his heel to face the one that spoken to him, his eye color an unusual vibrant curious blue color in the process.
Jermic met those radiate purple eyes that he didn't think he'd ever dive into again. For the first time in centuries, Jermic couldn't process what was happening in this moment. It had to be a trick, a trick to get back at him for acting on the twin Core. Yet, his boy was clicked on autopilot as he approached the girl with purple eyes standing before him. “Rosaleen?” He questioned quietly, feeling his feed from earlier sit in the back of his throat. Jermic stood close to her, and yet kept a little distance in disbelief. “You can't be....” Jermic cut himself off, slowly moving his hand to the woman's cheek, but before his finger touched her skin he pulled away quickly. “No. Do not play tricks with my mind.” Jermic growled looking away from those haunting eyes now clenching his fist tightly. “I was too late...I failed to save you...” Jermic continued, not noticing his body tremble a little.
Benjamyn wiped the last of the blood off his face with his shirt glancing from Jakob who looked as confused and surprised as Benjamyn was. 'Rosa?' Benjamyn mouthed to Jakob who just about shrugged his whole body and threw his hands up in defeat. Turning to Dee, Benjamyn looked at her his surprise never leaving his features as he was slowly standing up....
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