|"Who told you... You are the only one... Who can see... Everything and nothing.|
How pathetic. How gullible. How useless. How disappointing. These people who once revered themselves as the black hand of the vampire world. They looked at him as if he was an insect that need no attention at all. Well, Ex was more amused than irritated. If he remembered correctly, they were still clinging to their meaningless pride due to their so-called ace still on the alive and kicking. How foolish. Did they not know that this was an elaborate plan from the first place? Everyone in this world was nothing more but toys and guinea pigs for his Contra Mundi. No one was exempted even him. He was also a toy and he has no problems with that.
"State your name brat! You don't who you're messing with. We are of the Tsukino."
Yes, idiots. They truly are. His face was hidden beneath by his fringes which earned him a sense of mystery. Tension riveted through the room like a flash flood. It had effectively placed the vampires who surrounded him in apprehension. In their eyes, he had appeared out of nowhere and emitted nothing... This peculiar aura of his certainly caused many bemused expressions. After all, it was possible for him to do so. This could only be done if he is an illusion or dead. But, they could tell that he was as real as he could be. Oh, they will soon find how real he could be. Raising his head to meet their eyes, those eyes of eerie black glimmered with sadistic excitement.
"Oh, I know who I am messing with exactly. Don't worry. Just enjoy the show."
When done speaking, he smiled with such malicious intent that brought chills to everyone who had witnessed it. His eyes were now of deep vermilion color as it glowed like that of a beating heart. Some had reached to exit the room in an effort of escape. How futile. There was no way he would allow such delightful marks to simply slip his hands. Thus, the doors were suddenly shut with such force and locked without a means of being opened in a proper way. All looked at him with recognized fear. "Leaving so soon?" It was then screams to attack him began in ascending manner. Oh, they now sounded so desperate. Just wait for a few seconds, they would be singing a different tune. His favorite melody.
Alice enjoyed her position being in the white pure-blood's arms. It made her much like a princess which was only worthy of her. The downside, Zenith was not really meant to be a tour-guide. He was so stiff and boring in the way he addresses certain places. Actually, he only identify the areas in a monosyllabic voice. Well, it made it more worthwhile to break that mannequin face of his which she had done with ease by just appearing before him. She could also tell that her existence became important for the pure-blood. His hold was not reckless or a result of politeness. It was so comfortable and delicate as if he was carrying such a precious artifact of a distant past.
"Forgive me." Blossoming red eyes met those golden eyes which revealed nothing and this made her smile in interest. "Hmm?" She playfully queried as Zenith stilled in his steps. He felt terrible for what he had done towards the girl with such impulse. Even if he had desired to taste the sweet nectar of his sister. No one should be burdened by it. He did not know why his iron-clad hold to his control was suddenly lifted with ease as if it never existed in the first place. "No matter the reason. I should have not done such a forbidden act." She had expected him to stay such a thing. He had always been too strict with his own set of beliefs and principles. Making him, a bit inflexible which is quite an advantage in certain points.
As a response, Alice released fits of giggles which earned the pure-blood's confusion who did not show it outwardly. He had remained much like an infant in terms of living, more so with the means of interacting with people. Well, this is why it was no problem at all. Finally settling down with her humor, she wrapped her small arms around his neck and placed her head at the crook of his neck. "You can compensate me. Can you bring me to the infirmary?" The sound of her laughter was rather hypnotic for his senses. He was not sure if it was because how similar it was with Amalthea. Even more so when she placed her head at the base of his neck. It was a nice sensation. "Yes." There was no hesitation in that. It was a logical choice. She is more or less suffering from anemia. So, he went there.
Stretching his limbs, Ex licked the corner of his lips where a blood splatter was present. "You should have listened to your pathetic seer." It seemed he was also well-informed about a certain Tsukino Pure-blood who can see far ahead of time. He kicked a head which was already severed and turned into ashes. The whole room which boasted such luxury now resembled a macabre and gory scene of horror film. If a person who had a weak stomach could see this, they would without doubt vomit everything they could. Ex then reached for a small earpiece hanging around his ear. "Mission complete. No one survived from this end." There was a voice on the other end. He walked around the sea of blood which he had made. "They're gone as expected. Do I follow them now?"
Disappointment flashed through his eyes which had now returned to its normal black hue. There was even a childish pout present on his face. "...Fine... I know the Contra Mundi wants to play with them for a little more." The voice answered before ending the conversation with that. Ex removed the earpiece and crashed in easily in frustration. He wanted to kill more. These useless lot were not worth his effort really. But then again, he does not mind torturing the people he wants to face in combat through the unseen portion of being alive. "Well, they can't hide anyway. Isn't that right Alice?" He muttered more to himself as he disappeared with the haze of a wind.
The girl who was the new transfer student of the Night Class smiled with such meaning. Her face hidden at the crook of Zenith's neck. No one can hide anything from her. Eyes of carmine glowed for a bit before being alerted that they had finally arrived at the place she wanted to be. "Oh, we have company. Don't we?" Alice noted as she was now looking at two girls who she is very familiar with. Oh, she knew them well. As for the pure-blood, he instinctively held the girl in his arms closer to him. He should have expected there would be someone else here. But right now, he did not want to see these specific individuals right now. Then again, it never showed on his face. So, he only did which was proper to do. "Good morning. Ms. Fujiwara. Ms. Yamazaki."
"State your name brat! You don't who you're messing with. We are of the Tsukino."
Yes, idiots. They truly are. His face was hidden beneath by his fringes which earned him a sense of mystery. Tension riveted through the room like a flash flood. It had effectively placed the vampires who surrounded him in apprehension. In their eyes, he had appeared out of nowhere and emitted nothing... This peculiar aura of his certainly caused many bemused expressions. After all, it was possible for him to do so. This could only be done if he is an illusion or dead. But, they could tell that he was as real as he could be. Oh, they will soon find how real he could be. Raising his head to meet their eyes, those eyes of eerie black glimmered with sadistic excitement.
"Oh, I know who I am messing with exactly. Don't worry. Just enjoy the show."
When done speaking, he smiled with such malicious intent that brought chills to everyone who had witnessed it. His eyes were now of deep vermilion color as it glowed like that of a beating heart. Some had reached to exit the room in an effort of escape. How futile. There was no way he would allow such delightful marks to simply slip his hands. Thus, the doors were suddenly shut with such force and locked without a means of being opened in a proper way. All looked at him with recognized fear. "Leaving so soon?" It was then screams to attack him began in ascending manner. Oh, they now sounded so desperate. Just wait for a few seconds, they would be singing a different tune. His favorite melody.
Alice enjoyed her position being in the white pure-blood's arms. It made her much like a princess which was only worthy of her. The downside, Zenith was not really meant to be a tour-guide. He was so stiff and boring in the way he addresses certain places. Actually, he only identify the areas in a monosyllabic voice. Well, it made it more worthwhile to break that mannequin face of his which she had done with ease by just appearing before him. She could also tell that her existence became important for the pure-blood. His hold was not reckless or a result of politeness. It was so comfortable and delicate as if he was carrying such a precious artifact of a distant past.
"Forgive me." Blossoming red eyes met those golden eyes which revealed nothing and this made her smile in interest. "Hmm?" She playfully queried as Zenith stilled in his steps. He felt terrible for what he had done towards the girl with such impulse. Even if he had desired to taste the sweet nectar of his sister. No one should be burdened by it. He did not know why his iron-clad hold to his control was suddenly lifted with ease as if it never existed in the first place. "No matter the reason. I should have not done such a forbidden act." She had expected him to stay such a thing. He had always been too strict with his own set of beliefs and principles. Making him, a bit inflexible which is quite an advantage in certain points.
As a response, Alice released fits of giggles which earned the pure-blood's confusion who did not show it outwardly. He had remained much like an infant in terms of living, more so with the means of interacting with people. Well, this is why it was no problem at all. Finally settling down with her humor, she wrapped her small arms around his neck and placed her head at the crook of his neck. "You can compensate me. Can you bring me to the infirmary?" The sound of her laughter was rather hypnotic for his senses. He was not sure if it was because how similar it was with Amalthea. Even more so when she placed her head at the base of his neck. It was a nice sensation. "Yes." There was no hesitation in that. It was a logical choice. She is more or less suffering from anemia. So, he went there.
Stretching his limbs, Ex licked the corner of his lips where a blood splatter was present. "You should have listened to your pathetic seer." It seemed he was also well-informed about a certain Tsukino Pure-blood who can see far ahead of time. He kicked a head which was already severed and turned into ashes. The whole room which boasted such luxury now resembled a macabre and gory scene of horror film. If a person who had a weak stomach could see this, they would without doubt vomit everything they could. Ex then reached for a small earpiece hanging around his ear. "Mission complete. No one survived from this end." There was a voice on the other end. He walked around the sea of blood which he had made. "They're gone as expected. Do I follow them now?"
Disappointment flashed through his eyes which had now returned to its normal black hue. There was even a childish pout present on his face. "...Fine... I know the Contra Mundi wants to play with them for a little more." The voice answered before ending the conversation with that. Ex removed the earpiece and crashed in easily in frustration. He wanted to kill more. These useless lot were not worth his effort really. But then again, he does not mind torturing the people he wants to face in combat through the unseen portion of being alive. "Well, they can't hide anyway. Isn't that right Alice?" He muttered more to himself as he disappeared with the haze of a wind.
The girl who was the new transfer student of the Night Class smiled with such meaning. Her face hidden at the crook of Zenith's neck. No one can hide anything from her. Eyes of carmine glowed for a bit before being alerted that they had finally arrived at the place she wanted to be. "Oh, we have company. Don't we?" Alice noted as she was now looking at two girls who she is very familiar with. Oh, she knew them well. As for the pure-blood, he instinctively held the girl in his arms closer to him. He should have expected there would be someone else here. But right now, he did not want to see these specific individuals right now. Then again, it never showed on his face. So, he only did which was proper to do. "Good morning. Ms. Fujiwara. Ms. Yamazaki."