Now five boy demons have came to your peaceful town of West Hills and have targeted five girls houses. Only they find that when they tried to take their souls in their sleep, they couldn't. It intrigued them and after a while made them addicted to the girls. They want them to join them and be thier mate, together for eternity. But how could the girls be theirs for eternity if humans die?
This frustrated them so they talked to the older, smarter demons and found out more than what they had hoped to. If the girl willingly gives her soul and is, in return, given demon blood, she will become a demon as well and they will be mated. But they also found something else that few know. They can use somebody's body that they have fed off of as their host and can go in the light. The only downsize about that though is that their powers are restricted to petty tricks: Flickering lights, moving shadows, parlor jokes to a demon.
Their is of course, a problem with older demons, they get interested in the abnormal. The ones that they asked about followed the demons back to the town and have been studying it. Some of them hadtaken an interest in the girls as well, but others, the more evil ones just want to eat their souls as a sort of game.
Will the girls fall in love with the demons and become one themselves? Or will they be tricked or even forced into it? Will the older demons get to them first? Can the humans beat the odds and somehow beat the demons?
Stay in the light. They can't hurt you in the light. Can they?
Girl 1: Taken by Aixulirum
Girl 2: Taken by Gezzygezzy
Girl 3: Taken by Eleera Cain
Girl 4: Taken by Bree
Demon 1: Taken by Forensic_Anthro
Demon 2: Taken by Zero Reaper
Demon 3: Taken by Pichu Chan
Demon 4: Taken by DarknesstoDeath23
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Valentine shrugged. "It's more embarassing than anything. Many people ask after hearing it if I'm a Satanist or not," he said. He wondered if being the son of Satan, but not worshipping him, made him a Satanist. A thought for another time.
"Shall we go, then?" he asked. "I don't know my way around the school, you see."
Kellyn laughed when he mentioned a Satanist.
"A Satanist? Really? I think you need more than an easy phone number to be a Satanist. It's not like you're one of those goth kids around school talking about the world ending and stuff."
She learned to keep her distance from that group. They weren't your average goths or emos. They would cut themselves, but they said it was a tribute. If you tried to start a conversation with them, it would usually end with, 'The end is near! He will take his rightful place!' and you running off. She wasn't even sure whether or not to believe them or wonder how they got that idea planted into their heads. When he mentioned art she was already going off into some deep thinking which she had been doing alot lately, since it helped her solve really hard stuff. She looked at him suprised that at his presence and realized that she was in school. Why did her thinking lead to day-dreaming?
She linked her arm with his and smiled,
"I guess I'm going to be your our guide today."
She walked to the art class and said,
"This is art. It is the best class because it has barely any homework and has the only teacher who assigns fun things to do."
She pushed open the door and looked for some empty seats. They might be able to find one before-
"Class! Oh this is exciting! We have a new student!"
Too late. It was usually embarassing to be called up and actually helped some rude or popular kids find a new target. Although she couldn't see that happening to Valentine, but he would probably get embarassed.
He grimaced as the teacher walked over, acting incredibly excited, before sighing and saying sharply, "Yes, I'm new. Can we please get over the fact that I've never been here before and actually get down to learning? I believe that that's what you're paid for."
"Um, okay than. To-today class we will be dr-drawing a picture started with one line."
Kellyn took that as her chance to find two seats and sat down in one of them quickly. The papers were passed out by some kids and she was given a curved line in the middle of the paper, it was pretty small and was made with one of her fine tip pens. So really, there was no way to change it.
What was she going to make with a small squigly line?
He started by drawing a single, straight, fine line, a quick stroke. He glanced over at Kellyn and her sheet, then looked back to his own.
Valentine drew the picture quickly, making short, fine strokes with his pencil, then going over it with pen to make the lines clearer. The picture began to take form, and it was almost true to his memory; he'd forgotten some of the faces of the dead, but that was irrelevant. When he was finished, he looked over at the clock; still another few minutes until the class ended. He decided to talk to Kellyn.
"So, about that party... where, when, and who?" he asked.
"So, about that party... where, when, and who?"
She looked up from her work, her trance in her work broken, and said.
"What? Oh yeah, the party. Um, tonight starting at seven. It actually lasts as long as you can stay there, I usually end up staying the whole night and leaving after I wake up in the morning. It's at Jessica's place, the most popular person at school." When she mentioned essica she made a little crown on her head but the turned it into little horns.
"The only reason I'm invited is because of the truth or dares. Lately they've been doing dares like 'say bloody mary i the mirror' or something about staying in the basement. I don't really get why though since halloween was months ago. I don't really know who's going because she could invite everyone in the school if she wanted to."
The girl had a huge house. Her parents were gone for the weekend so she was throing a party right after she got the call that they were on the plane. She always stocked the place with sodas, monsters, chips, salsa, and alchohol. She never drank any of it though because she truthfully didn't trust anybody to take care of her when she couldn't think right. Looking back at her drawing she made a few whisps of hair blowing in the wind and looked at it, proud of her work.
Valentine thought for a second. This was an interesting development. Perhaps he'd have the opportunity to have a little fun if he could get her in the dark; it would allow him to switch into his true form, instead of his pathetic human body.
"Pathetic," he said. "Everyone knows that stuff like that doesn't actually happen in real life. I'd love to go with you; it would be a great deal of fun. Plus, I greatly enjoy showing people that there's nothing to be scared of in the dark."
He had to stop himself from adding, Unless I'm around.
Kellyn was happy to actually be going with somebody to a party, but then of course her feminine mind kicked in. He would LOVE to go with her. Does that make it a date? She studied her drawing harder to try and avoid blushing. Plus he thought it would be fun with her. She found herself daydreaming about a party but snapped back into reality when the bell rang. She looked at the clock then said to Valentine, "We should probably get going." She went and gave her drawing to the teacher so she wouldn't lose it. She walked back up to Valentine and said, "I got to get to my next class, catch you later!" Than she hurried off to her next class.
Valentine handed his drawing to the teacher; the teacher looked at him briefly, a look of surprise on her face, before Valentine disappeared from sight.
At the end of the day, at his recently-acquired home, he sat down and grabbed his knife. He pulled the curtains shut.
He needed to draw a pentagram on the back of his hand with his knife; a simple symbol that would allow him to summon his 'true' form whenever necessary. However, walking around with a bleeding, pentagram-shaped cut on the back of one's left hand would most likely be a bad idea.
The making the symbol was simple; a few short, aggressive cuts. The pain was almost nonexistent; he was a Demon of war, after all. He had lived through infinitely worse.
Afterwards, he pulled a simple black glove onto his left hand, and looked at himself in the mirror, disgusted with what he saw. The human was similar enough in appearance to him, but it was so weak, with such limited capacities, both physical and mental.
Nonetheless, it would do.
He turned to the door and walked out into the late afternoon air on his way to the party.
"Good," he said, "Teacher teaching us the alphabet. I already knows the alphabet but she wants to teach it."
Kellyn smiled and said, "Hey, I'm gonna go upstair and do my homework. I'm trusting you not to burn the house down." That was is que to run off and watch tv. She went upstairs smilng to herself and did her homework.
An hour before the party she started to get ready. Looking in her closet she found some black ripped skinny jeans and a white v-neck. Then she put on a black leather jacket and a red, white, and black plaid scarf that had fringes on it. Looking at her shoes she just slipped on some black flats then decided to keep on the eyeliner she put on this morning. Going ack down the stairs she saw her dad and said, "I'm gonna go out. Probably be back tommorrow 'round noon." He waved to her and she walked out the door to the party.
She looked at her phone when she got at the party. Five minnutes late and it seemed like everybody was already here, typical. She looked around and saw that miss drama wasn't out here and neither was Valentine, she shrugged and headed inside to hear Fireball by Willow Smith. She didn't really like the song but it fit for a party she guessed.
He entered, and heard human music playing. It just sounded like noise to him; he didn't get the big deal about it. He looked around for Kellyn; she was standing about twenty feet to the side of the main group. He moved forward, cutting a swathe through the crowd. Most stepped aside to allow him through; those who didn't were quickly removed as he looked into their eyes. In human form, he had lost his powers of absolute command, but it was still a simple matter to send a suggestion for them to step aside.
He walked up to Kellyn; he figured that he was appropriately dressed in black jeans, a dark shirt, and a grey jacket. Hardly exciting wear, but he didn't like wearing bright clothes, and blending into the darkness was definitely his style, even as a pathetic human. After all, it didn't pay to be noticed.
"Hello, Kellyn," he said. "Am I terribly late?"
Kellyn saw Valentine approach and smiled at him. He asked if he was late and shook her head, "You're actually just in time, the party doesn't actually start for another few minutes, that's when people get into their party game groups." If their was a study in parties, she would have already graduated. Maybe she could be a planner considering how much she already knew about them. The song changed finally to a better one that she actually liked a bit, "Glad You Came" by The Wanted.
Valentine rested back against the wall. "Ah. Well, good to hear. This should be a most very interesting night..." he said, his voice as smooth as ever, still maintaining his ever-present confident smirk.
(Sorry, couldn't think of anything else to write...)
She felt her finger tapping to the songs as they hung out in her little corner but every once and a while her eyes would stray from the crowd back to him but she would quickly avert them, since she was trying to act like it was normal for her to hang out and talk to an insanely hot guy when it wasn't during some sort of game. She would look at his eyes, then his mouth, then back at his eyes. Once she caught herself looking at his stomach wondering if he had any abs of some sort. But then she would always catch herself in less than a second and look back at something that seemed interesting n the crowd like the girl wearing WAY too much makeup. The girl looked worse than a barbie. Then their was the dress that would blind you in reflected so much light. She was running out of things that really were interesting to look at when SHE came in. Of course, it was Jessica's party so it's only reasonable that Jessica would be here, but she felt that the temperature dropped by about a hundred degrees when she walked in the room.
The second she did of soursse a group of people swarmed around her and she smiled like she was innocent, but Kellyn only scowled, even though she tried to hold it back. The people around her started saying kiss the bottle, like it was something they had never done before even though it was always that group who would play. She saw a group of people coming her way and she mumbled to herself and to Valentine, "And here comes the search party," figuring he would get what she meant in a second. Some girl that she had never seen before walked up to her and smiled exposing her braces on teeth that looked like they didn't even need them. "Kellyn, we were just looking for you. Truth or dare is about to start." Kellyn looked at Valentine and smiled a bit of a shy smile and said, "Come on," but really thinking that she would get dragged to the game if she didn't go at that moment, even though she really did want to play. She still wanted to talk to Valentine some more, since she hardly knew anything about him.
Valentine watched as a human girl walked in. He supposed that most humans were supposed to consider her attractive; the vast number of toxic chemicals she had applied to her face suggested either an extreme desire for attention from the opposite gender or a wish to suffer around eight seperate kinds of blood poisoning.
He heard a girl walk up to them, and turned. She asked Kellyn about Truth Or Dare, the game which Kellyn had talked about earlier.
Kellyn told him to come, and he followed. He coulds see that she was more interested in talking to him, though, so he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "We can keep talking afterwards, if you like..."
It was entertaining, in a way. Humans were so very easy to manipulate.
Kellyn smiled when he said that they could talk later but merely nodded her head because they were swarmed almost immediately by a grouip of people, some of which could make you rise in ranks or hit bottom when it came to popularity, They had already started the game when they had joined in and Kellyn sat down in one of the chairs at the marble table, since this is where they were all playing. She heard some kid saying bloody mary in the bathroom close by and rolled her eyes. Looks like it was freaky dare day. There came a scream from the bathroom when one of the people walked up to the door and slammed into it just to scare whoever was inside, and they came out glaring and trying not to shake. Scaredy cats shouldn't take dares they know they can't do she thought to herself. It was Paris's, one of the populars who wore even more makeup than Jessica, whoch was really saying something. Makeup to make her look pretty, makeup to hide her oily skin, she even wore makeup to hide what the blemishes all the makeup she wore were creating. Kellyn hardly ever wore makeup unless it was eyeliner or some eyeshadow so this unnatural sight was quite obvious to her. Their was a bottle in between everyone but only so the pick was random. She spun it and it started to slow down as it came near Valentine and her.
Valentine watched the bottle spin with interest. He'd already calculated that, based on its approximate velocity and the friction with the floor, that it would land on Kellyn. He was not wrong; it halted pointing directly at her. He observed her closely, watching for her reaction. Hopefully, the dare involved her being somewhere dark and out-of-the-way. That way, he could use his powers to the fullest of their extent. Kellyn would be getting more of a scare than she planned on that night...
Kellyn saw the bottle turn to her and she looked at Paris with an expression that said, "What now?" Was she going to tell her to go say bloody mary? Done it more than a dozen times. Stay outside for an hour? Done that too. Their really wasn't anything else to say like that, or at least that was what she had thought. Paris's smug smile was unhideable as she said, "I know you're going to pick dare so I might as well say it."
Kellyn smiled and thought about saying truth just to throw her off, but she didn't. "I dare you to go in the basement and into the first room down there. You have to stay in there for an hour with no lights on." Why an hour? Why always an hour? They couldn't mix it up a bit and say something like 54 minutes and 6 seconds could they?
She hopped up saying, "Well, I guess I'm off then already. Who's gonna time me?" She looked around but didn't really mind at the moment. Instead she walked down the stairs into the basement that was pretty much made for luxury. Silk sofas, disco lamp, this place looked like a lounge minus the fact that she couldn't use the lights and have a disco party. Maybe she could, after all, it was just a little bit of light to come from a disco ball.
Whenever she sat down on the sofa she started to think about sleeping when she heard the door slam shut. She opened her eyes just as she heard a click and a giggle. "Time starts now" Yelled Paris over the music that made it pretty much impossible to hear anything up there. She could hear the sound from down here even. "It's just wonderful down here!" She yelled. "Got a couc and everythimg!" They were probably up the stairs already which would make it impossible for them to hear her say that, but it felt nice to know that they might have, always fun to get on the populars nerves.
Valentine grinned. So, she was down there, in the complete darkness. How completely, utterly perfect.
He excused himself - to the apparent disappointment of some of the human females - and walked into the bathroom. He turned off the lights and removed his gloves, revealing the glowing pentagram, illuminating the room slightly. He then uttered some words in the arcane language of Demons, and with a tremendous rush of power, felt himself shift into his Demon form. A pair of huge black wings filled the tiny bathroom, and his red eyes glowed brightly in the darkness; he quickly adjusted his facial features to be more similar to the human he had been using as a host. He could feel the power at his fingertips, the feeling of endless devastation, able to crush a man with a single finger. It felt glorious.
A swirling aura of black and red shadows surrounded him, and an instant later, he was standing in the basement, opposite Kellyn.
"Why hello there," he said, smirking.
"What? Are you surprised? Scared? Attracted?" he whispered directly into her ear, leaning over from behind her.
He teleported once again, appearing right in front of her, forcing her against a wall. "Well, I regret to inform you, you're in just a little trouble now..."
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I think we should start when the sun is starting to come up and the first bit of light enters their rooms. That way demon can plan and human can wake up.
How should we start?
Zero_Reaper, since you seem to be the only demon still here would you post when you have the time. Plus, if you post I can post since you are my demon. <3 XD
Also, my strategy can be summed up thusly:
Step 1: Find ball
Step 2: Charge towards enemy team screaming 'BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD'
Step 3: Get as many players out as possible while they try to work out the best way to deal with someone who is obviously insane
Step 4: Get hit, having drawn the entire enemy team's attention
Step 5: Get back in
Step 6: Rinse and repeat
It induces massive amounts of hilarity.
The 'falling' part was what happened when I abandoned this and tried to use a foam mat as a riot shield instead, then have my partner abandon me and get forced to sprint backwards with an untied shoelace.
And, I repeat my mantra: 'Admit nothing, deny everything, blame as much as possible on the nearest available person' XD