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Aidan Monrey

Wanna a be friend or foe?

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a character in “Bound At The Wrists”, originally authored by carefreex3, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: Aidan Monrey

Gender: Male

Age (16-19): 19

Height: 6' 0"

Weight: 165 lbs.

Type (Human or Demonic Human): Demonic Human

If Demonic Human, good or evil: Good, although some of his actions may not reflect that.

Hair (Length, Color, Curly of straight): Aidan has chocolate locks of hair that seem to always look messy. His bangs are pushed to the side giving them a swoop. His usual brown hair turns to the color of dark coffee in the winter and caramel brown in the summer. Although it may not look like it, he takes extra care of his hair.

Eyes: His eyes are the colors green and gray fused together. They could remind someone of a trees leaves when it's at it's brightest. Although he as such stunning green eyes, they are usually filled with amusement and mischievousness.


~ Aidan, although it may not look like it, cares for humans. But not any humans. He will help the ones he likes with care and caution. The ones he doesn't like could care less for them, whether they live or die he is really apathetic. The only way you could get on his bad side is if you do something wrong. ~


Personality: He is usually fun to be around expect for the fact he likes to play with you mind a lot. One moment you could feel like you love him, the next like you want to kill him. He's playful most of the time, but when the time comes for it, he turns dead serious. One thing out of order you will get a harsh threat. The thing is, you never know when he is going to change. It sometimes happens so suddenly that you think the person you just met was his twin. All in all you could call him indecisive

Most of his playfulness comes out when he is in front of a lady and she seems to intrigue him. Aidan also likes playing on both sides, not that way. He is defitnatly straight. But he will sometimes act like a bad guy just for the fun of it.

Good Qualities:
He's fun to be around and never lets anyone be excluded. He may seem cocky at first, but you just have to get past his fairly large ego to understand him and his sense of humor. He's very imaginative and will never let anyone get in the way of that.

Bad Qualities;
He changes his mood so suddenly that you don't know him. He can be very strict and mean when the time calls for it. He will completely ignore you if he decides he doesn't like you. You must be cautious around him, for any wrong move will send you in a pit of self pity. You can sometimes almost never tell when he is on the good side or the bad, for his actions may seem like the other.

Equipment:

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So begins...

Aidan Monrey's Story

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Character Portrait: Valerie Collum Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Evangeline S. Honeysett Character Portrait: Aidan Monrey Character Portrait: Blythe
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Aidan grumbled softly upon hearing Blythe open the door fairly hard, the result ending with what seemed like the sound of a door falling. 'She never listens' he thought while standing up and brushing off invisible dirt on him. He lifted his left hand and combed though his chocolate color locks all the while walking towards where the captives were. The halls were dimly lit and the lights were spread apart a good distance, to the point of where there would be a dark gap of no light and then light once again. At that moment he heard the other demon give a command in a fairly harsh voice. "Oh good you are awake...but you need to keep your mouths shut, if you don't I'll do it for you". Now he had rounded the corner and saw the broken door at which the young female before had broken earlier today.

Some of the victims were awake and trembling with fear. A boy with coal black hair was crying from the pain he was feeling right now. A girl with sun colored air was wincing in pain while trying to fight back tears. Some other girl he didn't notice before hung her head down as if she were unconscious. 'probably couldn't handle the pain' At that thought he walked up to Blythe, making sure to go into her personal bubble. Oh how fun irritating someone was.

"So, what you gonna do now? Make them suffer then they already are? Torture them until they bleed to death? I would ever so like to hear what!" Aidan said in a mocking tone. He wanted to know for the fun of it. Not to actually enjoy himself while others are in pain. Although right now he was feeling fairly lazy and decided to sit on a box b the door. He put his left foot on top of his right knee while holding his head up with his palm.

'Maybe I'll save them later. Keyword; later'

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Character Portrait: Valerie Collum Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Brooklyn Parker Character Portrait: Evangeline S. Honeysett Character Portrait: Aidan Monrey Character Portrait: Blythe
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Pain. It was the first thing she felt as she awoke. She could feel every muscle, every fiber in her, screamed out in pain. Even her eyes ached beyond measure. She could see hints of red even though she hadn't even tried to open her eyes yet. As she did attempt to look out of one though, she felt as though it was weighed down. She tried to raise her arm to open it that way but she let out a loud gasp when she felt te sharp sensation go all throughout her arm. "Ouch." She mumbled. After minutes of just sitting trying to get her eyes open, she could finally make them into tiny slits to see the things around her. The sight that she saw was not a pleasant one.

There were people, strewn all around her. Some were crying, others were on the verge of screaming. Some were already screaming. She couldn't really see much though because there were red blotches running over her eyes. Considering the pain in her forehead, those red blotches were blood. She had heard something about foreheads before hadn't she? She couldn't remember. Oh god she couldn't remember anything. What was her name again? How does somebody forget their own name? She tried to supress the fear she felt rising in her, and struggled to keep her breathing steady.

It was about that time that she saw people standing in the room. They weren't injured, and obviously weren't helping. She tried to speak but felt her mouth was full with something. She swallowed and felt the salty taste of her own blood. It must have gotten there while she was sleeping when her forehead dripped. She opened her eyes fully but felt a stinging pain in her left. Black eye maybe? Even her hair was matted and stained with her own blood, as well as the floor. When she managed to move her arms a little, she tried to push herself up to a position that didn't make all of the cuts and bruises feel worse than she should. She managed to prop her back against the wall, but that only introduced her to new pains laced along her back. She tried not to close her eyes again from the pain because she was scared she would not be able to open them again. Instead she let out a soft moan, which in the place she was in sounded like somebody yelling into a microphone. It was so quiet.

Taking her focuse back to the two standing in the room she tried to speak. The first time nothing came out, and she felt the dryness in her throat. But the second time she tried to speak louder and she managed to speak clearly. "What the hell is going on?" Even though she only spoke a few words she could feel the dry bitterness in her mouth increase. She was so thirsty even blood looked good, even though she knew it wouldn't help in the slightest.

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Loud yells broke out in the distance. Valerie was again locked in her subconscious. She hesitated before moving away from the light, her right leg seemed to be complaining. Not knowing why, she pulled it along behind her as she made her way. Once regaining control of her mind, he realized why her leg wouldn't cooperate.

She opened her eyes fully, a mistake. Light flooded in, making her temporarily dizzy. Once the patches of light cleared from her vision, she was aware of the devastation before her. Her right leg looked broken, and blood spilled slowly from an open wound. Her head ached, but not as much as it had earlier. Realizing her hands were still bound together, she stopped resisting. It was no use.

She noticed others around the room. Several were tied around the room like her caked in blood and dirt. A couple stood or sat, not restrained by the thick ropes. Envy and confusion chased each other through Valerie's mind. Why did they not help them? She cleared her throat and said in a shaky voice, "Help. . . please."

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Blythe heard footsteps behind her and turned around seeing Aiden right there beside her, she hissed "how many freaken times do I have to tell you not to get so close Aiden! your worse then a kid you know" she then heard him ask "So, what you gonna do now? Make them suffer then they already are? Torture them until they bleed to death? I would ever so like to hear what!" as she was walking around checking the ropes and chains "Well if I tell you then what would be the fun in it? huh? I can't give away all my secrets..and I only said I do it if they don't keep their mouths shut.. " she then turned as she heard one of the pesky humans talk "What the hell is going on?". She went over to the girl and grabbed her shirt "oh lookie here a girl that doesn't listen...you stupid, stupid girl...your lucky your not dead yet...now I just did say to shut up, did I not?" she looked to Aiden then back to the girl pushing her back down to the ground roughly.

Blythe then heard "Help. . . please" from the brunnette girl that was passed out when she first came in. She walked over to her and knelt near the girl and mimicked her in a whiny voice "help please....help please....you want help from me? let me think about this..." she then laughed and got up from her knees brushing them off then looked at the girl again, then put her hand close to the girls face, then placed her nail on the girls forhead and slowly traced her face roughly "sorry hun but I don't help humans...I only hurt them" she smirked and pulled her hand away then went and sat down near Aiden "by the way I did not mean to rip the door off this time...it just sorta happened."

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Mello opened his eyes again. He saw as light flooded into the dark, gray, but blood stained, cellar. He was horrified by what he saw, but having lost a lot of blood, his vision was becoming blurry, and he suspected it was all a hallucination, before him, more people, were in the same position he was, tied up, laying on the floor, and a pool of blood circling them. They looked worse than he felt, but he didn't feel anything for some reason, he again, suspected numbness, and was still crying from the pain. A girl with messily cut, multicolored hair, burst into the room, followed by an annoyed looking, curly haired boy. He saw the ripped off door, and suspected that it was the reason he was annoyed, but why would he be annoyed when he could call... Mello forgot what they were called, those people that helped other people.

"So what are you going to do now? Make them suffer then they already are? Torture them until they bleed to death? I would ever so like to hear what!" the curly haired kid said. Mello realized that they were the people who had done this to them. "Well, if I tell you then what would be the fun in it? huh? I can't give away all my secrets... and I only said I do it if they don't keep their mouths shut..." Mello began losing conciseness, but he continued grasping on. He wanted them to help. But he couldn't seem to bring up the words. He closed his eyes, and concentrated on what he was hearing.

"Help... Please..." A girl, probably the same one that screamed, judging by the voice tone said.

"Help... Please... Help... Please..." the girl with multicolored hair mimicked mockingly to the other girl, "sorry hun, but I don't help humans... I only hurt them."

"By the way, I didn't mean to rip off the door this time, it just sorta happened."

Mello had already frozen at the second statement. She had asked for help, and she didn't get any, but what scared him even more is that she had said, I don't help humans, meaning she wasn't human... right? The best explanation would be trying to scare the girl into thinking that they weren't human, and everyone else. Mello could barely stay conscious to think of all this, so he finally let go of it...

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Aidan smiled a goofy smile and stood up. Blythe had just scared two young women senseless and he was going to make sure they were okay. "By the way I did not mean to rip the door off this time...it just sorta happened." He smirked and walked up to her and leaned against the wall. He watched her every move to her every breath. She had beautiful black hair with red and blonde highlights across her bangs. Aidan never saw her with her natural hair color. She had deep green eyes that glittered with pure hatred towards those 'things' as she would say. And Blythe had a fair complexion running down her whole body. "Sure it was just an accident Bly, sure." He said with a mocking tone in his voice. Since he was on okay terms with her he called her his nick name for her; Bly. Maybe it was because he didn't like the 'the' at the end of the name but he felt like he should give one to her.

"You scared the poor people!" He scolded playfully, now walking over towards the girl who Blythe had just traced her face on. The girl had long brunette tresses of hair and blood over her face, maybe if it weren't for the crimson color she would of had a light skin tone. But the most distinguishable feature about her was her ocean blue eyes with golden rimming. "Don't worry, 'cause I'm here to help~!" He stopped for a moment before laughing. "I sounded really gay there didn't I?" Slowly he put his backhand to her forehead and caressed the now red forehead due to Blythe. He smiled to her and whispered in her ear so low only she would be able to hear it. "Be nice and I might come and save you!"

He then stood up and walked back over to the sitting girl. Instead of sitting where he had sat last, Aidan opted to stand really close to her, almost to the point where it looked like they were squished. "You know how much I love being in your space?" His green gray eyes now shone with mischief and a certain playfulness. Most of his actions, if not all, consisted of things that weren't very demon like. For example, acting like a kid who can't get enough with playing with peoples minds. Ahh, how amusing people could be.

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Valerie watched as a boy across from her surveyed the situation at hand. He watched the others, but he seemed tired. His eyelids drooped more and more as time went on, until he finally let go. He either fell asleep or lost consciousness, more likely the latter. That seemed to be a common trend among the prisoners. Best way to stay out of the terror of the current reality.

She watched as a small girl known as Blythe made her way over. She seemed overconfident, despite her size in stature not being in her favor. She squatted and leaned in close to Valerie's face, knowing the bound girl couldn't do anything about it. She mimicked her, making her sound weak. Valerie tried to spit in her face, but there was not enough liquid to spew out. She was parched. She closed her eyes briefly, and opened them to see Blythe's nail digging into her temple. Blythe traced her nail down Valerie's face, causing blood to slowly seep from the wound. She heard her mutter something, but could barely make it out.

She gazed up at a tall young man staring down at her, studying her. Slightly confused, she didn't say anything. She flinched as his hand made its way towards her face, scared he might hit her. She opened her eyes again to find him caressing her face. He began talking, and laughing at his own comment. She would have laughed too, if not for the current situation. He smiled, a broad and sweet smile, and leaned close to her ear. She was slightly alarmed when she heard him whisper promises of escaping.

Escape. How could she escape? She was almost sure that she wouldn't be able to walk. She assumed it wouldn't matter how she escaped, but that she did. She remained quiet, but she wouldn't be nice, and the guy had instructed. She didn't trust him, not yet. He could turn out to be just like that witch of a friend he has with him. No, wouldn't want to go liking someone like that.

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"Why are you always staring at me?"
He smiled and poked her cheek lightly in a teasing manner. Aidan knew Blythe was on the supposed 'bad' side and he wanted to change that. He also knew that she hated humans for reasons even he doesn't know but even despite that he wants to change her opinion. 'She can't always hold a grudge.' He mused to himself. "I was just wondering what it would be like if you didn't hate humans." Aidan said while looking in front of him and smiled gently. He ran his other hand though his chocolate brown locks of hair and then began to speak again. "But in all seriousness, I always did wonder as to why you don't like them. I mean, these people here did nothing wrong. They're innocent." He clenched his jaws slightly due to the fact that it may hit a nerve, and when Blythe got angry. She got angry.

Aidan looked towards her and then to the girl he had just talked to about escaping. It wasn't like he was fond of their kind but it wasn't like they did anything bad. In fact Aidans and Blythes race is just a myth to them. What possible harm could they do to something that's nonexistent?

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Blythe glared up at Aidan when he said "I was just wondering what it would be like if you didn't hate humans." "Well you can keep dreaming Aidan because thats never going to happen" she said and crossed her arms. Then Aiden asked the question no one dared to ask her before "But in all seriousness, I always did wonder as to why you don't like them. I mean, these people here did nothing wrong. They're innocent." She ground her teeth and got ready to let it all out "Innocent! Innocent my ass. You want to know why I 'Hate' humans. Humans where the ones that killed my parents and little sister. It was when I was 12, it was during the middle of the night. My sister and I where sleeping in different rooms. Next thing I knew I heard screaming coming from my parents room, I smelled smoke, then I noticed there where fire throughout the house. I tried to get out of my room but the fire was in the hallway, so the only way out was through the window, I jumped out of it and waited for my parents and sister to come out, the fire department was on there way. While I was waiting I heard some sounds in the bushes, I went over there quietly and snuck up on two human guys, I saw the gasoline and matches. Its all I needed to see. The next thing you know...they where on fire. I was so enraged I poured the rest of the gasoline on them and lit them on fire. My parents and sister never made it out."

Blythe tried not to cry, she has not cried in front of anyone around here and wanted to keep it that way. "Ever since then I have hated humans, no one is innocent Aiden, I know for sure im not and neither are these pesky weak ass humans" she now was at the point where she wanted to break something. She looked at the humans and got up "lets leave before I decided I want to torture them more". She got up and walked to the entrance waiting for Aiden.

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Brooklyn would have spit in the girls face if she had anything left to spit. Of course she didn't hear her, she was passed out. When she let go of her shirt she could still feel her hand holding it, shhe was suprised that she could even feel her shirt with all the other pains and aches rushing through her. Her fists clenched as she realized these two were probably why they were here in the first place. She hardly focused on what was going on or the words spoken as what was going on registered to her finally. Brooklyn had the tendency to get angry easily, and in situations like this, she would normally be spitting out words she would come to regret later. In this case though, she could hardly even mouth a word if she wanted to.

She struggled to listen to what was going on but could hardly hear anything that mattered. She heard the name Blythe come from the boys mouth and figured that was the girl who wrinkled her shirt, not that it made the bloodstained thing look any worse. A few other words were spoken and the two standing in front of them actually seemed normal, but it was anoying when they would call the people chained to the wall humans. They were humans too, so it wasn't like they were calling them out.

Then the two started having a conversation about hating humans. It was hard to understand because she still didn't get why they were refereing to humans as a different species or anything. The only thing she got from it was that the girls family died so she hated people. Maybe they were just crazy. That was it, they two were just crazy and thought they weren't human or something. "Lets leave before I decided I want to torture them more." She heard 'Blythe' say before walking to the broken door. When did the door break? She thought to herself. God, she had to get out of here. There might be more than two of them. After all, Blythe was rather small. Maybe she could just slip the chains off when she left. It would probably hurt since they were pretty snug, but the blood on her hands hadn't dried all the way. If she was to do it at all now would be the most reasonable time.

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Aidan looked at her with sadness in his eyes understanding her hatred for humans. But that didn't mean all of them where like that, right? He then watched as she walked towards the door and spoke in a voice that was unusual for her personality. "lets leave before I decided I want to torture them more." He nodded and then walked towards where she was, her height making her seem like a very small person next to him.He raised his hands up in defeat and spoke in his usual goofy manner. "Okay Okay, I now understand your undying hatered for them.But I know that deep, and I mean way deep, down inside your tiny heart, that you know these people don't deserve this. Becasue although some peple are like that, most peple have common sense." He smiled in hopes of calming her down and then gave her a mischievous look. "Plus, you got revenge on them by setting them on fire. I expected you to do something like that." Aidan placed his arm on her head and then looked around the door. The metal door was on the ground laying defenseless and then hinges that kept the door in place were crooked. "Now about that door..." He drawled out slowly turning his head towards her. He laughed a dark chuckle and then picked her up and put her on his shoulders like a potato sack. "I think I need repayment for that. For I am the one who always fixes the things you break...only for them to be broken again." He sighed and turned around to look at the beaten up people.

A girl with bright red hair and what could be bright green eyes was looked at them as if they were crazy and wanted to make a smart Alec remark. He met her eyes and gave her a look that said 'I'll come back for you later.' Happy with the look he sent Aidan smiled towards her and turned away now going back to the room where they had been previously along with an unhappy camper on his shoulder. "You remind me of potatoes right now, you know that?"

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Valerie listened as she heard Blythe speak of a time in her past. How devastating it must have been, to have your entire family killed before your eyes? She also spoke of two humans hiding in the bushes and setting them on fire. What she still did not understand was why she called them humans. She talked as if they were a complete different species. Was Blythe not human?

Valerie tried to make sense of reality when Blythe and Aidan made their towards the door, she watched as they joked around. This is not a joking time, Valerie thought. Aidan put his arm on Blythe's shoulder, mocking her height. Valerie gave a quiet laugh, one she hoped she wouldn't have to pay for later. She really had to stifle a laugh when Aaron slung Blythe over his shoulder. Now this is great death's-door entertainment.

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"Okay Okay, I now understand your undying hatered for them.But I know that deep, and I mean way deep, down inside your tiny heart, that you know these people don't deserve this. Becasue although some peple are like that, most peple have common sense. Plus, you got revenge on them by setting them on fire. I expected you to do something like that." Blythe listened to Aiden "I just don't trust them, what can they actually do? I mean are they even any use to this world now?" she asked then felt his arm on her head and then looked at the door when he mentioned it "i swear i didn't mean to do it this time". When Aiden picked her up and put her over his shoulder she started kicking "Aiden you better let me down! I swear..." she couldn't help but laugh, she didn't laugh alot but Aiden seemed to always get her to laugh once and awhile."I think I need repayment for that. For I am the one who always fixes the things you break...only for them to be broken again." "I forget that im so strong..and what do you want for 'repayment'" she asks then eyes the girl with the red hair and gives her a dirty look before they leave. She continues to kick when they left the room to go to the other room "You remind me of potatoes right now, you know that?""Im not potatoes tho so let me down Aiden! just because im small you think you can do this!"

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As the two were leaving she saw them both look at her. The boy gave a look that seemed like a 'I'll be back' kind of thing but she wasn't sure, the room wasn't the brightest. The look that Blythe gave her though was clear. She hated Broolyn already. Well that was just fine, because Brooklyn didn't particularly like Blythe either. She heard Blythe's story, and she understood why she would do this. But since SHE was one of the people bound up she was a bit pissed. Now she was going to have to get out somehow, and however that would happen would not be fun.

Looking at her bindings she felt a wave of hopelessness wash through her. They were barely loose on her, and if she did what she was planning on doing, it would hurt like hell. Not to mention they might not even come off, even with her hands still slick with blood. She could try to untie them, but she would have to use her teeth. Her plan seemed less and less likely to work. But when she thought about how Blythe hated 'humans' and the fact that she gave Brooklyn a dirty look made her decide it was at least worth a try.

Brooklyn tried to hoist herself up to her arms that were above her head but she felt a pain rush through her arms the moment she began to lift and let out a small cry of pain. She landed roughly back on the floor, but found that at least her butt didn't hurt. Comforting to know that they didn't hit her there. Instead of using her arms again she tried to move her legs but found even then that it hurt to simply shift them. In the time that had passed of her being awake she had managed to muster the ability to speak again, and used her restored ability to let out more than a few unkind words.

She looked at the others but they seemed to just be sitting, some still crying. How pathetic. She knew it was rude to even think that, but they chose to cry and waste the little water they still had in them instead of trying to get out. She was getting out, and she was getting out as fast as she could. She wasn't going to wait for anybody to come back, or for nobody to come and just let her slowly die from dehydration.

Looking back up at the ropes she clenched her teeth together and began to lift herself, screaming a muffled scream through her teeth. She hoped that they weren't still close by. She couldn't hear them anymore though so she should be out of their hearing range too. Oh god the pain, it hurt so much. She managed to get up to the rope but found she wouldn't be able to open her mouth without alerting the entire building that she was moving around. Reluctantly she felt herself lower back onto the ground. Now it was her trying to hold back tears. She felt defeated. Her cuts and scratches on her arms and legs had reopened and were now bleeding openly again. That would be hard to miss.

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Valerie watched as Aidan and Blythe left, and looked away, but not before she noticed the look Blythe shot at the red-headed girl. What did she have against gingers? Looking towards the girl, she noticed she was moving. . . or at least trying to move. She was struggling to move into a sitting position, but apparently couldn't stand the pain. She would fall back to the dusty floor after each attempt, clearly not making any progress.

Then, Valerie heard a boy sitting next to the girl speak. His voice was hoarse, probably from not using it.. He suggested the idea of biting off the ropes, freeing the girl so they she could free everyone else. He attempted to rise, but the pain of his hands was too much to bear. Being all the way on the other side of the room, Valerie could not help them, but could she help herself?

The ropes binding her wrists were thick, and dug into her hands, leaving sores. Pulling her hands out of the ropes was out of the questions. Temporarily defeated, she looked around the room. That much movement caused the cut on her head to reopen. She watched the blood trickle down her cheek, and remembered the cement blocks that she hit her head on earlier to cause the wound. She carefully turned left, and saw the blocks. Her hands were tied above her head, and the odds couldn't be anymore in her favor.

She edged her way over to the blocks inch by excruciatingly pain inch. Believing she was close enough, she moved the ropes up and down on the side of the cement block. Oh, it hurt, how it hurt so much. But she couldn't stop. She moved the rope back and forth, back and forth until she felt the restraint lessen. She had cut the rope. She was free!

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"I'm not potatoes though so let me down Aiden! Just because I'm small you think you can do this!" Blythe said while kicking his stomach with her feet.
"And it's a known fact, that taller person gets the most fun." Aidan stated, now turning in a circle as to make her ride more 'enjoyable'. His sense of humor could be twisted you could say. Moments later he heard the sighs and grunting frustrations of some people. Him being a demon and all had enhanced senses; one of them including incredible hearing. As he walked towards the room they were previously in, he started to hear them being more and more fierce in trying to escape. One had started and a boy he presumed was whispering something about escaping. 'Geesh, they can't wait? They must really be suffering.' he thought. Now they were both in the eerie looking room, gray walls that looked like metal and concrete floor with cracks.'But in all fairness I would probably be doing the same thing. Although a little more rationally.' Caught up in his thoughts he didn't notice the sound of rope being cut until it fell. Aidan stopped and his breath hitched the smallest bit. The sound of rope falling and the sound of human feet on ground made him wary. He looked towards Blythe knowing she could probably hear the same things also.

Aidan put her down and and looked at her and then the door. "Well my dear Bly, I think one of them have escaped. What ever should we do now?" He knew what he wanted to do and was going to do it either way, but he wanted to see what would happen if he weren't there. Because in all honesty, Aidan wanted Blythe to learn to forgive, because forgetting he knew be impossible. Although that word itself does say 'I'm possible'.

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"And it's a known fact, that taller person gets the most fun." As Aidan started going around in circles she kicked harder "Aiden just let me down now!" she was starting to get a bit more frustrated. Blythe then started hearing something, she heard the humans start to talk. She heard the male "I can try and bite your ropes off... but if they hear you yell or anything, than we're both dead."She hissed a little "are they really that stupid Aiden?"

As Aiden let her down she heard the sound of rope being cut she glared at Aidan then down at the door "Well my dear Bly, I think one of them have escaped. What ever should we do now?" She sighed "Well I don't know Aiden, we can't just let them running around the place." She then started walked down to the room and stood in the entrance "Now.. now... now... if you want to escape then id be more quiet if I was you. I could hear you a mile away, at least it was us that heard you and not one of the leaders." She shook her head and then went to the girl with the brown hair taking her by the arm "So you broke free from the ropes, your a smart girl ya know thought not smart enough for us" she looked at the doorway "AIDAN! We are going to have to take them somewhere else. It seems this room is just too useful to them" she then looked to the girl "now lovely if you listen I won't have to hurt you, I am trying to be nice which is hard for me to do with humans."

Blythe then glared at the boy and the red hair girl "you both don't try anything either...please".

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Valerie was so in shock and excitement that she had cut her ropes that she didn't notice when Aidan and Blythe had reentered the room. She gazed at her bloodied wrists, and then at the rope at the floor. Escape was so close. If only she could get to the door. . .

Suddenly, her arms were grabbed by Blythe, and by the looks of it, she was not happy. Her multicolored hair stuck out the sides of her head, enhancing the anger. Valerie gasped and looked at the hand gripping her arm. Blythe talked to the guy about moving them, but Valerie knew she was holding back. She probably would have whispered every nasty word at her disposal plus inflicted much more pain onto the girl, but seemed to be holding back on Aidan's sake.

Speaking of Aidan, did he not whisper words of escape to Valerie earlier? Now he rats them out to evil Blythe? Valerie was almost sold that she could trust him. He dumped all of that down the drain now. The only thing close to a friend, or better called an ally, and that was gone.

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Brooklyn looked at the boy next to her, suprised to hear another voice. "Hey... I have an idea, I can try and bite your ropes off... but if they hear you yell or anything, than we're both dead." Did she, did she actually encourage somebody to escape from failing? That was a first, she doubted she had ever helped somebody have hope to do anything. Sure enough a few moments later another girl started trying to break free. She couldn't believe it. Looking at the boy, she could tell he wasn't going to get to her ropes either. His injuries were just as bad as hers were, at least they look like it. He tried to get to her rope but fell just as she did.

Just then she heard a different sound in the other corner. There was a girl with a concrete slab. Wait, where were her ropes? She had cut the ropes off! Excited, Brooklyn tried to lift herself once more, but quickly fell again from the pain. She called over to the girl as quite as she could, "Hey, untie me!" But she also begun to hear voices in the distance. Oh great, just wonderful. They must have heard her when she got loose. Good thing Brooklyn hadn't gotten out of the ropes yet, otherwise they might think she started the idea. Granted she did, but she wasn't going to die because of it if she could just lie and live a bit longer. But her open wounds...they would know she tried to escape, at least if they were smart they would.

She swallowed the panic creeping up in her throat and tried to think. She just wanted the ropes off, just wanted out. She felt something course through her, adrenaline maybe? Whatever it was it gave her strength and she pulled herself up, biting on her lip so she wouldn't scream. She felt a something come from her lip and knew it must be blood. But she didn't care. She lifted herself and started at the knots with her teeth, making a nice substitute as something to bite on. The knots were tight, and she pulled as hard as she could. They were slowly coming undone but it wasn't fast enough.

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Aidan followed after Blythe, knowing what she was going to do. When he got there Blythe had the poor girl in a grip that was deadly. Her hands behind her back while her body twisted in what seemed to be an uncomfortable position. He started to walk over towards them when he saw the red head freeze and try to keep calm. Any other time he would have laughed at her acting but right now wasn't the right time. In two long strides he was by Blythes side and prying her arms away from the brunette. Her grip was tight but Aidan got her hands off with a whole lot of strength. Blythe was very strong, maybe even to the point of where if she would get seriously mad she would be even stronger then me. When her deathlike grip was off Aidan pushed the girl behind him in a manner that wasn't too hard or too soft.
"Blythe. I don't agree on your actions. If you want revenge they're already dead. Don't put others peoples mistakes on innocent people." He said in a very serious tone that wasn't like him. "Even if you do release your anger on them it isn't going to change what has been done."

He then looked behind him and saw the cherry red hair girl with open wounds from struggling. The silence in the room was very tense and the atmosphere was even tenser. Aidan knew that people always did what there emotions told them to and very few people actually do what their brain tells them to. Although he did have his moments where he used his emotions instead of mind but that was when he solemnly got angry. Which wasn't a whole lot. He turned his head towards Blythe once more and gave her look that said she should think about this. What Aidan believed in , he did. And no one could change his mind.