Factions, Families, Clans, and Empires
[left][font=Choose font] Lyela Rosalie Evergreen
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Goal: Stay alive
Appearance: Lyela has short cut blonde hair with a thick red streak going from front to back. She has cold, pitiless blue eyes. She's been told that she looks evil when she smirks, which is generally the only expression she has.
Preferred Clothing: She prefers to wear casual clothes. Generally wearing jeans, a T-shirt, sometimes a jacket, and her combat boots. She doesn't like fancy clothes because she thinks they're a waste of time and effort. She also has a strange affinity with hats and gloves, having a large collection of both.
Hair Color: Blonde with a thick red streak
Eye Color: Cold blue
Personality: Lyela is careful and calculating. She prefers to be left alone and when in company she's generally expressionless and quite. She tends to only do things if she sees some benefit from it. She is very callous and, on the rare occasion she does talk to someone she never spares they're feelings. She is often seen as self-serving as she will only help if there's something in it for her. She always puts herself first and very rarely considers how her actions will affect others. She does have a great sense for adventure and when she's excited her eyes get an unusual sparkle.
Likes: Her motor bike, her space, her privacy.
Dislikes: Being told what to do, expectations, stereotypes.
Skills: She's been through lots of survival camps, knows multiple hand to hand combats, can use knives swords and guns. Also knows how to drive and hotwire a car.
Personal History: Lyela's parents moved her around a lot and didn't really speak to her much. Due to this she's unsure where any of them were born and she learnt to speak mostly from TV. Her parents where careless and often sent her on camps and forced her to join different clubs so as to keep her out of their way. They also had a tendency to forget where they'd left her so she often walked places. After years of this, Lyela left her parents to create a more stable lifestyle for herself. She also puts herself into all fight related clubs she can find. She adores her motor bike despite that its gotten her into a few tight spots. She's had multiple run-ins with the police for driving without a license, speeding, drag racing and a few thefts. Since she didn't have a great upbringing she doesn't have the necasary experiances needed to get a proper job. She earns most of her current income comes mostly from bets on her fights and her drag races however she does have a part time job as a bouncer and has obtained a fierce reputation in her local area.
Other: (Relationship? Something I missed?)
This was so much fun! Ripley was having a blast watching the race and she even stole some popcorn from a stand so that she could munch a little. Lyela had spunk and a lot of bravery, Ripley liked that. The speed, the technique, it was all so planned out so well preformed.
"This is going to be great!" Ripley finished eating the popcorn then blew up the paper in her hands.
Right when she blew up the paper, Andrew's car blew up and the chunks of metal were flying all over. Ripley grinned happily and in a very very psychopathic way. Explosions were just so irresistible for her, they made her head pump faster and her who body tremble for more. But Ripley calmed herself down.
"That, is an explosion," Ripley got down from the roof of the bleachers and decided that she would be waiting for Lyela at her motorcycle and let her see her then.
Her visit was over with her mother, she was on her way home to where her aunt would definitely no longer be because she was never there. So Sim stopped at a convenience store first to get a lot of cookies and some 'ingredients' for her potions, like seaweed or frozen snails. people glanced over at her with disturbed eyes just like every time, but Sim just ignored them and continued her groceries.
"Tonight, I am going to try and make the butterfly potion and turn my homework into butterflies," Simona spoke to herself happily.
She heard familiar sirens from things she remembered well when she spent more time in the human world, police cars. But she didn't really care about hem because they couldn't see her and she could just blow them up, just like that car before. . . no, calm down.
Ripley used to be street thug in the 80s when she disguised herself as a human when she had more free time and had nothing to do. But now all she wanted was go get to know that girl Lyela and train her to be the biggest explosion in the Hell Games.
"Get the hell away from my bike," Lyela demanded.
Ripley grinned and didn't move, "Make me," now she was just playing damn dirty, "I wonder how much you want to save your ass from those cops."
She stared down Lyela who seemed a little blocked and suspicious which was totally normal for the girl because a girl with wings and glowing red eyes standing next to your motorcycle is normal to make you get suspicious. Ripley loved the idea of making her uncomfortable she found it very entertaining. But she couldn't keep doing that she had to make Lyela trust her.
"My name is Ripley and I would like to be your friend," Ripley held her hand out like she had seen many humans do when they meet, "Do you want to be friends? I'll help you out if you do."
She just couldn't get enough of this girl's attitude! It was great! Ripley hit the engine of the motorcycle with a small kick and it screamed with power as if some hard core energy was flowing into it. Ride it with a BOOM! That was what Ripley was all about.
"I understand your need for answers, but you're running out of time," the 'Bears', as Lyela called them, were getting closer, "I modified you bike to give you a boost when you ride it to get as far away as possible before the cops can even see you, bit I won't step aside, unless you want to become my friend. If not, then believe me this will not be your first problem."
Ripley wasn't really the type who would take no for an answer and she didn't really know how to ask nicely for a person to be friends with her. Even in Hell most demons avoided her and tried to see if there was a reason behind her wanting to become friends. I guess you could say that her violence came also from solitude.
Okay, she was using the hard way and this girl was being pushed against a wall and those kinds of situations weren't easy for anyone. Ripley knew that she couldn't get a clear response out of the girl if she did this so Ripley stepped aside from the bike and spread her wings.
"Alright, go home and think about it," Ripley flew up into the dark sky where Lyela wouldn't be able to see her as Ripley would follow her.
The cops were on there way but Ripley hadn't changed the boosting system and was eager to see what an explosion Lyela's take off would be!
Simona finished her groceries and was on her way home. She skipped and hummed down the streets with her filled grocery bag that she held with one hand that was spinning around. She nearly knocked out some people because she wasn't being careful, but she just ignored their complaints and kept going.
She finally reached her aunts small home and unlocked the door to go in. It was quiet and empty, as usual, so Sim just went to the kitchen and started up on her butterfly potion.
"Well, that was a nice take off," Ripley followed behind Lyela as she sped away from the ridiculous cops who were trying to catch up and badly failing.
It was fun to see how human fought and clawed to stay away from trouble when Ripley just loved to be the cause of all the trouble and let everyone know it was her. But Lyela seemed fearless, she seemed more like she didn't mind all the cops chasing and things like that because she was confident and Ripley adored that.
"Hey there!" Ripley was standing next to the bed where Lyela had just collapsed, "So? Friends?"
Sim was humming to a very dark song but smiled up to her ears and continued boiling the water in the pot while she was cutting out the eyes of fish and also crushing vanilla with wasabi beans. She was also spraying some perfume around . . . perfume she made herself that smelled like caramel apple. Every time Sim was making something at home or at school people would always say that is was disgusting but it always ends up kind of good.
Simona heard some laughing and paused for a second then quietly spoke, "Hello? Aunty?"
Simona was never used to having her aunt come home early but she wasn't really scared or anything because she thought that sometimes maybe she could meet the souls of the past witches.
She crossed her legs and sat on the edge of the bed then folded her wings behind her back, "I am a demon from Hell, my name is Ripley and I am an executioner."
Okay, maybe that wasn't the best way to introduce herself to a human but what was said was said. Hopefully, Lyela wouldn't freak out . . . too much . . . hopefully . . .
She stopped her cooking and grabbed a pan holding it like a baseball bat. The voices were definitely not her aunt's so she took slow steps to get out from behind the counter and then was standing by the small table. She wasn't afraid but she was just taking some extra precautions.
"Who's there? Who's echo voice was that?" she gripped the handle of the pan tighter then growled, "I can growl too! Show yourself or I will call upon my attacking witch magic and you will regret to have ever stepped into the Benette house!"
She started laughing for no apparent reason then she held her hand out, "I want to be your friend because you're interesting and pretty much like me, in a less extreme way. So will you be my friend?"
Ripley knew that if Lyela shook hands with her then Ripley could drink her blood and form the bond then use her for the Hell Games. No emotions, no second thoughts, that's how a demon works and in particular, Ripley. She didn't need to try and act all nice or try to buy the girl's trust she was honest because if Lyela didn't please her then she would just dispose of her. No emotions, no second thoughts, just a contract and a fun time in Hell.
She was ready to give a swing of her pan but then she stopped when the very beautiful creature stood before her, she had never seen anything like it. For some reason she wasn't afraid and she wanted to pet it so she put the pan down but instead of taking slow cautious steps she jumped onto the demon and hugged him hard.
"Shadenz!!!!!! Are you a dragon! Are you here because you are my dragon, because I'm a witch and you are my dragon?" Sim was so happy that tears started trickling down her face, "A friend, I finally have a friend!"
She was a bit disappointed that Shadenz wasn't a demon and fir a minute she frown but then she thought that a shadow demon was just as good as a dragon. And even better, Shadenz had come all the way from Hell because Sim was more compatible with him and he wanted to be friends with her. She understood the whole games thing and thought that maybe it was her chance to prove her power as a witch.
"If you need me I'll help you!" she pounded her fist on her chest, "I solemnly swear on the word of my witch powers that I will help you and I will become the best player in this game!"
She giggled and snickered before hugging Shadenz again, his fur was so soft that she felt like she was holding only a cloud (even though she had no idea what a cloud felt like).
Ripley was very disappointed in Lyela, she stood up and spread her wings then went to the window, she had been nothing but honest with the girl she had done nothing but tell her what was deep inside her dark heart (something she didn't do often) and the girl dared to ask what was in it for her?
"If you need more than friendship when someone asks to be your friend than you are not even human, you are not a demon either because even demons make friends and ask for no more than their friendship. If you want something more than fuck you because I thought that we were a like in a way and I wanted to know more about you because you are interesting!"
Ripley turned and frowned with pity at Lyela, "Truth is to be your friend I have to drink a sip of your blood and then we will be bonded, it'll only hurt a little but I wouldn't drink the blood of whoever I cross in the street! For once I thought that maybe I could actually get a friend."
Ripley was being way too honest, she had never spoken like this before but she felt hurt, really hurt. Her chest was burning and her face was also blushing. What was this feeling? She was embarrassed about having spoken like that but why did her heart throb so much?
What was that? Why had Ripley gone all soft inside? What the hell just happened? In any case, she was happy no one but Lyela saw that because or else her respect level would have gone way down. She folded her wings on her back and slightly giggled at what Lyela just said.
"Don't worry, I was born knowing that I had to be a bitch to get respect," she spoke so casually and was almost enjoying this, she wasn't holding back on what humans called their 'feelings', "Well, for the bonding to be finished I just need some blood so if you don't mind I just need your wrist."
Sim took a little while to detach herself from Shadenz, she went on and off, letting go a little but then just sticking right back on but finally she let him go.
"Some blood sure thing, just sit there," she indicated the small table and pushed Shadenz a little toward it then she went behind the kitchen counter, "One drink of blood coming right up."
She took a knife and slit a little higher than her wrist and when the cup had a decent amount of blood in it she compressed her wound and started talking, "I have never had any friends over . . . I've never had any friends! Because people don't believe that I am a witch, they say I just make it up, but I don't listen to them . . ." And she went on and on.
"Alright," she but through Lyela's flesh needing to go in deep so that she could get enough blood, but instead of drinking as much as she usually would she just took a few sips then pulled away hard so she wouldn't be tempted to drink more.
It was the first time she had ever pulled back from drinking so much blood that the other would faint or fall into a coma, she had never held back on anything except her 'emotions'. Ripley was a little lost about what was happening to her . . .
"WOW! It's so much better than my potion!" she ran her fingers over the healing wound and then smiled at Shadenz, "Yeah me too, I don't like having scars all over or people with scar."
Sim sat sown on the chair in front of Shadenz and started to test out her new potion she had put in a small bowl. She took a spoon and put it in the potion then it happened, the spoon became a butterfly that fluttered around Sim but didn't go near Shadenz. Sim opened the window letting it out then she went back to sitting at the table and looked at Shadenz.
"Oh!" she suddenly screamed, "I never introduced myself! I'm Simona Benette but you can call me Sim!"
She sipped at her tea making a very loud noise in the process then she listened attentively to Shadenz even though she was all bubbly and excited inside just wishing she could bounce around and dance with joy. But she held back on that thought and listened quietly with a smile.
When Shadenz was finished, Sim had also finished her tea and then said, "Sure thing! I won't bother you too much okay," then she thought about something, "So, if you're a demon than what are your powers?"
"No, I personally don't like to eat human food, but thank you for the offer."
Ripley looked at Lyela and then sighed, "Well, now I'll just tell you the pros and cons of the bonding, when ever you call my name I come, but whenever I call your name you come no matter where I am."
Ripley opened her wings then jumped on the window sill to fly out, "See you tomorrow!"
She woke up only a few hours after sleeping a bit near the river and she went off to work, she had to dismember some souls or slash them until they blacked out. It was nothing new from the usual and when she got bored she would call up one of the many apprentices she has so that he could take over and she could leave for the human world. Flying around the human world was like flying over a field of flowers for Ripley. It was so bright in the human world even if it was raining, and it wasn't nearly as boiling and smoking hot as in Hell . . . Well, anyway, she headed to Lyela's home and once she was going up to get to the window some burnt toast fell on her head. She flew up and sat on the window sill then took one slice of toast off her head then took a bite of it.
"This stuff isn't too bad, what do you call it?" asked Ripley.
As usual she woke up and took the bus to school, her aunt was already out of the house and at work so Sim took her breakfast alone. She had hoped that Shadenz would have been in the house but he had left so she felt a little lonely but then thought that maybe Shadenz had very important duties to attend to.
In the bus, Sim was bullied as usual but she relied on her magic to help her ignore the people and think only about better things. Once she arrived at the school building she went to class and sat at the very back of the room so that she could write down new recipes without the teacher seeing her and without being bothered.
"Yeah, I prefer the burnt 'toast' as you call it," she dropped down from the window sill and into the apartment then walked up to Lyela with the toast stuck in her mouth while she removed the other slice from her head, "I'll follow you."
Ripley was taller then Lyela and obviously much more muscularly developed but around Lyela she felt safe even though it should be the other way around. Ripley kept eating her toast like a toddler so that her mouth was full and she was unable to talk or feel any need to blush from embarrassment.
Great, the fire alarm, and I was almost done with my laughing potion, too! Simona was disappointed to have to follow the very classmates that made her life miserable out of the school.
They were all lined up like cattle getting ready to be butchered alive and the teachers had to call out everyone's names. Simona hated that, she knew it was a safety thing, but come on! They're kids, not lost puppies with name tags! When Simona's name was called out she raised her had and said 'yes', everyone laughed for no reason (as usual) when they called out her name and then they turned back to their own foolish business.
He grinned with Lyela's question, "You don't need to ask twice. Fight!"
Ripley always loved how her blood would rush during a fight now she wondered if Lyela was the same, or just a bit excited when it came to fights. Did she eat her prey after like Ripley did or would she just kill them and leave them to rot? She was so curious and she just followed behind Lyela with utter excitement.
She was used to all the comments but instead of getting angry she would just laugh and giggle with the kids who would dire down their laughter because they realized that Simona was unaffected. To her they were uncultured people, they knew nothing of the world and didn't even try knowing more so they weren't worth her time.
"I apologize for not finding you sooner Simona, the sun is poison to me so I've had to cower in the shadows like a frightened rat."
Simona heard Shadenz voice and suddenly everything went better and she started to talk out loud causing everyone to think she was even more of a psycho case than before, "Shadenz! You're back that's so awesome! When are you?"
She spread her wings ready to follow Lyela once she started up her motor and she cracked her knuckles. That was one of her very bad habits, when she heard the word fight or was about to engage in a battle, she would always crack her knuckles.
"I don't hang around the human world at all usually but know I am eager to see what the fights are like!" she was smirking and internally laughing.
This is going to be fun! She thought to herself.
Oh right, sorry, but I was just really happy! Sim thought in her mind and tried connecting with Shadenz, it was a bit harder than she had anticipated. I missed you and I was wondering when you were going to come, believe me you're the best thing that has ever happened to me! So yes, I guess you could say that your disappearance was an inconvenience to me.
She felt a little stupid saying and she was blushing a little but she was glad that Shadenz was with her. The principal announced that the fire alarm had gone off because someone had pulled on one and he was asking if the culprit would come to his office earlier (of course no one would come since it had been Shadenz). Now we had to follow the teachers back into the building but the second everyone took a step forward they all lost their balance and fell face first on the floor except for Simona. Sim had to hold back her laugher but it was just too good to see all of the student that rottened her life to the core fall on their faces and realize that all of their shoes laces had been tied together.
Did you do this, Shadenz? Asked Simona.
"Yeah! Who wants to go against the ruthless Lyela! Get your heart torn out and roasted in a fire pit so that I can eat it!" Ripley was a little too enthusiastic but she was just loving the idea. It was too bad no other human that the one she bonded with could now hear her.
Ripley was in need of a little killing, she hadn't done anything ever since she had left Hell and in the human world there wasn't much to eat because one rule reined in Hell: Do not disturb the balance of life in the human world. That rule meant that no demon can kill a human to eat them but a demon can eat a human if he or she is already dead. Ripley was in need of flesh! Preferably newly killed.
Simona laughed when Shadenz said he had to familiarize himself with the human world and that humans were so predictable, There's nothing to familiarize with, the world changes everyday so it's impossible to get used to it. Wars, love, hatred, happiness . . . it's endless and it's what makes the world so unpredictable. Humans make it unpredictable.
Simona followed her teacher back to the classroom while so classmates pulled her hair and accused her for the shoes accident just earlier. Simona ignored them because she was used to them always accusing her for things that had logic reason behind them but they were too dull to even consider them. Someone always needed someone else to blame and Simona was that someone.
"Simona, how long have the other humans treated you with such contempt?"
Simona was quiet for a little while then when she sat at her table in the back of the class she quietly whispered, "Forever."
Ripley didn't quite understand why Lyela had laughed and she understood even less why the man walked away grumbling, if he wanted a fight why didn't they fight? Ripley really didn't understand humans.
Ever heard of boxing? Lyela asked.
Ripley looked at Lyela who was removing her jacket, "What's boxing?"
Simona giggled at Shadenz's question, even she didn't really know why she never became angry or hateful to her it was just natural.
I understand that you have lived through a lot, and 400 years is definitely more than myself, it I was you I too, would probably become 'cruel' as you say, but right now I just can't. I have a promise to keep with a very important person that I am going to go see after school, if you want and are interested in knowing more about me you can come along. It was the first time Simona proposed explaining her life to anyone and she was shaking with fear but a part of her was glad she said it. Maybe she could finally unlock a different part of her mind and become a better witch.
"Sport . . . um . . . I'm not really sure i understand but I sure do know the word fight!" Ripley cracked her knuckles and followed behind Lyela and the two men.
She flapped her wings gently so that she could barely levitate over the floor. Then she saw the ring, it was a bit odd, there were rubber band like ropes around it and it was square shaped. Ripley didn't know that boxing required a precise location to do the fighting, maybe that's what 'sport' meant: a fight with the need of a precise location and each 'sport' required a different location.
Well that's interesting. Ripley was starting to think that humans had a lot of imagination for these kind of things. We should have one of these in Hell.
Simona perfectly understood Shadenz's precaution so she added nothing more to the discussion and during the rest of the day she just listened in class and did what she usually did, make new potions or read old books. Then the day was over and her favorite part was coming up. She waited at the bus stop but this time her classmates didn't come to bother her, they stood very far away as a matter of fact. Simona didn't pay much attention to it though.
She sat in the bus until the last stop and then walked the rest of the way until the reached the gates of the psychological institute. Most people wouldn't say long in front of it or they would say that only crazy people were in there, but to Simona it was the only place she was understood and the only place she felt safe and at home. Even though her perv of a father worked in there, she was still safe because he couldn't do anything to her. She was a witch after all.
She didn't understand why Lyela had just blown him a kiss, she was going to kill him after all! Humans are so odd.
Then a bell rang and it started, Ripley understood what it really was, "I get it! It's a fist fight to the end! Get him Lyela! Wring his neck! Punch his nose in and bake him for lunch!"
She was getting a little carried away but at least it was something to watch. She had heard stories about humans being very violent creatures when they wanted. Not powerful, but violent.
At least it'll save me from the bother to train her before the games. The GAMES!
No one yet knew when the games were going to start after all they would be called at the last minute, well Ripley didn't have to worry, she was sure she had the strongest human.
"You ready, or rather, are you there, Shadenz?" Sim asked, she wasn't sure if Shadenz even want to go into a mental institute even if he was a demon.
This was a pretty personal part of her life and it held all of her family in it even if she wasn't really linked to them by blood, but it was the only place she felt like she could be herself and actually practice her sorcery with her mother.
Ripley observed their every moves, she was fascinated by how much humans moved to bring down their foe. But it was amazing how they kept on persevering, mostly Lyela, Ripley wondered how strong she could get if she moved like them. She started getting a little bored when the both of them were just dodging and missing but then Lyela woke her up.
"That was amazing! Hey hey hey can I try! Can I can I?" Ripley was like a little child jumping up and down. She wanted to try fighting like a human.
She smiled and called in, "Hey it's Simona."
Hey Simy, come on in, you know you don't need to ring I already told you that.
"Well you know me, I love to ring the bell," she giggled and then walked in.
She walked through the halls and said hello to everyone then she stopped in front of a door and took in a deep breath, she always loved going to see her mother but the second before she would walk in she started wondering if her mother would be embarrassed of her. She spotted her bastard of a father coming toward her so she rushed into the room and smiled at her mom.