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Tristan Cashmere

"Oh yes, I think we shall get along just fine."

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a character in “A Demon's Way”, as played by WolfSpirit

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"Here's a lesson I had to learn the hard way, you cant trust anyone, not even your own kin."


The Basics


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Name:
Tristan Dexter Cashmere

Nickname:
Dexter

Age:
20

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Role:
The Demon Prince

Species:
Demon

Powers:
  • Can move objects with his mind
  • Read Minds
  • See soul color
  • Can heal himself or others
  • Control black hell fire
  • Super strength, speed, sight, scent and hearing, they can also see in the dark
  • The Lure
  • Can shift into shadow wolf

Soul Color:
Black



Getting To Know You


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Likes:
        • Blood
        • Chocolate
        • Girls
        • Music
        • His younger sister
        • Rain
        • Hell
        • Being alone

        Dislikes:
            • Humans
            • Pepper
            • His father
            • The color orange
            • Being told he is a monster
            • Hot days
            • Brats
            • Being still

            Hobbies:
            • Listing to music
            • Fighting
            • Riding

            Habits:
            • Chewing his nails when nervous
            • Shaking his head when confused
            • Daydreaming

            Fears:
            • Dying when he is young
            • Being over taken
            • Falling in love



Describe Me


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Personality:
Tristan would be one of the nicest guys, if he wasn't a demon, because he happens to be one all of his good traits turn into bad ones, Tristan only cares about himself and will do whatever to get what he wants.
Although these are his main traits Tristan has a soft spot for his sister, she and power are the only things he cares about, Tristan isn't worried about making your life a living hell, so it wise not to cross him. Tristan can be loyal if you return the loyalty, Tristan is a demon but he still has emotions, he can still love...

Appearence:
Tristan is your average 20 year old male the weighs 170lbs and weighs 6'4, Tristan has dark leather black hair and brown eyes that have specks if black and red in them. Tristan has a rather fair completion that is covered in scars and bruises from his past fight with Satan although he covers them up with his usual out fit of a white ruffled tee and black leather pants. Unlike most demons Tristan doesn't need a ring to harness his powers, although he does wear a gold locket that has a photo of his mother and sister in it.

Height/Weight:
6'4

Hair:
Leather black

Eyes:
Puppy dog brown



Nature Vs Nurture


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History:
Tristan grew up like a normal kid, hint the fact that he was a demon, Tristan's parents wanted to hide what he was until he was old enough to kill anyone who came after him, if anyone was dim enough to try and kill a demon. At the age of six Tristan's mother had an affair with a human and gave birth to a half human half demon baby girl. Raged by that fact that his wife had had an affair, Tristan's dad killed Tristan's mum showing Tristan what would happen if his son ever double- crossed him.
Tristan hid his half sister and passed her by as a full human, this and this plan alone allowed Tristan's little half sister to live. Tristan never forgot his father for killing his mother so he planed to over power his father and make him pay for his crime. Skip a few years and Tristan's little sister got beaten up by some kids at school, this was when Tristan found out he was something different, he lost control and killed both of the kids.

On the way to hospital, Bell died, it must have been a few days Tristan sat there crying, not letting anyone come near her cold body, Tristan reached out and put his hand on his sister's hand, that's when her heart started beating again. Tristan hid his sister in hell, Bell hides in an old room and each night Tristan brings her food, one day Bell got out and Tristan's father found her, instantly falling in love with her Tristan's father made Bell his 'pet' whatever he wanted he got from her. Tristan found the only way he could kill his father and save his sister was to over power him. Tristan needed a human's blood and love in order to unlock his full power. Swearing he would never stop until his father dropped dead and his sister was free Tristan traveled to the human world and captured a human and threw her in his prison, waiting for his chance to unlock his full power and over throw his father.

Theme Song:
MIKA- I'm Falling

So begins...

Tristan Cashmere's Story

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For Fay today was just like any other day. It was a crisp winter afternoon, Fay had just come from Tim Horton's, she was heading to the book store with a hot chocolate with whipped cream and caramel drizzle. It was lightly snowing at the moment which just seemed to making Fay feel light on her feet with joy. She loved the snow. But that great day seemed to fade as Fay turned the corner. Everything instantly went black as she passed out for reasons unknown to her. The next thing she knew she was waking up in a dark, cold place that seemed to radiate danger. Fay was frightened and scared and just wanted to turn back time.




"Hey someone please help!" Fay screamed loudly in the pitch black darkness that surrounded her. She could hear quiet moans and groans from across her but she was to scared to move. She sits there, curled up, and silently cried to herself. The big wet tears trialed down her pale rosy cheeks and soaked into the white wool sweater beneath her dark blue winter coat. She kept her silvery blue eyes closed and buried her face in her knees, quietly sobbing. She didn't want to be here, where ever here was.

"M..mine" a raspy groan echoed through the darkness. Fay gasped as she heard something hard hit metal and her eyes flew open only to see more darkness.

"H..h...hello?" Fay stuttered as she reluctantly stood up. Her hand brush against her pocket and she felt something hard. Her phone. Fay gasped as she quickly reached into her pocket and pulled out her touch screen phone and put it on flash light mode. Light flooded the area and made Fay shriek in horror. She was in a small stone cell, chains and bones littered the area. Again the sound of something hard hitting metal echoed through the dungeon and Fay gathered her courage and neared the thick black metal bars of her cell door. There was another cell across from her's and Fay shined the light into it, only to hear something hiss loudly and growl at her. Fay's eyes widened in horror at the sight. It was some sort of living corpse, half bone and half melted flesh with glowing red pupils inside black iris's. Its facial structure was deform, it looked like something between a bat and a bear, with finger long canine teeth, horn like ears and a big snout. Fay almost vomited as she saw into torso, the bone side showing off the inner organs which seemed to be an unhealthy brown instead of red. The thing eyed her hungrily as a fork tongue shot out and licked its black lips. Fay's legs began to shake as the thing tried to claw through the bars to get to her.

"M..m..mine....so..ul....pu..re......g..good" it snarled at her making Fay coward back and fall on her bum. Pain shot up her spine.

"PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!!" Fay screamed loudly as she once again curled up into a ball and sobs quietly.

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Waking up to screaming was never a good sign, Tristan had learned to deal with the pleading screams of those who are less fortunate then him, but this girl was completely different from the rest. Tristan threw on his leather black pants and ruffled white collar shit that exposed some of his chest showing his six-pack.
"Parker! Prepare for my trip to the mortal world, I shall be leaving at noon" Tristan turned to his mortal slave, Parker. Tristan smiled as flashed Parker his canines making him flinch. Humans, so pitiful Tristan though to himself as he turned his back to Parker and made his way down to his fathers dungeon.

The scent of his beloved Bell nearby was enough to make Tristan forget everything, somehow her blood called to him, the dungeon is dark purely because if a mortal happens to escape, they can't make it very far before Satan or himself has put them back or destroyed them. Luckily Demons had excellent eyes sight, so finding his way to his sisters cell was as easy as breathing. The dungeon was surprisingly easy to get into, well for Demons, for humans they had to go through hidden doors and traps even if they did get that far, the wouldn't make it back out alive. Tristan stopped at the cell 249 this was where his father kept Bell, stepping into the room Tristan instantly reached for his sister, her skin was hot, her hair was mattered and her usually clear skin was covered in muck and god knows what else.
"Bell, it's me" Tristan briefly looked around the room, appearance wouldn't mean much partly because she couldn't see but not much matters when you are trying to survive. Bell lunged at her brother holding him tight, "I thought you would never come" she whispered through her sobs, through the dark Tristan could see bruises covering her body. Tristan cared for nothing, except Bell this is his only weakness, never would he think a mortal could be his undoing.

Tristan tightens his grip around Bells stomach, "My dear Bell, what has he done to you?" Bell let out another sob "It's been getting worse." Tristan gently sat his sister down, "I promise I will be back, I have some other business to attend" Slipping out of the room Tristan could hear his sisters pleas "Tristan! Please don't leave me!"

Tristan was once again in the dark, he could smell fear, he watched the mortal girl, her beautiful snow hair down to her completion was stunning, the fct that he had to kill her made him feel a little uneasy, no, this is the only way you can save Bell.

Tristan healed down so he was eye level with the the mortal "I'm sure you are wondering by now why you are brought here? Well let me tell you now, I hope you kissed your family goodbye because... Your never going to see them again."

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Fay shone the phone light on the man behind the bars of her cell. At first appearance he seemed handsome and nice, maybe there to help her, but once the words he spoke fell from his lips Fay knew she was greatly mistaken. Slight anger started to faze through the shroud of fear and Fay's silvery blue eyes met his dark brown ones as she glared at the man before her.

"Your wrong, I will get out of here and I will see my family again cause you or anyone else in this hell hole will not be able to keep me here" Fay said softly yet strong, her voice seemed to leak truth and fierce determination. Her fear seemed to make a complete U-turn, now that she knew no one here would help her, she would have to find her own way out. All that fear turned to strength, the strength she needed to continue this conversation.

"Why am I here? and where is here? as your prisoner I have the right to know, that and what is your name?" Fay asked as she stood up from the cold stone floor and crossed her arms. A cold, stoic expression adored her pretty features as her silvery blue orbs bore into the man. Fay also noticed the creature in the cell next to her's had stopped its frantic attempt to get to her and she wondered was it because of this man?

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Tristan was rather taken back by this mortals words, most would shudder in his present, but this girl, she wasn't going down with out a fight. "My name, Tristan, save your breath Faith, you won't get out of here, alive." Tristan followed Faiths gaze toward the prisoner who was directly straight ahead from them, a wicked smile played on his face, "oh my dear girl, he can't hurt you trust me, unless I happened to- open his cell door?" Tristan let out a cruel laugh.
"No, I wouldn't do that, I need you alive when I draw your blood" Tristan smiled and tossed Faith a blanket and looked over to the fire place they gave each prisoner so they wouldn't freeze to death at night. Tristan flicked his hand and in one swift moment fire appeared on his hand, smiling at Faith he threw the fire at the fire place and it caught a light turning the dark room into a shadow of light over Faith.

He flashed her a smile and left the room, he knew he couldn't leave her alone, if she escaped and Satan found her he would turn turn her into a pet like Bell or kill her, and that was something he couldn't afford. No, he was over thinking it, slipping back into room Tristan sat down on his bed and planned how to over take his not so dear Satan.

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She glared at Tristan. He didn't know a thing about her. She wouldn't show anymore fear, unfazed by his threat to release the creature next door or when black flames engulfed his hand. But his black flames were now flickering in a small fireplace and at Fay's disposal. A grin curved at her pink lips and felt like having what her sister called a 'mwahahaha' moment. Fay's silvery orbs glanced around the now light up room and they landed on something of neon color.

Her book bag!

Fay rushed forward and fell to her knee's in triumph as she snatched her bag from the ground and clutched it tightly to her chest. Thank god these people were to stupid to take her bag, though they probably just thought she carried around lip stick and other forms of make-up, but they were so wrong. Fay didn't wear make-up giving her plenty of room for things she might actually need. Fay quickly pulled out her 10" long bowie knife and unsheathed it, the long sleek blade glistening as it reflected the flickering flames. It was common for people in her town to carry guns and knives because they lived in a town where there was alot of wild animal traffic. Fay had once seen a cougar lounging on the school playground equipment and a grizzly bear casually walking across the street. As long as you stayed out of their way it was actually kinda cute. She also pulled out a small first aid kit, a half empty pack of apple stride gum, her headphones, a pair of black cotton gloves, her journal, a sparkly dark blue pen and her phone charger. Fay took a piece of gum and popped it into her mouth, the sweet bitter taste of sour apples caressed her taste buds. She kept out her knife, the gloves and the first aid kit out and put everything else back into her bag. Fay pulled the gloves on, her finger's were freezing and were starting to take on a blue hue. She looped the belt attachment of her knife through her jean belt loop so the blade, now sheathed, hung from her hip.

Glancing around Fay founded the longest bone she could find and wrapped the end in medical gauze's from the first aid kit, then she poured the small bottle of cleaning vodka onto the gauze, soaking the material. She sure hoped this worked. She through her back around her shoulder then walked up to the fireplace and stuck in the bone torch she had made. The gauze instantly caught, making black flames cling to the bone. She now had her torch. Fay was sure this flame had 'magical' properties, how else had the man made black fire appear in his hand. She walked over to the bar's of her cell door and got to work. The fire starting to melt away the black iron bars.

It took hours but Fay had finally melted two bars out of the door, allowing her to slip through the small crack. She was free. Relief washed over her but as she was about to turn right something inside her told her no, that if she went that way she would be trapped forever. She followed her gut, the torches flame still burned brightly as she rushed through the hallways until she came to a long set of stairs. She quickly climbed those and pushed open the door only to find herself in a luxurious gothic looking room. Women and men walked hurriedly around, going through some doors and coming back with large tray's of food and other things like towels, beverages......where in hell was she???

Glancing around Fay sighed in annoyance for she couldn't see a way out. So when a woman came rushing by her Fay grabbed onto her wrist and yanked her behind a corner. Unsheathing her knife Fay held it to the woman's throat. The woman was eerily pretty in a way, through she seemed to have mix matched body parts that were sewn together. Her large yellow and green eyes widened in shock but the woman kept silent as she felt the cool blade against her skin. Fay knew even if the woman was to alert others Fay couldn't hurt her, the blade was just more for show then danger. Fay wasn't violent.

"Please I just need your help, please" Fay begged.

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"Father, Were where you?" Tristan watched as his father sat down opposite to him, a smirk placed on his face "sorry, I was... Busy, I found a new mistress." It took everything Tristan had not to lunge across the table and rip his fathers head off. A beautiful black headed girl with piercing blue eyes walked into the room, she held a china tray which carried two wine glasses which ironically held blood, it wasn't long till Tristan realized the girl was Bell. "Tristan, this is Bell, my mistress" Satan grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close, Bells eyes pleaded for Tristan to make it all go away, but what could he do?
Tristan took a sip of his blood while he stroked his Katana sword, if he disabled him badly it might be able to give him enough to get Bell and run away. Knowing now was the perfect time while Satan was distracted by his sister, jumping over the table Tristan drew his sword and aimed his Katana at Satans heart.
A cooling sensation ran through Tristan's side, looking down he found is blood stained on his Katana.
"Tristan no!" Was all Tristan could hear before he fell to the floor his blood dyeing the floor red.


Throwing himself up from his bed Tristan gasped for air, his nightmare replaying in his head, he had to find Faith, this nightmare needed to end. Running down the hall Tristan pushed four slaves to the ground in order to find the girl who would save his sister. Once Tristan arrived at his destination he wanted to scream in anger as he found two bars of the cell melted, she had gotten out, how? Tristan looked at the still going fire, raged by anger he drove his fist into the cement wall and left a dent in the shape of his fist.

Tristan was done playing nice, his sisters life was on the line here, Tristan sunk down so his knees where touching the ground than the tingling feeling began, Tristan watched as his hands became covered with a black shadowy pelt. Tristan pawed at the ground admiring his Shadow pet, Tristan slowly picked up Faiths sweet scent and began to follow it. He was near, if he kept quiet he could almost her rushed breathing, he didn't know if it was Faith or not but he couldn't smell fear so he I instantly thought of Faith. The way she didn't have any fear when he threatened to release a creature that would make any mortal scream, yes she just looked at him, if anything she challenged him.

Tristan kept a steady pace he couldn't afford to fall behind if Faith planned to somehow make it back to her home, the only way out of hell was through a portal it was in an endless maze of a forest, one wrong move and before you could blink you will have fallen into a trap, now way out. Tristan knew Faith was special, no doubt if she could escape from his dungeon she would be able to make it through the maze. Tristan knew he had to stop her, that when she caught her scent, following his instinct to follow it he darted through the woods, only stopping when he was at the start of the maze, he had only know Faith for a short amount of time, but he knew her so well, her should was pure and she would help anyone that needed it.

Maybe he could use his shadow pet to his advantage, if he acted hurt, she might try and help, while she was distracted he could attack her and make her so weak she couldn't fight back. Tristan looked down at his paw, he needed to be hurt but this could affect his performance who am I kidding, she is a mortal Tristan bend down and bite down hard on his paw until he could taste blood. Limping onto the path that lead to the maze Tristan sat himself down, all he needed to do was wait for Faith until she arrived, is she did.

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The maid nodded and quickly showed Fay how to get out of the castle. She also told Fay were the portal was. Fay thanked her then left, rushing off into the direction the doll had pointed. Once Fay show the tree's she sighed in relief greatful she had made it. But then the sound of whimpering echoed through the silent area and Fay's head whipped in the directions as her eyes fell upon a large shadowy creature that looked like a wolf. It was limping and looked hurt. Fay's grip on the bone torch tightened but no matter how hard she tried she mind had made up its mind.

She needed to help the poor creature.

With that thought she rushed over to the wolf and knelt down beside it. The thing was huge towering over Fay even when they were both sitting down.

"Its ok I'll help you" she said softly as she stuck the bone torch into the ground and sheathed her knife. Digging in her bag Fay took out the first aid kit and the rest of the gauze. She quickly tended to the wolf, wrapping up his wound. Once done she put the first aid kit away again and smiled at the creature before lightly patting it on the head. Then she went to stand up......

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Tristan watched Faith nor daring to blink, the way she put her safety aside to help a beast she knew nothing about, Tristan watched as the mortal stood up, did he really want it attack such a pure soul? Something stirred deep inside the prince that had never been felt before, love? Starring at Faith with intent eyes Tristan knew he would have to make up his mind sooner than later before she got away. Tristan slowly rose still staying in his shadow wolf, he took a step close to Faith taking in her sweet scent, quick, kill her and collect her blood, she isn't expecting it, kill her now! Tristan slowly showed his razor shape canines, getting ready to pounce Tristan let his eyes scan Faiths body, with that he knew his answer, he couldn't hurt her.

Tristan hid his canines and closed his eyes, Faiths soul was pure, a stunning light silvery-blue, Tristan knew now she was the one whose blood should make him the most powerful demon to live. Bells pleading eyes and screams filled Tristan's mind, he had to kill the girl, now.
Tristan lunged at Faith putting his full body weight into his attack, when he was on top Tristan turned back into his human shell, grabbing his Katana Tristan pushed the side of the blade against her neck. The whole time Tristan found he couldn't take his eyes of Faith, it was as if her eyes where drawing him in, snapping out of his fantasy Tristan hit Faith on the head with the hilt of his weapon, if that didn't knock her out than what would?

Faiths body was light, which made it easy for him to carry her body back to the prison, knowing now Faith was too smart to be kept in a usual cell Tristan knew he had to but her somewhere safe... Somewhere were escape would mean death.
Tristan gently put Faiths slim body down on the cold ground, he put her shackles on and searched her bag, he removed everything and took her bag, this girl was too smart to be carrying anything except gum. Tristan spared Faith one more look, brushing back a bit of snowy hair and tucking it behind her ear Tristan slowly got up and left. Passing Tristan's best guard and protector Tristan whispered in his ear.
"Don't let her move, if she even blinks tell me, if she escapes... I will kill everyone that you love and make your life a living hell."

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Fay's eyes slowly began to open but closed immediantly as her head throbbed in pain.

What happened?

Memories began to flood back and her eyes snapped open. That bastard tricked her! Fay started to move when something restrained her and she looked down to see she was now shackled to the wall. NO! Tears began to trailed down her cheeks as she started to loose hope. She knew she couldn't give up but she only knew of one way to get these chains off and it was going to hurt alot. Taking in a deep breath Fay brought her hand to her mouth and swiftly bite into the skin. She was desperate to get out of this hell hole and go home. The coppery gross taste spilled into her mouth and she instantly removed her mouth and let the blood leak down to her wrist, coating the inside of the shackle. She started to move her wrist around, pulling at it. Fay muffled a scream of pain as her hand finally slipped out of the shackle. She painfully did the same with the other wrist and she was freed from her shackles but not the cage. Fay saw a man at the cell door.

"Hey you let me out of here" Fay shouted angry as she rushed over to the bars. The man whipped around to look at her with surprised eyes.

"How in hell did you get out of your chains" he cursed and took out a walkie talkie.

"Hey Parker tell Mr. Tristan that the girl got her hands free" the man shouted into the talkie and Fay glared daggers at him.

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Painfilled screams encoded through the castle, no doubt they came from Bell, muffled shouts came from Bells cell, Tristan slowly approached the door and creept up to his fathers side. Bells face was coverd in blood, her hands grazed and her legs held cuts and bruises on them, Tristan let out a whimper and Satan turned to see his son. "Tristan, I was glad you came, did you know this sneaky little brat has been able to get out of her cell?" Tristan set his eyes on his fallen sister.
"No sir" Tristan replied softly, Satan rolled his eyes and once more kicked Bells delicates ribs, without another word spoken Satan left the room leaving his mess behind him. Running ver to his sister Tristan pulled her into his eyes, staining his white ruffled collar tee and black leather pants. "Bell! Don't worry, I can make it all go away, all you need-" Bell took her brothers Katana and placed it in his hand. "Please" was all she whispered "I'm so tired of this life, please end it for me" Tristan threw his sword to the ground, cradling his sister.
" No, I can't," Tristan let out a sob and gently picked up his sister and layed her down on the bed, already he knew nemourous bones where broken, blood was the only thing that could heal her. Faiths blood.

Tristan forcefully kicked the door down, instantly he saw Faith, out of her shackles and her pale hands coverd in blood, "Faith, I didn't want it to end this way, but I'm running out of time." Tristan didn't try to hide the desperation in his voice. As Tristan made his way to Faiths cell he heard a weak broken voice "Tristan! You're forgetting something!" Tristan let out a growl and picked Faith up, tossing her against the wall.
"And what the hell is that?" Parker rolled his eyes and focused his gaze on the human, "love, you need her blood and love, remember?"

Tristan looked at Faith and let her drop to the ground, "I remember, I'm just here for a bit of blood." Tristan leaned down to Faith and grabbed his dagger out, whispering an apologie Tristan slice Faiths arm open and collected a few millimeters of blood. Once Tristan had got all the blood he would need, he looked deep into Faiths eyes and put his hand on her bleeding skin, slowly he healed her, Tristan watched as her skin stitched together. "That never gets old."

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Fay ripped her arm away from Tristan and glared at him so much hatred it could have buried him six feet under if looks could kill. She moved, her now sore and hurt body, away from the man her hate filled glare never leaving him.

"I hate you, its kinda a funny thing you need my love cause guess what its never going to happen, but I guess that's what happens when you treat a person like shit and lock them up in a cell" Fay said coldly as she backed up into the farthest corner away from Tristan. She ignored the sting of both tears and the pain in her arm. She wouldn't cry in front of this bastard, not now. not ever.

"And you can forget about just using me for blood, cause if you try I will fight you and then I will hate you even more" Fay growled.

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Once again Tristan was taken back by this girls attitude, Tristan studied the bottle only to put it away afraid it would be broken or worse. "If you knew what actually went on in this hell hole, you would be grateful that I am the one who is here with you, if for one second you were in her shoes..." Tristan didn't realize a tear threatened to come out, wiping it away as quickly as it appeared Tristan fled the room.
Everything swarmed Tristan's mind, how was he meant to get a girl who he had torn away from her family, knocked her out a few time and taken blood from get her to love him? His sisters time was running time and so was his time with Faith, it was only going to be so long before she tried to escape, and this time succeed. Faiths soul still remained pure, the only reason she resented him was because he brung her here, Tristan knew nothing of the mortal world, but he did know Faith would be more open to love if he told her the truth.

Tristan watched Faith from a distance, her snow colored hair and beautiful eyes was drawing him in, slowly making his way to the front if her cell he grabbed a chair and dragged it so he was half a meter from Faith, slowly he took his seat.
"We are more alike than you think, you would do anything to save your family, all my family is gone, except for my sister, those screams you hear at night, their hers. My father, Satan killed my mother for having an affair with a mortal, I was only a kid at the time, my father did it as a lesson, to never cross him. Short story short, I need your blood, and love to unlock my full power so I can kill my father and free my sister, when I took your blood, it was to heal her, this morning she begged me to kill her to end her life, imagine that, your own sibling asking you to take their life."

Tristan let a small trail of tears leave his eyes before wiping them away, Tristan never left Faiths eyes, for she could attack him at any time now. Tristan clicked his fingers and a single rose appeared in his hand, slowly he,placed it next to Faith and knelled down next to her.

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"Your sister is a coward, you have to fight for a better life it can't just be given to you, death is an easy way out only cowards ask for death or even wish for it but a strong person will fight, and that's the difference between my family and yours, my sister would NEVER ask me to kill her over anything because she would fight not just for herself but for her family to" Fay said, strength and determination laced in her soft voice.

"I bet you didn't even notice when you through me against the wall that you dislocated my right shoulder and cracked a few ribs, but did I make one little sound, NO, because I'm not giving you the sick satisfaction of breaking threw all my walls that I have made from all the years of abuse and torment of bullies, I've lived through so many broken bones, almost drownings, a few concussions and a few almost rapes but have I once even wished for death or for my life to be any different? No i haven't, did I wish for anything bad to happen to the people that did all the stuff to me? No I haven't" Fay's voice seemed to grow louder but it was still soft, and even through all the words she was saying she still sounded gentle. Yes she did feel sorry for Tristan's sister but did he really think that after giving her a sob story and a rose that she would instantly soften and force herself to love him?

"And guess what buddy, just like strength people need to earn another's love they can't just except to get it, you want me to love you then prove yourself not a coward and try but I will tell you this, I am not giving my life away so you can grow more powerful, a few drops of blood yes but not my life" Fay said with finality. Recalling all those forced back memories made her eyes start to water, tears burning wanting to be let free. But she wouldn't let them. She only cried in front of people she trusted.

And she sure didn't trust Tristan.

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Tristan was enchanted by Faiths story, but still pissed by the fact that she called him a coward. Slowly getting up Tristan spared one last glance at Faith, "Your blood is worthless, it can heal her but he would know a traitor was in his mist, oh and by the way, I don't need your physical love, all I need is for you think think it, just for a split second and you're mine." Tristan slowly exited the dungeon and made his way to the oral to the mortal world.

The restaurant was classy, Jake knew his style, plus the restaurant was full of mortals that would make a tasty snack for later. Jake ran his fingers through his tousled brown hair, his blue eyes scanning the room for most certainly Tristan, as he approached the table for two Tristan flashed a smile across the table to Jake. "lets get down to business, Faith, the mortal you brought me, she is... Resisting, are you sure she is the right one?"
Jake rolled his eyes and leaned in closer "yes Tristan she is the right one, did you really expect her to just hand over her head and love? I thought you would have known better." Jake was one of Tristan most trustworthy friends, it was Jake who told him of a way to unlock his full power, and it was Jake who brought Faith to the underworld. Tristan took a sip of his cold water and continued his quest to find out more about the prophecy, "still, how am I meant to get a mortal who I have knocked out and threw into hell, love me? I sure as hell wouldn't"

"Tristan, no matter how many times you knock her out, she is still a girl and a girl with emotions and feelings, you just need to keep..." Tristan rolled his eyes, demons weren't exactly love doctors, Jake wasn't helping. He knew a potion wouldn't work, Faith was to strong, plus the witches weren't exactly an ally of his, maybe if he visited her sister, find more about Faith, the possibilities of his mission going successful did look awfully poor, but what was the worst that could happen?

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"If I'm so worthless then why may I here" Fay hissed after Tristan left. There was no way in hell she would ever, EVER let her mind wonder to love and him be the male role in those fantasies. Though he was the first person she has ever been physical attracted to all of that disappeared after she saw his true nature. His face was handsome but inside he was ugly.

Sighing Fay rested her head on her knee's. Her ribs hurt badly and she couldn't even move her right arm, so there was no way of escaping. Her breath was weary and heavy for every time she inhaled a burning pain would erupted in her chest. Damn crack ribs hurt. Trying to distracted herself Fay grabbed the rose on the floor. It was pitch black with a red stem and electric blue thorns. It was eery yet beautiful in its own unique way. The tears that she had refused to shed in front of Tristan began to fall, caressing her pale cheeks as the trialed down her face. She just wanted to go home.

Fay hid her face in her knees and quietly sobbed, wanting to get it out of the way before someone came back. Once she stopped crying Fay lifted her head back up only for her eyes to widened in shock. The eery rose had turned into a thing a bright beauty. The black petal had turned a gleaming light blue and the stem and thorns had shifted to silver. The flower seemed to glow in a warm white glittering light that seemed to lift Fay's spirits as she sat there in the dark, holding the new rose in her hand, her eyes not leaving it. Outside her cell the guards eyes were wide in shock and he took out his cell phone to contact his master.

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Tristan slowly walked up to the wooden door for the first time in his life he felt nervous, searching for a reason he found none, possibly because this was the girl he had locked up in hells sister, possibly. The girl who answered the front door had beautiful sun like locks and sun kissed skin.
Are you Beth? Faith Snows older sister? the girl simply nodded, pain struck her eyes, Who are you? Tristan was enchanted by the girls blazing ember eyes, slowly he managed to spit out a believable reason. "I'm Tristan Cashmere, a police officer and I'm hear to talk to you about Faith, have you noticed she has gone missing?"

Beth managed to hold her tears back, obviously this family was raised in a way that could allow them to hide their emotions, What do you need to know? I have it all Tristan scanned the house, it was nice enough a little small if anything. Slowly Tristan sat himself across from Beth, what did he need to know about Faith that might lead him to breaking her?
"How about her childhood? Was she bullied or anything that could help us prove someone could have taken her, did she have any troubles growing up?" Beth hugged her stomach and looked Tristan deep in the eye, than the tears were let out.

Faith was born during a blizzard, everyone was freezing, Faith was born, but the cold got to her and she stopped breathing, we rapped her up in a blue blanket and cried ourselves to sleep, than a miracle happened and she started breathing again. Faith? No she was a friend to all, none would ever try and hurt her. Tristan was touched by this story, Beth slowly got up and handed him the blue blanket form the story, Beth smiled and whispered in his ear Please bring her back.

Tristan made his way to Faiths cell, he cared little that the rode was glowing, it was just proof that she was the [i][one/i] Tristan smiled at her and walked up to her and kneeled down "Guess who I saw today?" Tristan smiled and hung the blue blanket in his hands. "consider this a gift" slowly Tristan gave the blanket to Faith and watched her with intent eyes smiling.

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Fay's eyes widened in horror at the sight of her child hood blanket. She visibly began to shake in anger as her eyes narrowed at the tall man in front of her.
"Y..y...you bastard!" Fay shouted as she pushed herself off the ground and tackled Tristan. She ignored the pain that echoed from her ribs or the fact that she couldn't move her right arm. Yet she still pinned him down, straddling his torso she used her legs to keep hold while her left hand pushed down on his shoulder. She knew he was far stronger then her and could probably get out of this quickly but Fay didn't care.
"You stay away from my family Tristan cause if you hurt them there is absolute no hope for me to ever consider even liking you" Fay growled, her silvery blue eyes flared with rage. He just messed with the wrong family and pissed off the wrong girl.
"I don't care if this is a gift, I know what you are trying to do and it will never work it will only make me hate you more got it, so stop playing games cause I am tired of it" Fay's voice had weakened, just the thought of her family brought big tears to her eyes. They trailed down her cheeks and Fay quickly wiped them away yet more replaced them. Damn it she couldn't stop crying.

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Tristan let out a groan as his head slammed onto the brick wall, he let her sit on top of him fighting the feeling to throw her off and send her flying. Watching her as she began to cry her gently slithered out from under her and sat next to her, he could tell she was too emotional at the moment to attack, but yet again this girl was full of surprises. "the more you fight me the harder this will be, don't you see I'm not the heartless bastard you claim me to be, I could have killed your sister in the blink of an eyes and no one should have noticed, but I didn't."


Tristan slowly brushed a stray strand of her out if Faiths face and tucked it behind her ear, her skin against his hand felt electric, he paused to study her face, never before he captured the beauty of her snow colored hair or her fare skin. "You know nothing about me and yet you have already made up your mind" Tristan teased, he half smiled and clicked his fingers, a book appeared he knew it was one of Faiths favorites, he passed it to her gently. "It's your favorite isn't it?"

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Fay stiffened as Tristan said he could kill her sister in a blink of an eye. But he was wrong people would notice she was missing, Beth was like a little electric ball of energy, everyone knew her and loved her. The damn tears still wouldn't go away and that was probably because she was exhausted. She listened to Tristan, she could hear the teasing in his voice.

"I know one thing about you and that is that you only want to use me, then you'll kill me and then never think about it ever again" Fay said coldly turning away from Tristan and the book. She wouldn't accept his false kindness.

"Just go away" she said quietly. Fay was in pain, starved, sleep deprived and emotional unstable. But she wasn't broken. This man would never see the day she breaks. No that was reserved for the man that would one day capture her heart and never let it go. Her knight in shining armor she had dreamed about coming to save her.

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Faith was pushing him over the edge, he was sick of trying to be kind and generous, his time was running out... And so was his temper. Still Faith hadn't eaten for a whole day, he couldn't let her stave, clicking his fingers once more he tossed a apple and a loaf of bread at her feet. "As you wish" Tristan made his way out of the cell and made his way to his personal training room.

Tristan studied the white two hand sword this sword was especially made for him by the vampires, a smile played on Tristan's face as he grabbed the hilt, he closed his eyes and when he opened them again his friend who happened to be a werewolf appeared with his katana in his hands. "Tristan, I have been watching over you, you have the mortal?" Tristan nodded slowly, Matthew had always been looking out for mortals, he posed a threat to Tristan's mission.
"I do, but things aren't going as I hoped, plus, I brought you here to practice with, not to tell me I should let her go, I need her blood and love to save my sister, I'm not letting her get away that easily." Matthew rolled his eyes and simply nodded "lets begin".

Matthew stepped forward, Tristan's sword meet Matthews, steel rasping as they both pushed towards each other, Tristan surged forward sending Matthew staggering backwards. Matthew brought down his sword in a sweeping motion, Tristan ducked, rolling across the fall to escape the fatal blow. "Is that all you got?" Matthew stalked Tristan moving forward, he swept his sword, a few strands of Tristan's chocolate brown hair fell to the ground. Tristan copied Matthews smug smirk, Tristan brought his sword down with incredible force as planned Matthew meet the blow, suddenly Tristan turned his sword flicks Matthews sword from his grasp.

Tristan kicked him hard in the chest sending him flying backwards only to meet with the ground, Tristan smirked and put his sword lightly on Matthews pipe hole.

"Looks like I won".

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Fay took the apple and bite into it, she was stubborn but when she was starving she wasn't going to give up food. It took Fay moments to finish the apple and to move onto the bread. She took a big bite and almost choked as she heard someone call out. Looking up Fay saw the maid that had helped her before.
"I've come to help you" she said softly as she took out a ring of keys and fumbled with the cell lock.
"Here I snuck it away after Master Tristan took it" she said producing Fay with her bowie knife. A wide smile made its way onto Fay's face but it quick fell once she realized she couldn't move.
"I can't, my ribs are cracked and my arm is out of the socket" Fay whimpered and the woman nodded before walking over to her.
"I was sewn together with the remains of wiccan's I can heal you" she said kindly and got to work quickly, a green glow spreading over Fay's skin and soon everything was healed and Fay could move again.
"Thank you" Fay thanked softly and the doll woman nodded before handing Fay her knife and helping her up to her feet.
"This way" the woman said taking her hand the pair rushed through the halls until they came to the huge main entrance like last time.
"You know where to go from here?" the doll asked and Fay nodded before she starting running. Once she came to the forest she followed her gut and made it through only to run up to a closed portal door.
"No..." Fay whimpered. They had closed it. She had no way of getting home now.But like hell she would go back to that dungeon. Over her dead body.

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Tristan made his way back to the dungeon with Matthew at his feet, he knew now he couldn't leave Faith by herself, too many people in this hellhole wanted him to suffer. Finding Faith gone didn't seem to surprise him, "Tristan, she seems to be gone"."Thank you for pointing out the obvious! Matthew, I need you to do something for me, find the girl, just watch her, make sure she doesn't do anything reckless. "

Matthew hesitated, his soul was almost as pure as Faiths, almost, but Matthew was hopefully smart enough to know not to cross him, Tristan had eyes and ears every where. A brown pelted wolf now stood in front of Tristan, he kneeled down so he eye level with the beast and whispered in his ear: "remember our deal, you cross me- I tell the vampire where you are hiding" Matthew slightly nodded and followed the sweet scent that lingered in the air.

Tristan hid in the shadows, watching as Satan left the dungeon his hands covered in red, leaping for the cell door Tristan mad eh us way in, darkness greeted him but slowly his eyes adjusted, for a split second Tristan wished he couldn't see the work his father had done. In a split second Tristan was at his sisters side, every bone in her body was broken is Bell wasn't a hybrid demon, she would have been dead, pulling out the bottle of blood he extracted from Faiths body earlier he forced his sister to drink it. The cracking of bones mending encoded through the cell, slowly her face regained color.

"It works"

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Fay leaned against a tree and sat on the ground, she was tired, lonely and just wanted to go home. But how? even when she had escaped the portal was now closed and she guessed it didn't get opened alot. Ideas of how to escape flashed in her mind but somehow she knew there was only one way.

She had to give the bastard what he wants.

Sighing deeply Fay reluctantly made the long walk back to the castle, dragging her feet and wishing she didn't have to do this. But like hell she was going to give it to him easily. Once she made it inside she asked someone where Tristan was. The person was unable to give her answer's so instead they led her up to a room she presumed was Tristan's. Fay thanked the man and he left and Fay planted herself down onto the bed and waited.

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Tristan cradled his sister in his arms, her broken body had healed, Tristan knew who's father would be back soon and finding that his mess had been cleaned up would be an unpleasant surprise.
The outcome of this didn't look good for Tristan or his sister.

Sleep claimed his sister and he slowly popped her on the bed and kissed her lightly on the forehead, Tristan forced himself away from her body and into the main hall. "Sir Tristan, a girl is awaits your company in your bedroom" Tristan slowly nodded not having a clue in hell who it could be, the beautiful face of Faith sitting down on his bed surprised him.

He closed the door behind him, Tristan's brain tried to think of a reason why she was here, had Matthew found her and sent he back? Tristan slowly made his way closer to Faith before he asked the obvious question.

"Forgive me if I sound... Displeased, but what are you doing here?"