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Bishop J. Santiago

"My bite is worse than my bark"

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a character in “Castillo de la Muerte”, as played by stealthpanther

Description

Bishop Santiago
"My bite is much worse than my bark."








Mᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ.


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Nicknames
"Just Bishop."

Role
Twin 2

Age
N/A

Height
Six foot two inches

Build
Tall, lanky, lean. About 150-160 pounds

Appearance

Red hair, green eyes, sharp teeth. Most vampires you would imagine would try and fit in with their surroundings, but not Bishop. His bright red hair is one of his most identifying features. He also sports large emerald eyes, flecked with gold in the right lighting. Bishop is of alabaster skin, tall and lean with long arms and legs that hide his brute strength. Always caught with a toothy smirk, some wonder if he is ever found frowning. Always sinister in appearance and condescending.


Distinguishing Features
  • Bright red hair
  • Emerald colored eyes
  • Sharp teeth and fingernails






Bᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇ.



Personality

|| Dark | Sinister | Reclusive | Intelligent |Selfish ||

Likes Dislikes
His twin Unattractive people
Hunting Being told what to do
Getting his way Arguging with his twin
Wine The color orange
Blood Large breasts


Secrets

# Sadistic

# Insecure

Fears


! Losing his twin
! Drowning
! Sunlight


Best Qualities

# Loyal

# Honest

#Protective (of those he deems worthy of it)

#Intelligent


Worst Qualities

#Arrogant

#Condescending

#Mean

#Short tempered






Crush

#none

Sexuality

# Bisexual





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So begins...

Bishop J. Santiago's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Alice Delopar Character Portrait: Angelo Santiago Character Portrait: Castiel Santiago Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Stalking silently back towards the estate, Bishop inspected himself once more. It wasn't so much for the human occupants as it was for his brother's sake. Deeming himself clean and proper, he slipped inside, keeping to the shadows as he did so. He had no desire to bring undue attention to himself.

Taking the cellar in the back, Bishop entered from the door at the top of the cellar stairs leading to the inside. Eyes scanning the corridor, he carried himself off towards the bedchambers when he paused, sensitive ears picking up the voices of Angelo and Castiel. Debating but a minute, the younger vampire approached his elder brothers with his trademark grin.

"Am I missing out on something brothers?" Bishop inquired, sauntering into the room without a care. He paused upon seeing a buxom young woman with pale hair and a curious gaze. Giving her a once over, Bishop deemed the woman unimportant and instead turned his gaze to Castiel.

"I'm able to take my little Anise back. Where is she?" Bishop asked, knowing his brother preffered to do things himself and thus, probably found it more troublesome to look after both humans. The elder twin figured he might as well make use of his new little maid. Maybe she could clean or entertain him? Besides, he still hadn't had a taste of her blood yet. He nearly licked his lips at the thought, imagining what her face would look like as he sank his fangs into her pale flesh.

Noticing Demetri wasn't among them, the male had an inperceptible twitch. They were never away from each other very long. Furthermore, that little tart his twin had picked needed to be checked on. If she touched his brother..if she gave him any trouble..he'd tear her head from her shoulders in a heartbeat.
"Demetri up yet?"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Angelo Santiago Character Portrait: Castiel Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Castiel barely noticed the fair-haired human seated at his side. It wasn't until the flutter of her heart graced his ears. He looked down at her, arching his golden brow curiously. He absently wounded his forefinger in a lock of her hair, musing over the unique shade it was. It shined under the pad of his finger, resembling effervescent snow in moonlight. "Care to explain to me why a new human is currently in my presence, Angelo?" he asked as he toyed with the lock of hair around his finger. His attention wasn't pulled away from the silky strands until his absent brother finally decided to grace them with his presence. Castiel allowed the hair to slip from his fingers as he narrowed his eyes at Bishop.

"Am I missing out on something brothers?"

"Yes, brother," Castiel said, tightly, his bright eyes darkening with his anger. "You just so happen to miss the opportunity to inform me of your absence prior to your departure. I would have gone mad looking for you had your maid not given me the information posthaste. You're lucky she is competent, lest I would have hunted your arse down." He rubbed his hairless chin with a empty expression, but rage in his gaze as he pointed towards the corridor. "I left her in my study with Tanzy. She's most likely cleaning and whatnot. But seeing as I am not Demetri's keeper, I regret to inform you that I know not of his conscious state. If he is, he better be in the castle. The next time you wish to venture out into the world, let me know first. You have no idea how many heads I would rip off if I even thought you were in harm's way, you bloke."

He spoke each word gravely; his eyes boring into his brother's form as if it could cut through him.

Sighing and softening his grim features, Castiel turned his attention to Angelo, "Bishop's stupidity aside," he huffed. "Pray tell, who is the girl?"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Alice Delopar Character Portrait: Castiel Santiago Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Bishop frowned, feeling a stirring irritation begin to rise. Had it been anyone besides one of his brothers telling him off, he'd have torn them to bloody shreds for daring to speak to him in such a manner. Being called stupid would have earned them a long session of torture beforehand. As it was, he simply scowled at his noticeably angry older brother. He knew that look in Castiel's eyes.

"Your concern for my well-being is most thoughtful and appreciated brother. However, you needn't worry so much. Nothing is taking me down without a fight, and you know how hard I fight." Bishop remarked, turning to leave with a small, casual salute to his brother.


With his hands sliding into his pockets, Bishop silently stalked the halls, this time headed towards the brother's rooms. He was just about to reach Demetri's room when a whistled tune reached his ears, followed almost instantly by the sight of the little tart in question. Feeling quite pleased at the timing, he wasted not a second. With the grace and suddeness of a tiger pouncing on it's prey, Bishop grabbed Alice by the wrist, feral eyes boring into hers.

"Well well. Look at you. Only one night gone by and you think to still disrespect the head of this house? Perhaps my brother wasn't clear. You obey all of his and Demetri's rules. You will look the part unless told otherwise."

Leaning in closer, Bishop's fangs came into clear view as he let out a malicious grin. Time to put her in her place.
"Don't forget my little one...your dear sweet sister belongs to me. You do anything to disrespect or in any way pose a threat to my brother, the one who will suffer in the end will be her. I may just...slip and break a rule of my own..or be too rough." Bishop meant it as well. If anything happened to Demetri, he'd make Anise and Alice pay a thousand fold.

"I trust..we understand each other better now, hm?" Bishop purred with a sadistic smile, releasing Alice as he continued on towards Castiel's quarters without a backwards glance.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Alice Delopar Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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ImageScanning the dim corridor, a small half-smirk crept further onto the maid's features, an impish gleam dancing in her orbs. Huh..guess it's true...Vampires don't like sunlight. Good to know..good to know assessed that inner voice, the eerily beautiful melody from before still floating out. Unfortunately, that simplistic and pure tune seemingly attracted the most wicked of souls, of venomous devils, that light playing against dark. Stalking into view was the flame-haired vampire, his crafted hands roughly crammed into his trouser pockets, a predatory air seeping from his stature. Allowing that clean sound and her happy mood to drastically fade, Alice slowly withdrew her own digits from the dress's pockets, those tapered fingers curling into themselves. Narrowing that infamous stormy gaze, the eldest began to rapidly debate the possible escape routes, her gait turning to a frozen pause, teeth gnawing on the inside flesh of her cheek. Before her humanly instincts could direct her, the other eldest was upon her, his clenching grip on her wrist cutting out any chance for a fight.

"Well well. Look at you. Only one night gone by and you think to still disrespect the head of this house? Perhaps my brother wasn't clear. You obey all of his and Demetri's rules. You will look the part unless told otherwise." clipped out his chilled tone, body leaning in to close the distance between vampire and prey. Another strike of misfortunate occurred as Alice, being her height, was forced to look heavenwards, the glimpse of Bishop's malicious smirk and glint of elongated canines burning their way into the maid's memory.

Come on, Alice...fight back for godsakes! demanded her conscious, obviously displeased at the small jolt of fear that racked her frame. A heartbeat passed before those retreated senses flooded back, each one practically resounding with the request's wishes. Trying to jerk her frail wrist out of his hold, the maid managed to hiss out, that terror mixed with seething almost palpable. [color=]"For...your information, Demetri never gave me explicit..orders to wear the full uniform! Neither did..your brother!"[/color] rang out her breathless reply, conflicting emotions proving it to be difficult to fully fight. "Don't forget my little one...your dear sweet sister belongs to me. You do anything to disrespect or in any way pose a threat to my brother, the one who will suffer in the end will be her. I may just...slip and break a rule of my own..or be too rough. I trust..we understand each other better now, hm?" floated out his reply, every word drenched with promise. Gaze still narrowed, Alice had to bite her tongue from letting out a sigh of relief as he dropped her wrist, body immediately retracting the abused limb to her chest. With an iced glare at his retreating figure, Alice softly hissed out her own promise. "Lay a finger on her...and you are dead, blood sucker."

After assuring that Bishop was fully gone, Alice turned back on her heels before slinking down the halls once more, intent on finding her sister. A sharp pang, however, made the eldest temporarily banish any notion of her mission as her focus shifted downwards. Rubbing the tender spot already forming, the maid gave a mental cringe seeing the inflamed redness already occurring, the traces of blues, purples and blacks ringing the edges. That's going to be painful tomorrow.. was her only thought as she observed Bishop's work, a heavy sigh emitted in response. With another firm shake of her head, the maid continued on.

Somehow, in her search, Alice had found herself stationed by the front door, eyes narrowed in on the heavy oak. Giving a quick scan of her surroundings, not a single vampire in sight, the maid took a half-step towards the barricade, eyes intensely glued to it. Staring at it brought to mind all sorts of various outcomes......including the one where she ran.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Angelo Santiago Character Portrait: Castiel Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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ImageSoundlessly reading, Angelo flinched as he felt the female's cold hands fall upon his lips. Without hesitation she opened them, examining his teeth. Angelo could easily see the visible excitement in her eyes, but he didn't care. If it wasn't for her slick body and the fact that Castiel had entered, who was demanding his attention, he would have ripped her arm off. But with a low growl, Angelo calmed himself.

"Why have you summoned me, Angelo?" Upon hearing his Eldest brother's voice Angelo spoke up,"Well-" Cut short by an unforeseen interruption. Bishop had entered the meeting room, "Am I missing out on something brothers?" Angelo didn't really understand what his younger Brother had meant until Castiel answered him bitterly.

Maybe it was the fact that Angelo himself had went outside the castle without permission, that made him flinch by Castiel's words. Thus causing Angelo's resolve to not tell his brother of his...absence, even more of an issue. Pondering over how he should explain the situation in the most discreet way, so that he wouldn't get in trouble, Angelo stayed silent allowing his brothers to talk.

Awakening from his thoughts, Angelo turned to his brother, "Pray tell, who is the girl?" It took a minute for Angelo's thoughts to slow down. The thought of speaking of the council caused such irritation, that Angelo could no longer hide his burning glare at the female. If she hadn't been sticking her nose into things she shouldn't have, Angelo wouldn't have trouble his Elder Brother over this useless mater.

Angelo debated on this thought for a while, if he should have just killed her after reading the letter, so his brother wouldn't have to deal with such...useless garbage. But if he had it would also only bring trouble to Castiel, so either way keeping her alive for the time being was the best option. Setting his book on the table, Angelo pushed himself off from the chair.

Walking toward his brother, Angelo had grasped the Council's letter in his hand and passed it to his eldest brother. "They left her at our doorstep. It seems the Council had given us an unwanted creature to take care of. The letter explains everything about her and the reason why they left her with us. In my opinion I think everything in that letter is trash, they just thought it convenient to cause trouble for you...Especially after Mother and Father died."

Angelo's last words were cold and bitter, holding a dark meaning in them. Angelo has always felt this way, of course he thought highly of his Brother, and for the council to take advantage of Castiel, made every ounce of bitterness that has stored up for these centuries boil to the surface.

After a moment Angelo realized he was showing to much anger and let out a sigh, to calm down is rage. "Sorry. I didn't mean to show something so unsightly. Please ignore my last words Brother. That was inappropriate of me." Angelo let Castiel take the paper and seated himself in the nearest chair. Letting his head fall in the palm of his hand, he awaited for his Brother's words.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Sauntering down the halls, Bishop felt confident he had gotten his point across to hid brother's little wench of a maid. If not, he'd simply have to re-educate the human. He shook the thoughts from his head as he recalled Castiel's words. Where had he said Anise was? Oh yes, with his own maid...in his study.

Making his way to Castiel's quarters, the red-haired vampire heard two voices, shortly followed by a sneeze and an apology from none other than the female he left behind. He opened the door without a sound, careful and quiet like a stalking tiger in wait. He leaded against the doorframe, an amused grin on his face as he watched the two humans. They both had their backs to him, making him smirk even more.

"What might you two be talking about, hmm?" Bishop asked casually, slinking into the room and approaching the maids, only to stand behind Anise. His head lowered towards her neck, purposely invading her personal space. Anise seemed more lively today, her body language not the tense and frightened she had been with him yesterday.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Anise was aware of Tanzy's habit of making corrections, but she didn't feel harshly towards her for it. Anise kind of felt like she was looking out for them in her own way, plus it taught her what she could do better. She smiled to the other girl, "T-thanks.." She smiled with a light blush. She decided to take the compliment anyway. It was sweet either way that Tanzy was trying to help.



"I'm the oldest of five. As soon as I was old enough to work, I went out to be a maid for anyone who needed one and would pay. I wanted to help my parents out, since they did so much for us. So I worked at a few manse's, a few estates. No royalty though, just upper class and wealthy homes. I learned from the maids and butlers I worked with."

"Wow.. I'm the younger twin.. Alice worries me though. What if Demetri finally loses his temper with her..?"She looked to Tanzy, laughing and biting her botom lip afterwards, "What am I saying..? Olivia and Alice got the two tamest brothers.." she whispered, returning to work, rising onto her tiptoes in attempt to reach higher.

"Just over questions? That's kind of harsh.. I didn't spend too much time alone with Bishop actually.. He left pretty fast last night.." She blinked, remembering the instance for a moment.

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"Lucky for you I'm planning a hunting trip with my brother, I will not be needing your blood...For now. I do, however, want a taste." Bishop stated, flashing his fangs.
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Anise shook her head quickly, keeping the thoughts out of her head. She was having a good moment with Tanzy. She didn't want to ruin it with hopeless fear. I can't do anything about it, so I should just ignore it..

"What might you two be talking about, hmm?"

Anise was about to continue their girl talk, but she was interrupted. She let out a squeak of surprise and consequently nearly jumped out of her skin once Bishop's voice rang through her ears. Judging by how loud it was, not to mention his breath on her ear, he had to be uncomfortably close. Anise stood still for a moment, staring at the curtains. Keep your cool.. She mentally warned herself, continuing with dusting, "W-we.." She chewed on her bottom lip. She wasn't good at lying.. she hated lying, "We were talking about how large Castiel's bedchambers are... and about our siblings." She closed her eyes for a moment, mentally congratulating herself for avoiding a lie. She slowly limbered herself out, turning to face Bishop with a warm smile. The first since she became informed of his inhuman nature.

"W-welcome back my lord." She bowed her head, seeing as there wasn't enough room between him and the curtains to curtsy or bow. Then her eyes scanned him curiously. He seemed in a better mood than the day before.. but she didn't get her hopes up just yet, "Is.. there something you need me to do..?" she asked hesitantly.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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The older vampire twin had half a mind to scold Anise for daring to answer with her back turned towards him, her soft voice the only reminder she wasn't the rebellious sister he had just run into. When she did turn to face him, Bishop was truthfully surprised to see a smile grace the young woman's face. If he were to admit it, the warm, friendly smile was somehow endearing to him. Perhaps this little Anise was more than the timid little mouse from before. It certainly made things interesting.

"I see....Well then, since I am back, I believe you shall be coming with me." Bishop remarked, straightening back up as his eyes fixed themselves on Anise. He grinned, fangs displayed as he allowed the human to visually appraise him. Her hesitant, innocent questioning further amused him.

"Something you need to do? Well, you are my personal maid are you not?" Bishop purred, placing a finger underneath the fair chin of the human. Tilting her head, he kept her eyes on him, not that they needed much convincing. "If you're cleaning and taking care of things, surely your priority should be my quarters of the house, wouldn't you agree little dove?"

Releasing her chin from his hand, Bishop motioned for Anise to follow him, glancing over his shoulder as he walked out in spite of knowing she wasn't likely to resist. "You may continue to address the others as is your fashion. But I am your master, so acknowledge me as such." Bishop added, smirking at the thought.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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ImageAnise smiled to herself a little more as she realized she'd gotten away with her twist of the truth. She hadn't lied. He didn't ask the proper question for the answers she'd kept hidden from him. She'd given the lord the truth, just not the truth in its entirety. He'd have to be more specific next time if he wanted to pry secret information from her. She wasn't going to get Tanzy scolded with her, or she'd of given him the entire truth, regardless. She had the audacity to voice her thoughts, she'd at least admit her own claims, if it didn't involve bringing down others with her. She felt a little guilty for not telling him she'd been talking about him though.. even if he was cruel. Someone or something had to make him cold.. I doubt he started out like this.. Maybe.. She thought to herself, Maybe Castiel and Bishop are like Alice.. hard to love..but capable... once you know how they tick.. unfortunately, attempting to learn how those two tick could prove itself to be quite lethal.

"Alright.." She set the feather duster on a nearby desk, giving an apologetic smile to Tanzy, before returning her gaze directly back to Bishop, her eyes looking him over curiously. She was oblivious to his intentions, not understanding his level of narcissism. Consequently, she merely awaited his orders, directions, something she could understand.

"My apologies, my lord." She felt her breath hitch in her throat, but she didn't allow herself to advert her gaze from his. The fear was clear in her gaze, but she was fighting it better. She had to, if she didn't get stronger she'd be eaten alive in this place. She couldn't break down like she had the day before, "You're right my lord, it was a silly question." She added, attempting to keep his anger to a minimum. The good mood Bishop was apparently still in was something she'd rather keep afloat.

Anise rubbed her face after it's liberation, following behind him quickly, looking to the floor when she caught him looking back at her. As they made it halfway through the corridors, she reach a standstill in her pace. She felt a blush cross her face as his request registered in her mind, overwhelmed with shock and embarrassment. The word felt so foreign to her. Master? It seemed so... pointlessly dominant and possessive.. What is he trying to prove..? She shook her head, knowing she didn't have time for such futile thoughts, regardless of her opinion she had little choice but to comply. Without further hesitation, Anise sped up quietly in attempt to avoid Bishop scolding her for falling behind, ".. Yes, of course.. M.." She strained on the word, but knew she had no power to make her own decisions. She had no choice but to use it, "M-master.." Her cheeks were slightly pink, as she begrudgingly forced the word past her lips. Anise was not exactly agreeable with this degree of submission, but she took some of the only advice her father had ever given her. You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar..

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Castiel Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Tanzy jumped as Bishop entered, watching cautiously as he came up and addressed Anise, not a shred of interest directed towards her. That was all well and good, but she still worried about Anise. Thankfully, Anise so far seemed to be handling the situation much better than before. Waving farewell to the maid, Tanzy resumed cleaning the closet, deciding mentally to do the floors next, since Anise had so kindly helped her finish the dusting. She began to hum as she worked, getting into a steady rhythm.
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Bishop headed towards his quarters, able to feel the fear radiating off of Anise as he led her down the halls. He did notice the significant change in how she was handling her fear, the ebony haired girl keeping her composure and not hiding in debilitating terror. Good girl. Bishop was pleased she had some backbone. He liked the fear, but it would've been no fun to have a maid who was too scared to do anything or even talk to him. She was scared, but not running,and that's all he needed.
Nodding in confirmation as Anise apologized and recognized how silly her question had been, the male glanced over his shoulder to see her fair cheeks burned a lovely shade of red in embarrassment. Chuckling slightly, he turned away to hide his grin. She was so innocent and precious. He could feel and see her struggle with the new term, only amusing him more.

"Good girl. I like that you learn quickly. Unlike your sister.." Bishop scowled for a moment, but then shrugged the thought of destroying Alice aside. Even he wasn't about to deliberately go against his eldest brother.

Upon reaching his quarters, Bishop gestured Anise to go inside. Despite saying he didn't need to feed yet, he couldn't help but linger his gaze upon Anise's fair, tender looking neck. He licked his fangs lightly, managing to control himself. So long as she didn't run from him, he wouldn't lose himself.

"Now then, let's have you clean my room for me. You may start with the bookshelf and then work on fixing a few buttons and tears in my clothes." he decided, slinking into a chair as he pulled off his coat, draping it oer the back of another armchair.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Olivia Miller Character Portrait: Angelo Santiago Character Portrait: Castiel Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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ImageEverything was moving to fast for Angelo to comprehend, it wasn't even a second after Castiel decided on making Katerina Angelo's personal maid for the time being, when his younger brother entered the room with an another female.

The difference with this one was that she was a Vampire, and the announcement that she was their long lost sister just made it worse.

The room seemed to spinning, but Angelo didn't even have time to speak before his elder brother sent him a gaze so alarming that he couldn't help but obey. Sending shivers through his lifeless body, Angelo recalled that same look only a few number of times.

Bishop, Demetri, and Angelo had went out at night during their younger years as vampires and were attacked by some strangers. But before any of the intruders could touch them Castiel had came to their aid in full speed, that was the day where Angelo understood his brother was to never be angered.

Angelo had never been so frightened in his life, it wasn't because of the intruders, but how his brother looked. He seemed like another person, not their level headed brother, but a fearsome vampire who had the eyes of a monster daring one to cross him.

That day Castiel had sent the three inside so Angelo never knew what had happened, but he could guess. When Castiel returned inside, he was as calm as ever, but the difference wasn't hos attitude but his appearance. He was covered in wet blood.

The memory made Angelo flinch, quickly taking the human out, knowing this wouldn't end well. As he was leaving he spotted the one who claimed to be their little sister. His eyes widened slightly as he spotted the necklace around her neck...That necklace. Before he could confirm his suspicion, Caetiel glared them out the door.

Angelo flicked his tounge in irritation. If that was, that necklace, then she was telling the truth. But before Angelo could do anything he had to take care of this Human. In full speed Angelo took off toward Olivia's room.

Arriving, he knocked with urgency. Once opened he pulled Katerina inside, and turned toward Olivia who looked confused. "I'll explain later, but watch this girl." Without farther explination he disappered out the door.

There sister was always a sour subject, so it was probably going horribly wrong in the room. Opening the door his thought was correct. The girl was being strangled by Castiel. Not daring to move any closer, Angelo slipped into the room quietly. Taking a breath he spoke,"Wait Castiel. She might be telling the truth."

He saw his brother's piercing glance and continued, "She's wearing That necklace. If she really is Mirabelle, she should be able to tell us how she got it."

Angelo wasn't one to easily believe in others. But that necklace was a special gift all the brother's got Mirabelle for her birthday , her last birthday before she disappeared. It was custom made so it wasn't possible for their to be a replica. So if that was really their sister she would know this.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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ImageAnise tailed behind Bishop, kind of resembling a lost puppy, but without the ears and the carefree personality. She looked up at his back once or twice, mostly to dodge the possibility of bumping into him. That was one disaster she'd rather evade all together. She began tugging at her sleeve, running her fingers over her scars. She decided whenever she got scared, she'd remember what she'd already survived. Her mother tried to kill her, she survived that. So far, nothing has been as scary as almost dying.. She clung to her last bit of strength, her resolve. She turned her gaze to the many doors and tapestries that lined the corridors when she noticed his look of recognition, her eyes only returning to his form when he'd continued his leading pace. He's just playing with me.. She rolled her eyes at his back, pouting a little. She didn't like being treated like a doll, but for now she had no other option.

Her eyes widened, tilting her head. Now he's addressing me like a dog.. Clearly this guy needs to get his issues settled. She mumbled in her head. She chewed on her bottom lip as her violet eyes glared holes into the back of his head. She wasn't defiant enough to act on her anger, but she couldn't just ignore it either. It would be like attempting to hide an elephant in her bedroom. There isn't anything wrong with Alice..

Anise nodded, shivering as she forced herself to pass him into his room. She looked around, smiling when she noticed the balcony. I bet it has a wonderful view.. She thought to herself, trying to picture it in her mind. She thought of the stars, and the beautiful full moon. She didn't get to see that image much anymore. She didn't dare go outside since her arrival. She didn't want any accusation of attempting to escape, so she avoided balconies and the outdoors altogether. How I miss the moon.. She withdrew from her fascinations, reminding herself that around Bishop, she had to play a certain role. She didn't want to be deemed useless. His limits were an unknown area and setting him off was something she didn't want to do. Would he defy Castiel.. would he really kill me? She clenched the sleeve of her dress again, attempting to still her shaking.

You can't keep doing this. She dug her nails into her wrist, wincing a bit from the pain. It helped though, she rose from her worries, nodding quickly, "Yes M.." She dug them in again, only harder this time, "Y-yes Master Santiago." she breathed out, releasing her arm from her own grip. She slid a hair bow from her wrist before swiftly tying her hair up in a tight, high ponytail. She smoothed out any mussy strands with her fingers. The action held a sort of grace, despite her being of the human species. She bit her lip nervously, "I-I apologize.. where I was helping Tanzy..s-so my duster is still in my room.." She looked to the floor, awaiting Bishop's reaction, "May I retrieve it..?" She replied, avoiding his gaze timorously. What is he going to do..? Is he going to become infuriated?

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Fully aware of the glaring going on behind his back, Bishop said nothing of it, storing it away as possible a comment he could throw out to startle her if he felt the need to. About to close his eyes and simply relax in his favorite armchair, Bishop caught Anise gazing almost wistfully at the balcony, the long drapes blocking the view and shielding the room from the outside. So she wanted to see it huh? Unlike her sister though, the male noticed Anise never tried to go outside, or even remotely near any possible opening to the outside world. He had almost thought she disliked the outdoors.

Standing up without a word, he moved the cloth away a crack to check the conditions. Deeming it safe, he flung open the drapes, revealing the forest, a backdrop of hills and mountains further out, and a half moon. Stars dotted the night sky, a gentle amount of light brightening the room more than just the two candlesticks did.
"There. I do believe you humans cannot see so well at night, hmm? Perhaps this will make it more comfortable. You must close the curtains before sunrise though, no excuses." Bishop announced, about to return to his chair when Anise began to speak.

Bishop approached the nervous, cautious ebony haired girl silently before cupping her chin in his hand once more. He allowed his gaze to linger and hold her eyes for a moment before speaking.

"My oldest brother is the Master Santiago. I'm Bishop." he corrected the girl, arching a brow as she asked to retrieve the duster.
"You wish to run away from me so badly? You are so cold my dear." Bishop put on a hurt expression before smiling. "There is a storage closet with tools and various supplies down the hall. Shall I show you?"

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ImageAnise never saw what came next coming. She felt herself tense as he arose from his seat. Had she said something to anger him? She really hadn't spoke much in her opinion.. What did I do? She began thinking frantically, but she ceased once he approached the balcony doors. A puzzled eyebrow raised as Anise tilted her head a little confused as Bishop opened the curtains. She blushed a little as she realized he did it because she'd zoned out staring at the windows. She bit her bottom lip to keep her composure, closing her eyes contentedly. She almost let out a giggle, but she didn't want to ruin the moment by bringing Bishop's guarded nature back. The walls seemed to be down at the moment, and she wanted to enjoy the serenity. It seems Bishop is quite a bit different once he is out of earshot of his brothers.. This was a side of Bishop she'd never seen before, and honestly, it left a shred of hope for him in her eyes. Thank you, for letting me see a side of you I've never seen before..

"Thank you.." she whispered quietly, seeing Bishop in an entirely different light. Though she couldn't help but wonder which of them was the real Bishop. Perhaps both? She didn't get too much time to ponder because in her trail of thought, she didn't even noticed Bishop closing in on her. Though when she did, it was too late for a response.

Anise's eyes widened when she finally realized how close he was. W-wow he's so fast.. She noted as Bishop tilted her head, forcing her gaze upon his. Her wine orbs apologetic as he began his assessment of her shortcomings. She touched her scars again, gulping quietly as she prepared herself for his wrath. He began far more harmoniously than she'd predicted, a quick nod following his correction, "It won't happen again." she replied in a faint tone, smiling back as he offered her assistance. It could be a trap.. but I'm already at the point of no return, what could it hurt now? She reasoned with herself, "I-if it doesn't trouble you.. I'd very much appreciate that.. Master Bishop.." It came out a bit more naturally this time, a small smile following.

Maybe.. this won't be so bad. Maybe, just maybe I will survive him. Survive Castillo de la Muerte. I guess it's all up to Bishop. It scared her a little, but she decided to trust the shred of humanity he'd graced her with. Religion seemed to have no power within these walls. She was forced to place her faith in a much different entity. A vampire.

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Castiel disappeared right before her eyes, causing the black haired girl to look around. Where'd he go..? He was just taking a drink.. about to talk to me.. What happened to Castiel?? She thought bewildered. She looked around, trying to find Alice, but she'd lost her in the crowd as well. She knew better than to move, so she stood still in place, eyes darting nervously around the room. There were so many faces, so many strangers around her that it had her heart racing a thousand miles an hour. Sure vampires wouldn't attack her in the open like this, not with so many human spectators, but she'd just witnessed how fast Castiel could disappear... to someone of his nature taking a victim with them could be done just as quick and discreetly.

She placed a hand on her heart, trying to calm her nerves, focus her breathing. Without Castiel or Bishop she felt quite lost in this environment. Alice would be furious if she realized I felt safe in the company of these.. vampires.. The music drowned out most of the speech among the guests. They were laughing and conversing, no one seemed near as uneasy as she was. Maybe something was wrong with her? She saw women flirting and dancing.. meeting men.. getting cozy.. She couldn't help thinking of Derrick.. clinging to the trinket around her neck. She should have been doing these things with him.. Maybe the parties wouldn't have been extravagant.. maybe she wouldn't be dressed this well.. but she would have felt safe.. free.. She wouldn't feel so trapped and afraid. She was terrified at the moment. It didn't give her any comfort that her neck and shoulders were completely exposed and unprotected.

"The dress suits you, I had a feeling it would." he purred into her ear, smirking at her as usual when her eyes fell upon him.

Her fears increased when she felt someone's presence intimately close, whirling around on her heels to face the source. Though the voice gave it all away, "M-Master Bishop.." She called out in a surprised tone. Seeing his face was comforting, though the fact that she found peace in his company made her stomach feel uneasy. He was one of the last people on earth who she should feel safe around..yet his presence brought her a sense of relief, "The lord of the house... He just.. She ushered to Castiel's empty seat, "He just disappeared... He took a drink of this goblet.. and.. vanished.." She ushered to his drink.

She took a glass of wine from the table, taking a long drink, finding nothing wrong with the substance aside from it's potency. She'd never really drank before, but her nerves were so frantic that she was desperate to calm them. At the moment the method she found her peace of mind didn't matter to the shyer twin. So she chose to take sanctuary in alcohol.

She curtsied afterwards, eyes shifting to look up at Bishop, "The dress is beautiful.. you definitely have an eye for extravagance..." she added, complimenting his choice. She figured it wouldn't hurt to work on getting on his good side, though she wasn't exactly sure how to work the red haired vampire.. She'd never had to become 'Teacher's pet' before.. This was all new territory for Anise. Her father favored Alice and their mother hated both of them equally.. Though it didn't take long for the question that had been bothering her to surface, "Is Lord Castiel alright??" She inquired, taking a smaller sip from her glass this time. In the corner of her eye she'd noticed Demetri's and Katerina's entrance, then he apparently asked her to dance.

She wasn't exactly sure, but judging by the younger red haired twin's body language, she was left to assume the gentleman of the bunch was the first sibling to offer a dance to one of the help. He scares me more than anyone.. but Demetri really is a nice guy.. He treats Alice nice and he's extending himself out to Kat despite her being the new arrival.. For a second she saw Derrick bowing, asking her to dance.. like she was watching Derrick and herself from a distance.. Though as she shook her head, it returned to Demetri and Katerina.

"Also.. Lord Angelo and Olivia are missing as well.." She whispered, biting her bottom lip. She shuffled where she stood nervously, awaiting Bishop's response, "Don't you find it a bit strange...? Or is this their typical behavior..?" She asked tilting her head. She was worried about everyone, but mostly she wanted to keep the topic on anything but herself.. anything but Bishop's fangs in her throat..

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Mirabelle stood at the door for who knows how long, greeting all those that entered her home – even those she didn’t want there, but tonight was a night that they were all meant to get along. It was a good idea to be nice to those that could possibly become your ally. When the guests started to dwell down to only a few arriving here and there, she decided that she would abandon her post and mingle amongst the faceless people.

All sorts of scents assaulted her nose, some leaving it to wrinkle in disgust, others making her jaw tense and her gums ache. She glanced over to the table where her eldest brother sat alone and she let out a soft sigh. She wanted to go talk to him. Mira glanced away only for a second, only to come back to looking upon an empty chair. It was then that one heart beat started to stand out. One that got her own ghostly heartbeat to quicken as well.

Anise.

”Anise, dear, you need to calm yourself. You’re getting me excited.” Mirabelle purred as she joined her and her brother, giving him a playful bow. ”Bishi~” Mira cooed, almost mocking Demetri when he seemed to sing his twin’s name. A giggle followed soon after and she moved to embrace him, glance back at Anise through her mask.

”Bishop, try not to scare her too much. We’re not the only ones who can hear that little muscle racing beneath her breast and not everyone respects the rules. I really just want to have a good time…” Even though she hadn’t been around with them to have balls with the supernatural, she did remember them as a child. She remembered her mother dancing with her when her father was off taking care of things. That lead her to wonder if her parents had been envolved with this as well – if they knew that myth was not always myth.

She glanced over her shoulder to inspect her surroundings, as if she were checking to make sure that everyone was behaving, only to find her brother and Kat. A smile graced her lips to find her brother had color once more, and Kat was still in one piece. She brought her attention back to the two, only to take in account what Anise had said before Mira interrupted. Where were the rest of her family?


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The redhead listened patiently to his maid's stammered ramblings, arching a brow at her as he glanced over to Castiel's place at the table. In all honesty, he hadn't been watching his brother, so his sudden disappearance wasn't caught by his own eyes. He was lothe to admit he hadn't paid attention, if even for a moment. Bishop frowned. While vampires could move faster than humans could see, a trait shared with quite a few supernatural creatures (djinn and faerie folk, to name a few), Castiel wasn't known for doing so without a very good reason. Bishop let out a half smile and a shrug, not willing to let Anise see he was at all concerned.

Taking the goblet from Anise after she tried a sip, Bishop shook his head, placing it aside. "Best not to sip drinks that aren't ours..especially if you don't know the contents, hmm?" he chided, looking down at his maid. She was observant, and slowly seemed to be getting better at speaking in his presence. Progress was always good. Bishop did his best to ignore her thudding heart, making him think of an adorable rabbit seeing a fox. Well, she was about as vulnerable as a rabbit to him, so the comparison was at least valid.

He looked her over in the dress once more, deciding once again he did have taste as good as his brother in these matters. He smiled and chuckled at Anise's praise of his selection, his ego fed. He looked quite pleased with himself.

Sniffing the air as a new song began to play, he couldn't quite find his siblings' scents, save for Demetri's coming from the dancefloor. Well, then Mirabelle was among them somewhere. He shrugged in response to his fretting maid, a casual smile on his lips. "Angelo often keeps away from large crowds whenever he gets the chance, I'm sure Demetri will drag him out eventually. Castiel tends to keep to his own affairs, so perhaps he felt he left something undone. He is head of the house, and is worthy of the position even if he weren't the firstborn. As for the other maids, I'd assume you know more about them than I, hmm?" Bishop found himself answering Anise, interrupted only when none other than his long lost sister scurried up to them.

As she approached Anise and looked at her like a tempting snack, even mentioning as such, Bishop growled. He wasn't known for sharing, and he was possesive of many things, food included. "Mind yourself sister, this one is mine, you cannot touch her. I don't intend on letting anyone feed from her, not even you." he warned, reciprocating the hug nevertheless. As soon as Mirabelle released him, he placed a hand on Anise's shoulder, sending a silent signal to anyone in the room that she was his. His eyes rolled, regarding his sister as she happily cooed Demetri's nickname for him. It was only then that he wrinkled his nose a bit.

" It almost smells like someone let a wet dog wander inside. Such an unpleasant scent." he mused.

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Image”Anise, dear, you need to calm yourself. You’re getting me excited.” Reiji heard his baby sister Mirabelle drawl out to whom he assumed to be Anise. Yes, her heartbeat could alert any vampire within a ten mile radius the way it's thumping.. He thought irritatedly. It was distracting, Reiji hated distracting things. Then he noticed his baby brother Bishop's voice in the crowd, "Mind yourself sister, this one is mine, you cannot touch her. I don't intend on letting anyone feed from her, not even you." Apparently his little brother was becoming quite protective of the lovely little thing, causing a smirk to form on the dark haired male's lips. He's defensive when it comes to this one.. He thought amused to himself. I wonder how far his protectiveness will go.. Reiji chuckled at his assessment, roaming through the ballroom himself. Though unlike Dante, Reiji was looking to be noticed. He socialized with anyone who spoke to him, bluntly announcing himself as Reiji Santiago. His eyes fell back on Bishop and his darling little human. He could hear her heart pounding from where he stood, forcing him to lick his lips, but he restrained himself for the moment. His entrance was to be dramatic, but not as sour as killing his baby brother's help.

”Bishop, try not to scare her too much. We’re not the only ones who can hear that little muscle racing beneath her breast and not everyone respects the rules. I really just want to have a good time…” The man adjusted his mask, which was ratheruncomfortable. He had to opt out of wearing his glasses, which he would have much preferred to his itchy mask. The suit on the other hand was surprisingly comfortable and masked his cold skin from detection. Yes Bishop, please get your pet under control.. He sighed to himself mentally, growing exhausted of her taunting aroma and noise. The hand Bishop placed as a sign of ownership only challenged him more. Reiji never was a man of many rules and he was dying to break this one.

"It almost smells like someone let a wet dog wander inside. Such an unpleasant scent." Bishop noted, and Reiji heard it in the room from Demetri shortly after, "Who let the dogs in..?"

"There are werewolves here.. that much is certain.." He voiced to himself softly, before making his way to his primary target. Demetri. Normally he would have targeted Castiel, but his and Angelo's absence brought Reiji's attention to Demetri. He found his little doll dancing with his brother, though Reiji wasn't nearly as jealous as his red haired relative. Demetri looked a bit panicked, looking for someone in the crowd, causing Reiji to smirk as he stalked closer to the dancing couple. "Who picked out your dress..?" Demetri asked Reiji's toy, causing him to chuckle. Someone's got his underwear in a knot. Do you fancy her dear brother? You always were quick to fall in love. “The dress? Oh, Reiji gave it to me. I assumed he was part of the family since he had the same last name, but I haven’t seen him around. When I asked Anise, she didn’t know either. I can’t say that he is all that pleasant to wake up to….” He placed his hand to his lips and cleared his throat after her response to his brother, deciding to give his two cents on the matter, "It's lovely isn't it?" He chimed to the two, "Sorry that I left in a rush love, I had other matters to attend to.." He apologized to Katerina, but didn't even look at her as he spoke his apology.

The song hushed and Reiji placed his hand on Kat's shoulder, "I received a letter from the Vampire Counsel that I was to return home to dote upon this young girl. Orders are orders as Castiel would say." He laughed merrily, though something about the way he spoke indicated it wasn't in his nature to be this friendly. He quickly recomposed, before glancing around, "I smell blood. Human blood, brother.. I think someone is hurt outside.. Are we allowed to feed at our leisure or is this an unexpected calamity..?" He whispered loud enough for vampire ears, but soft enough to avoid human ears picking it up. Though he brought this to his brother's attention, Reiji didn't seem to be taking the matter seriously at all. He even said it loud enough for Mira, Bishop, and any other vampire to pick up on. Reiji had a knack for ruining moments like this.. and appearing unannounced he certainly crashed their get together.

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Watching the table where Castiel sat as Anise tried to approach him, Tanzy gasped in shock when he vanished before her eyes. Could vampires actually move that fast? He couldn't just dissappear, so that had to be it. It was scary to think they were so powerful and skilled. But more to the point, where had he gone off to? Was he ok? He seemed almost distracted before. Well, he had drank from her just before the ball, so he should be physically ok, she reasoned. In any case, she knew how annoyed the master of the house would be if he knew how many 'tedious questions' she wished to ask. Deciding she would only confuse herself further and get in his way if she tried to solve this sudden mystery, Tanzy settled herself on seeking out Anise's company.

As she tried to find the girl in the crowd again-she was just there- ah, there she was, Tanzy gulped as she saw someone else had found her friend first. Bishop had intercepted her, and he seemed in a decent enough mood, earning a sigh of relief from the maid as she saw him smile at the dark-haired girl. So far Anise looked ok, and Bishop showed no sign of hurting her. Well, Tanzy suppossed she could talk to Anise as soon as she was free. In the meantime, she'd watch the festivities, maybe get herself something to drink. It was so strange, she felt very out of place.
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Just as he smelled the dogs, Bishop also noticed a familiar smell, and soon a familiar voice. He could hardly believe his ears, but it was most definately him A headache waiting to happen as far as he was concerned. Reiji.

Bishop cared for his family, and he would do anything to help his brothers, as he knew they'd do for him. That being said, Reiji was just good at pissing him off. The older male seemed intent on making himself known and on messing with other's things, especially Castiel's. If he wasn't family, Bishop would almost consider trying to kill the older vampire. For a guy who could be so uninterested and lazy, when Reiji found something to amuse himself, he was a pest. Always seeing how far he could push his brothers. Well, Bishop could care less that he was here, so long as he didn't go touching anything that belonged to him. Keeping his hand on Anise's shoulder, he muttered softly to her.
"Don't wander outside. I know you won't run away or any such thing, but tonight, keep in the estate and stay away from anyone calling himself Reiji."
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Tanzy couldn't help but overhear snippets of conversation, and at one point she swore she heard the name 'Reiji Santiago' being said. Santiago? Was there another relative of the brother's here at the ball? If there was such a person, she wondered if they would be just as intimidating as the other members of the household. Looking around the room for the maids as she lost herself in her thoughts, Tanzy's eye caught sight of a dark haired male approaching the newest maid, only to place a hand on her shoulder. Did he know Kat? Who of the guests invited to a vampire's mansion would know any of the maids?

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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(OOC: I was up all night at the hospital.. but I made a post as Anise. Demetri's will be shortly and I'll pretty up my post after some much needed sleep. Sorry for the inconvenience. My cousin scared us all to death. We thought we might lose him)

Anise jumped as Mirabelle mentioned her heartbeat, flushing a bit. She could hear it from over there? She thought to herself surprised. She quickly bowed, "I-I apologize Mi'lady." She stuttered out. Tilting her head when Mirabelle glanced at her, despite hugging Bishop at the same time. She kind of scares me. Anise thought to herself, hugging the pendant around her neck.

"N-no it's not that he.. I just wasn't expecting to see Master Bishop so soon.." She tried to decriminalize the red haired Santiago. She honestly felt safer around him than anyone else in the room, they were the ones scaring her.. Bishop does scare me.. but less than anyone else in the room.. Demetri excluded, "I'll try to calm down though.. sorry for the trouble I've already caused. I beg the forgiveness, mi'lady." She bowed again, standing up looking around for her sister. Where are you Alice..?

Though her goblet was snatched by the master, purple eyes widening a bit, though she smiled a bit at his reasoning, "O-of course.. how foolish of me. Thank you for your concern." She sent a sheepish smile. Her heart continued to flutter, but it was exponentially quieter, "I just thought a drink would help with my nerves.. I didn't mean to do something so idiotic." She was growing better at thriving by the new rules that were set for her and the other maids. She was learning quickly how to handle her new master and thus far she was doing quite well if she said so herself.

She did however blush, noticing his gaze seemed to linger on her dress. Even though he seemed to stare at the dress, it still sent shivers down his spine. It still meant his eyes were on her in a sense.

"I was just worried about the lords of the house. It's nice to know they're alright.." And as he mentioned her having more knowledge about the other maids, Anise chewed on her bottom lip. I suppose he's right.. Though I thought he'd know Olivia's placement considering.. She shook the thought, unsure why it bothered her in the first place. He's my employer, and a vampire. Not to mention his ego is the size of this Castle.. He's extremely dangerous.. I shan't get involved with him in any sort of way aside from professional business. It would be ludicrous to assume he could ever care for my well being aside as livestock.. She re-informed herself, "I just thought-" Though she was cut off, Bishop was already holding her shoulder by the time she'd surfaced an answer.

He threatened his sister as she mentioned her smell, putting a hand on Anise's shoulder, verifying for her that her assumptions were true. Livestock. I'm simply dolled up livestock to Bishop. She thought to herself, letting her eyes wander the room. She really wasn't feeling up to these formalities.. Though she knew she hadn't a choice. She didn't pull away from his possessive grasp, just lost herself in thought, "Did Demetri's dog get in?" She asked obliviously. She was completely unaware of the werewolf society, though the siblings seemed to go out of their way to keep their existence a secret from the maids.

Though before anything else could be said, Bishop was already telling her to keep indoors and avoid anyone named Reiji. Reiji.. Where have I heard that name before? Anise blinked looking up at Bishop, "Hu- O-oh.. Katerina mentioned him before.." She accidentally spoke aloud, considering that Bishop interrupted her trail of thought as he warned her to keep away. She looked around, unsure of who he was, "I-I will... but I'm not quite sure what he looks like.." She added as she stared down. What if he doesn't introduce himself... Will Bishop be angry with me? She looked up again shortly after, "I-I'll do my best.." She replied with a little more confidence. She stopped a waiter going by, grabbing a glass of wine from the tray. There's no harm in drinking from a fresh glass, right? She looked to Bishop for permission, in no standing to be scolded again. She'd only avoided getting bitten by chance thus far, she was afraid to anger him.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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"My abilities? What if I were to say I was the weakest vampire in existence?" He replied smugly. He ran a hand through his hair quickly, fixing the mess begging to happen upon his head without missing a beat, "Although I'd catch you if I was, I am a gentleman before I am a vampire after all." He chuckled, agreeing with the pale haired woman. He noticed the music beginning to hush, and saw a familiar face roaming the ballroom. Reiji.. Why are you here..?

He smiled as she grew closer, enjoying the enticing scent of her perfume mixed with the blood. He would have shivered as a human, but a smirk simply grew on his face at her touch. Playing with his hair brought him much needed tranquility, though it wasn't the time or place for shivers and clouded judgement. He kept his eyes on the familiar man, frowning a bit as he danced with his compainion. The music stopped just as she spoke, and his fears were verified in Katerina's voice.

“The dress? Oh, Reiji gave it to me. I assumed he was part of the family since he had the same last name, but I haven’t seen him around. When I asked Anise, she didn’t know either.”

Demetri sighed, "I feared it would be Reiji.. Don't trust a word he says. Castiel shunned him for a reason. He is incapable of compassion or love, and he's a disaster with feet." Demetri growled angrily. The last time he had seen Reiji, the two of them were fighting. Reiji had killed one of Castiel's human lovers and Demetri punched him in anger. It resulted in them rolling down a hill, fighting for hours before they'd returned home to Castiel's sentence of banishment from their homeland.

"He's not that pleasant to grow up with either.." He remembered their mother constantly begged the twins to be more like Reiji and Castiel. They were tormented about studying and being proper. He hated being compared to his elder brother. He's not even blood related.. The red head thought in a pissed tone. Sure Demetri grew up to be a fine gentleman, but he still wanted to be nothing like his brothers.. he enjoyed himself and Bishop for who they truly were, not who they were 'supposed to be'.

"Of course brother." He hissed to the elder male, "I hate to make a departure, but I've got to find someone." He gave Katerina an apologetic smile before disappearing in the blink of an eye. He followed the smell of the blood, which led him down a dark hallway and into the wine cellar. He made his way down the steps until he saw a dead body dangling from the ceiling. There was Olivia hanging, bloody and ripped apart. He went wide eyed, and had he not been accustomed to carnage, he would have possibly lost his earlier snack to the floor.

He quickly cut her down, noticing blood across the room, pooling toward him. There lied what was left of Alice, the pieces were so unidentifiable, the familiar scent of her body was the only identifying factor... and her boots. His fangs were showing, eyes glowing a bright red. Whoever did this is going to pay dearly. He quickly reappeared, with blood on his hands, but no one really seemed to notice as far as guests went.

He scanned the room for the remaining maids, appearing next to Tanzy once his eyes spotted her, "We have to gather with Bishop, Anise, and Mirabelle. Alice and Olivia are dead and I've not seen Castiel or Angelo in nearly an hour." He whispered, voice cracking in his panic. He ushered her through the crowd toward Bishop, forgetting there was blood on his hands as he nervously dragged her along.

"Brother, we have a serious problem."

Tanzy couldn't help but overhear snippets of conversation, and at one point she swore she heard the name 'Reiji Santiago' being said. Santiago? Was there another relative of the brother's here at the ball? If there was such a person, she wondered if they would be just as intimidating as the other members of the household. Looking around the room for the maids as she lost herself in her thoughts, Tanzy's eye caught sight of a dark haired male approaching the newest maid, only to place a hand on her shoulder. Did he know Kat? Who of the guests invited to a vampire's mansion would know any of the maids?

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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“Careful brother. Don’t get too attached now.” Mirabelle purred playfully and then looked over Anise, watching her stutter with her words, making Mira smirk. “Master Bishop?” Mira couldn’t have helped herself from laughing, though she did cover her mouth to try to muffle the sound and calm herself. “My apologies, brother. It just sounds so foreign.” She said as she folded her hands in front of her, looking around the room as she gathered herself.

Mirabelle nodded in agreement as she looked around. “I thought I smelled them as people came in, but I couldn’t place it to stop it. We’ll just have to be careful.” She said with a sigh. This night was supposed to be fun, not a night that they have to protect their home. Mira glanced over her shoulder when she heard the voice of a man she hadn’t seen since she was a child – Reiji. She was surprised she could even recognize it. If not for the familiar sound of his voice, she would have never known it was him.

Mirabelle didn’t hate him – she had no idea why Bishop was telling Anise to stay away from him. What had she missed? With a shrug of her shoulders, she said her fair wells to the two of them and then headed over to Reiji as she watched Demetri vanish. She looked at Kat, pulling her eye brows together as if asking where he went, only to get an answer of uncertainty back.

“Reiji.” She said softly with a warm smile, and then greeted Kat. “How have you been after all this time?” She asked curiously, glancing over her shoulder to see if she could spot the rest of her family or a wolf. When she didn’t find what she was looking for, she gave the two in front of her, her full attention.

Her nose flared as she two smelt blood, but she didn’t think much of it. Perhaps it was just Kat. Though if it was, wouldn’t it be stronger? It wasn’t just one scent, but a few. That’s when she thought about it – thought about why Bishop told Anise to stay away. ”Brother? Did you do that?” She asked. Mirabelle had her own share of killing the help, but she did get rid of the evidence – or more so made Shuu get rid of it.


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Rolling his eyes and letting out an irritated growl at Mirabell's teasing, Bishop nodded farewell to her, watching the blonde wander off before his attention returned to his maid. He arched a brow and gave Anise a wry smile. Once more she seemed to go back and feel nervous, looking at him to be sure she had permission to drink. She even seemed worried about not being able to tell who Reiji was. Well how could she know? Such a silly little human! "You needn't be so worried. You're suppossed to enjoy yourself after all." Bishop assured her with an amused smirk. It was rather fun to command such power, such fear. Even so, he suppossed she could use a break. "The dark haired one over there, that's Reiji. Without the mask he has glasses." explained Bishop in a bored tone, tilting his head to indicate said vampire.

The smell of dogwas starting to annoy him, and now he felt an almost imperceptible unease from his twin. That in itself was something to pay attention to, the vampires not easily bothered. Green eyes scanned the room, only to narrow as his brother ran off, leaving the festivities for a moment. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, a very distasteful feeling of some unknown source gnawing at him with a growing rate.

By the time Demetri returned to the parlour, Bishop smelled blood...multiple people's blood. That in itself was usually nothing to be concerned over, but the demeanor, the look in Demetri's eyes was enough to indicate something wasn't right. Had his brother lost control? No, this wasn't the hungry look, this was something that made him feel almost physically sick. Cold, writhing worry stirred in his gut, the vampire grabbing Anise's hand firmly without even realizing it as Demetri dragged one of the maids, Castiel's, along behind him. Blood on his brother's hands? Human's by the smell, but why did he have blood on his hands?

"What's happened? Are you harmed?" Bishop asked softly, eyes riveted on his twin's.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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ImageDemetri shook his head, "I'm fine. I think someone is killing our guests.. I haven't found our brothers. I'm certain that it's safe to assume we're under attack. Our home is being attacked by the werewolves. They've finally ventured inside our walls and wish to take what is ours by birthright." He replied in an overly calm voice. His eyes spoke differently however. He was panicking, afraid. Afraid for the lives of his family, for the girl he was growing affectionate for. For everyone he ever held dear.

The red haired male eyed Tanzy and Anise, before speaking lower than they could hear, "They've killed Alice.. and.." His eyes softened as he leaned into his twin, releasing Tanzy's hand for the moment to embrace his brother, "Olivia.. she's...gone. They hung her in the wine cellar." He whispered to his brother, embracing him tightly, attempting to soothe the wild card. Reiji was unpredictable, but he was in control of his actions. When enraged, Bishop acted without thinking. He wasn't losing his family that just became reunited. He'd go to hell and back before he'd allow anyone to get away with harming a single person in the castle again.


”Brother? Did you do that?

I nearly forgot... Mirabelle grew up far from the dangers of these oversized dogs.. He mentally whispered to himself as he overheard Mirabelle and Reiji's conversation. Shaking his head as their sister suspected their estranged brother. He went to reply, but it seemed that Reiji had it covered. "Oh I wish I had.. they smell quite lovely." He gritted his teeth at the elder man's response. I won't allow you to touch a single one of them if I can help it, brother. He held resentment toward Reiji, but far less than Castiel or Angelo did.

He wanted to sink his teeth into his brother, begin a brawl right in the middle of the parlor, but that wasn't Demetri. Demetri enjoyed finer life and etiquette. He wasn't about to start a riot in the middle of a party. The vampire counsel would be infuriated. The family would be properly punished. A punishment from the counsel wasn't something to take lightly. There were always agonizing. Short, but memorable.

"No. Sister, you wound me."

Is it possible to wound that stone heart of yours? Sometimes I wonder if you've got one at all. Demetri softly growled at his thoughts, not realizing his distaste for his brother became vocalized. He clenched his fists, the purest form of rage coursing through his veins. Don't speak of mother and father like that. Even I, a bastard son loved them both deeply.

"Mirabelle, I believe we need to keep your pets close to us at all times.." Reiji warned. At least we can agree on one thing. Demetri thought, releasing his pale fist's grip. Though he rolled his eyes at the following statment, "Unless we finally agree they're a liability.. then I'd gladly dispose of them for those who haven't the heart." Demetri could practically taste the excitement in his brother's tone. You never change do you, Reiji?

"Aye, I do believe it does require a gathering.." Demetri responded loud enough even for the humans to hear, [color=#FF4000]"I enjoy a good wolf hunt as much as the next.." His eyes were dark, vengeful and full of hatred. Demetri was out for blood, and refused to stop until he made every last wolf pay for what they've done. I promised I'd protect her.. I promised I wouldn't let anything happen.. I failed her.. Guilt for failing Alice was beginning to sink in. It was taking it's toll on his judgement.

"No one inform Anise or the other girls of Alice's death.. It'd crush the shy one for sure. We can't worry our little doves now can we dearies?" He chucked in a depressed tone only in a vampire's line of hearing, trying to keep his sense of humor even in the thickest of issues. He gave Tanzy an apologetic smile before leading her along. He couldn't dare look at Anise, she resembled Alice far too much. Far more than he resembled his own twin brother. At least he's showing some signs of responsibility as acting head of house in Castiel's place.. Demetri thought in a mental grumble.

"We should have a meeting as Reiji suggested.. Come brother." He gave Bishop a weak smile, not expecting much. He'd just informed him of Olivia's death after all. He wasn't looking for much from his twin at the moment, "We've got to protect those that remain.."

As he brought her along, Demetri smiled weakly, "I've a secret Tanzy... The other girls are dead... and we can't find Castiel.. so in the meantime you're under my protection and Mirabelle's.. You cannot tell Anise.. " He replied in a sad tone, gently squeezing her hand and leading her along to the drawing room, "Keep everything you've heard from Katerina and Anise. I don't wish for anyone to be alarmed.. and it's not our place to inform her. Leave that to Bishop." He grinned, "She's not ours. She's got no one now.. losing a twin is the worst sort of pain I could ever imagine.."

As they entered, Demetri smiled to Katerina, "A promise is a promise... I told you I'd be back, love." He approached her giving her a tight hug, "He didn't do anything to hurt you did he? Anything unwanted?"

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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ImageHe doesn't seem to appreciate her humor.. What does she mean attached..? I highly doubt Bishop is attached to someone like me.. I always catch him eyeing Olivia when she's around.. He fancies her and I fancy Derrick.. Anise reassured herself. The thought of someone like Bishop caring about her was entirely unfathomable. She blushed a bit, inwardly glaring at Mirabelle. I can't help he wishes to be called Master. It's not my choice of words.. She turned her gaze away, for respect's sake. She was growing quite irritated with today's festivities. She gripped the locket around her neck, smiling to herself. I can do this.. we can do this.

Werewolves..? She thought curiously, wondering what 'be careful' meant. Would they put a stop to them? Were werewolves as manlike as vampires? She felt her head swirl around the topic of the supernatural, wondering just how many mythical creatures were far more than just that, a myth. Mirabelle seemed to grow distracted and Anise took the moment to stick her tongue out as she turned her head. Mother isn't getting paid for me to listen to you. She thought in a pouting sort of manner, perhaps due to her quick ingestion of alcohol. She was behaving rather recklessly compared to her typical self, but not entirely out of character. Shee was still soft spoken, still quiet and relatively polite.

"Goodbye Mi'lady." Anise bowed, hands holding her dress out to aid making the movement easier. She rose shorly after, looking up to Bishop once more, "Why does your sister think you're attached to me.. Master Bishop?" She asked loud enough to be heard. She awaited his answer, not apologizing, not even second guessing her question. Just a look of utter curiosity shown upon her face.

His attention seemed to return to her shortly after his sister's departure, a weary smile greeting his own. She took a drink from her new glass, the previous one already taking it's effects. She nodded, "It's.. I'll try.." she replied with embarrassed soft laughter, caressing the back of her neck with a gloved hand, "I've never been to a party before.." She replied, nodding once more as he pointed out Reiji. She raised an eyebrow, noticing that he held no traits of his other siblings. Maybe he was just an oddball..? She didn't linger on Reiji though, her eyes returning to Bishop, "I'll steer clear." She assured him, taking another sip, "You don't seem to be enjoying yourself sir.. i-if you'd like we could-" However she was quickly cut off from her embarrassing proposal. I can't believe I was about to ask Bishop to dance...

Demetri saved the day as he approached the two of them, Tanzy in tow. His hands were covered in blood, the unmistakable red wasn't a shade she'd ever forget. Her mother introduced it to Anise, burnt it into her brain forever. She had a scar to carry with her to the grave. Someone was hurt... or worse. She felt a knot in her throat and as she noticed her own twin's absence had been far too long, she grew antsy. Alice.. Where are you? Here eyes darted around nervously, searching for her twin, mentally begging anyone who'd listen, praying her sister was alright.

Demetri didn't look harmed, but she understood Bishop's concern. She stood quietly, still scanning the room for her own twin. She was growing more terrified every second she couldn't find Alice. She was growing dizzy, panicking. Alice.. please tell me you're alright.. please tell me you didn't anger anyone..

She noticed Tanzy's look of fear and confusion. She smiled weakly, trying to hide the fact she was terrified as well, though she was certain that to the vampire's her heart was racing a thousand miles a minute. At the moment Anise felt like she was alone. In the crowded room, Anise felt like no one else was around. She felt so helpless and hopeless. Alice was always her strength, and she needed her now. She needed to see her sister was alive. Demetri had blood on his hands. Someone else's.

"Who's blood is that..?" She asked, looking to his shoes, "Who is hurt..?" she asked, asking no one in particular. She didn't care as long as she got answers. Demetri ignored her however, speaking about some sort of meeting. Then werewolves again. Did werewolves kill someone? Who? She could feel pain in her chest as she grew more and more anxious. She was at the verge of an anxiety attack.

Bishop and Tanzy left them and she turned to Bishop desperately, "Who's hurt? Can you tell? Is Alice okay?" Her breath was hitching, body shaking. She placed her glass down, giving Bishop a pleading look, "I can't leave without my sister. I-I have to find her!" she was on the verge of tears, though she was trying to be strong. She was falling apart, barely holding the pieces together. She turned to walk away to find Alice, seeing as she couldn't hear Reiji's warning to split up.

"I'm sorry but I can't abandon her. I must do this." She whispered, "Alice!" She called out desparately, though it wasn't exceptionally loud in the crowd.

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Demetri's words confirmed his suspicions that something was wrong. The news didn't come any easier having suspected it. If anything, the building tension made it far worse. Dead...his twin's pet and sweet Olivia. Bishop had actually liked her, Olivia being the only other maid he found to his tastes. And two of his brothers missing? That was unforgivable, unfathomable. Despite Demetri's attempts at acting normal and composed, Bishop knew his twin was feeling just as threatened and distressed as he was. Only his anger surpassed Demetri, Bishop feeling his fists clench into tight balls of fury. Someone was going to die tonight. He'd destroy every damn mutt in a hundred miles! His brother's lust for blood was matched by his own rage, Demetri's embrace the only thing keeping him in the margin of sanity. It was only seeing his brother alive and well that kept him from killing all the people in the castle in an effort to eradicate the vermin infesting it. It was fortunate his brother could actually keep his head in such a situation, Bishop's control even more unstable than a hungry Demetri.

Despite finding Reiji to be an obnoxious pest, the redhead couldn't argue with his suggestion of a meeting. At least he had some brains in his head. Hugging his brother before he could leave, the barely soothed Bishop tried to repay the favor, knowing the broken promise to the little tart his brother had as a maid would gnaw at his gentlemanly twin. He doubted he would be much comfort this night, but he would team up with his brother and make sure every last dog was torn to bloody pieces.

"Thank you brother..." he whispered in a pained voice, releasing his twin to look at Anise. Anise..this wasn't going to go over well. The fragile human looked like she'd crumple from worry and break at the slightest disturbance. Face impassive in a barely controlled mask, Bishop reached over to bring her along to the drawing room after his brother. Anise just happened to move as he did so, the trembling female questioning him desperately. She was looking to him for help, needing to know where her sister was. For once, Bishop felt a rare stirring of actual empathy for the girl. Losing her beloved sister. He couldn't stand the tart, but he couldn't even begin to imagine losing Demetri. It was too painful and sickening to even contemplate the possibility. What would be the kindest way to deal with this?

Not getting any answers from him, Bishop found himself chasing a teary-eyed Anise, the girl leaving the safety of her master to find her sister. Even though it was apparent something was very wrong, she'd brave a castle full of vampires and filthy mutts to find her family. He had to give her credit.

Regardless, he wasn't going to let her go. Grabbing her wrist, Bishop shook his head, pulling the distressed human back towards the drawing room, ignoring her protests.

He had to tell her, he could feel her resisting his hold. "Come with me. Do not run off into danger, you will do so in vain. There is no helping her now!" Bishop was blunt, deciding that to lie would be to give her false hope. Nothing was crueler than giving someone hope and then yanking it away from them.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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Image"We should have a meeting as Reiji suggested.. Come brother. We've got to protect those that remain.."

Fine words coming from a man who has no idea what we're up against, where they are, who they are, what they want, or whom they've already claimed as victims.. Reiji sighed, replacing his mask with his iconic pair of glasses, adjusting them on his nose with his middle and index fingers. He sighed, realizing his brothers were merely acting out of remorse and compassion, but it wasn't the time to mourn servants. Mirabelle was at least close to his level on the matter. She seemed to understand a calm mind was needed for the tasks to come.

"I've a secret Tanzy... The other girls are dead... and we can't find Castiel.. so in the meantime you're under my protection and Mirabelle's.. You cannot tell Anise.. "

How cute, sharing secrets with the humans to make them feel special, aren't we the gentleman Demetri. He thought to himself in cruel amusement. Most vampires overheard by accident, but Reiji tapped into his brother's conversations for his own gain. He enjoyed mocking their weaknesses. He enjoyed tormenting them to no end. It made his existence slightly easier to accept.

When Demetri and a pink haired girl entered the room, Reiji quirked a curious brow, bowing politely before approaching, kneeling before her. After a second he gazed up with crimson eyes, a smirk across his thin lips as he took her hand into his own gently before kissing her hand, his soft lips barely grazing the skin, "I believe we've yet to make acquaintance.. I'm Reiji Santiago, the other brother and acting head of house until we locate Castiel or Angelo.."

"A promise is a promise... I told you I'd be back, love." He approached her giving her a tight hug, "He didn't do anything to hurt you did he? Anything unwanted?"

He stood shortly after introducing himself to Tanzy, glancing over his shoulder, "Do you really think so low of me, brother?" He asked in a feigned wounded tone. Though he dropped it immediately. He smirked to Demetri and Katerina, quirking an eyebrow, "Taking a interest in her?" He inquired, obviously finding entertainment in his brother's blossoming relationship with Katerina. Then he ushered them off, "Demetri will hear the announcement in the next room, go ahead and wash him up. He can relay the message to you I suppose." He replied, his hand gesture shooing his maid absentmindedly. He wasn't really interested in their romance aside from the irony that she was his, not Demetri's to claim. He'd have fun playing with their connection after everyone was safe.

"She is right you know. You might frighten poor Anise.. go wash up Demetri. It's an order as acting head of the house.." He smirked to his baby brother, "I'm sure you have no complaints.."

He waited for Mirabelle and Bishop to enter the room before continuing, seeing as Bishop seemed to be having a bit of trouble with his own wench. She's cute, but she's starting to get annoying, Bishop.. Why aren't you ripping her apart? He questioned slightly irritated in his mind. You were always more like me.. Are you honestly falling for humans these days? He rubbed his temples, beginning his business and game plan once everyone was inside.

"Since we do not know who is threatening our home, or what they want we're going to have to play things safe. We're all well aware that we've lost two, and possibly a third human life tonight. Although I have no regard for the help, my brothers have taken a liking to you...so I propose a strategy of our own.." He informed the group, taking a pause for it to sink in thus far, "Everyone sticks to a buddy. One vampire to each human. You are never to part, no matter what. I am going to look for Angelo... Then Castiel.. Bishop, you'll be leading tonight's dinner party. I may be acting head of house, but during my absence you are the next in line.. and I cannot lead the festivities and search for our brothers."

He finally opened his eyes after he spoke, "Also. Everyone keep an eye out for anyone suspicious. Humans and Vampires. We all live here, it's our home and anyone who values their life will take part in protecting it tonight... Is that clear? Any questions or input to add on to this plan?"

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Tanzy didn't get to pace much, the dark haired male in question now in glasses instead of his mask, and approaching her no less. The maid's anxiety was momentarily replaced by utter surprise and confusion. True, she had been curious as to who the man was, but she did not expect a greeting such as this. Her cheeks burned a light pink, eyes riveted to the male as she tried to contemplate just how and why he was treating her like a sophisticated, high class lady. It was something she wasn't used to at all. "Oh, um..P-pleasure to meet you..." she managed lamely, all sorts of questions brimming in her head as he stood and turned his attention to his siblings and the other maids.

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Bishop kept a sturdy hold on his maid's wrist, not letting her run off any further. He doubted he was much help or comfort to the young woman, but there were even bigger things to worry about. Perhaps her friends would better soothe her? In any case, he had told her, the rest was up to her to handle. He couldn't help her handle the news.

Bishop noticed with a glare the older Santiago's irritation with him, his only response to give him a cold stare and mentally tell him to shove off. His maid was obedient, hard-working, and was a convenient snack he hadn't yet had the opportunity to taste. He liked to keep track of investments, or in this case, his possesions. There was no crime in it, and she suited him well enough.

Soon the meeting began, and while the older vampire was calm and perfectly reasonable and logical in his ideas, Bishop didn't much care for the commanding he did. And to be expected to act as a host while the others go hunting? Hell no.
"And why should I be the one to lead the festivities? Surely as head you should do so while Demetri and I look for Angelo and Castiel? We are perfectly capable of eradicating scum if we see it, brother." he argued with a growl, arms folded across his chest. Bishop wanted blood, and he wasn't about to party with a bunch of lesser mortals and vampires when he could be destroying the vermin infesting his home.

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Tanzy swallowed hard, listening to Reiji formulate a plan. Despite his obvious lack of concern for the maids, he was at least looking after them in a sense. Still, even Castiel wasn't this dominating of his brothers as far as she could tell. It felt odd to look at the man as a replacement head of the house, even temporarily.

"Excuse me sire, I mean no disrespect. But, perhaps I should go and look for the master of the house? I have some ideas as to where he might have gone off to, if his usual patterns are any indication." Tanzy spoke up, daring to approach Reiji.
She looked down, speaking softer. "You may not think much of us maids sire, but please show them kindness, they work hard. Besides, they aren't used to such disturbances."

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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ImageAnise lost herself in the pandemonium of the current events, she was dizzy, sickened, and terror stricken. She couldn't see her sister anywhere, hadn't heard from her since they arrived at the ball. How am I supposed to have fun without Alice?! She's all I've got left.. If I lose her.. She was near tears as she looked through the crowd, but she felt a sudden yank at her wrist, it helped her submerge from the madness, but only enough to breathe, something she'd been neglecting to do in her panic. She wanted to fight it, attempted, but realized it was Bishop whom reclaimed her. She was about to plead with him, beg for him to allow her to find her sister, but his eyes, his tone, his hardhearted words, it all confirmed her horrible gut feeling. Alice is..Alice is..dead.. Her fighting ceased to exist as the realization became solid in her consciousness. I'm all alone.. She could see where she was going, where Bishop was leading her, even felt the movement, but honestly she felt like she wasn't a part of the picture anymore. None of it felt real. She didn't want it to be. She couldn't accept she was alone in this world.

Alice.. why'd you leave me? It's all my fault.. I told her if she found a way out we'd leave.. we'd be happy together.. she went off on her own because of me. She found her body trembling involuntarily. She didn't speak the entire way to the drawing room, she didn't have anything to say. She was already in tears. They finally fell from her tear ducts at the confirmation. Had it not been for Bishop's hold, she'd of collapsed in despair already.

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Demetri smiled a bit as she indulged in his comfort, allowing himself to enjoy hers for the moment as well. It was longer than a casual hug, but how he wished it lasted longer. Bishop and Katerina were the only things keeping him together at the moment and he nodded happily as she voiced that she wasn't harmed, "That's good. I'm glad you're okay." He closed his eyes at her reassuring touch, letting out a silent breath through his nose. A woman's touch was comforting, but this was something a bit more than just that, "I made a promise to protect one of them and I failed her." He whispered aloud, "I didn't think.. maybe that was the problem, I wasn't thinking about our unknown guests.. It was foolish..." He was speaking half to her and half scolding himself. Had she not grabbed his arm, he most certainly would have found himself pacing across the room, "Do you really think so low of me, brother?" Reiji asked him in his narcissistic tone as always, mocking him any chance he got, "Of course I do, brother."

”I know we are supposed to be staying the others, but let me clean you up first… Otherwise you’ll frighten them."

"I.. I'm not sure if we've the time for that.." He began to protest, worrying about saving lives rather than his appearance as a brooding and dangerous villain, "She is right you know. You might frighten poor Anise.. go wash up Demetri. It's an order as acting head of the house.." He smirked to his baby brother, "I'm sure you have no complaints.." but after Reiji and Katerina both insisted, Demetri found himself caving in. "I can't say I do.." He glared to his bossy elder brother. Before it started further conflict, he strode off into the next room, ushering for Katerina to follow him. He would have been more gentlemanly about it, but he was still in shock, far too upset for formalities. He'd seen his brother and his own favorite maids slaughtered like animals.

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"Since we do not know who is threatening our home, or what they want we're going to have to play things safe. We're all well aware that we've lost two, and possibly a third human life tonight. Although I have no regard for the help, my brothers have taken a liking to you...so I propose a strategy of our own.."

She heard the words, obviously from Reiji, seeing as she didn't recognize the voice. Castiel's missing too..? She feel herself floating away at sea figuratively, mostly everything she ever believed in. It felt like she had no control of her body, like she wasn't even inside it anymore. The events felt so distant.. everyone seemed so calm and uncaring.

"And why should I be the one to lead the festivities? Surely as head you should do so while Demetri and I look for Angelo and Castiel? We are perfectly capable of eradicating scum if we see it, brother."

"Perhaps he's right.. I mean.. both of you, in part" She voiced out cynically about Bishop and Reiji to the group. They weren't in the wrong for wanting to wander their home and destroy the threat. Her voice was serious, without a stutter. She was certain with her opinion. What did she have to lose if they were angry with her? She'd already lost everything she held dear, the tears clining to her eyelashes were proof. In her defense aside from the ones she refused, the tears begging Anise to let them fall down her pale cheeks, she was composed again for the most part.

"Perhaps.. we're simply a liability." She referred to herself, Tanzy, and Katerina, "Without us.. you could be searching for your brothers. There wouldn't be a need for this. No one should be denied their revenge if they can grasp it."

She realized Bishop was still enforcing his firm grip, but she looked around the room to assess everyone's expressions, "We all know how this ends. Family comes first to practically anyone.. and what better way to destroy a family than to make them choose between humanity and loyalty?" she replied bitterly, "Alice and Oliva were pawns. To draw out Castiel and Angelo.. we're pawns to distract you from saving them... My father was in the military. Alice may have been more informed, but I'm not a complete imbecile when it comes to tactics.." her voice was void of hope, along with her eyes. Her purple orbs were desolate, she wasn't joking. She practically agreed it was more realistic to allow the maids to die, mostly because it was the move she'd of made for Alice if the roles were reversed.

"They're going to make you choose between us and the longer you take, the less likely you'll be to find your brothers alive.. Every second is precious in war."

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Bishop found no comfort in Anise's words. Her tearstained face was now cold, empty, even more desolate than her fearfulness of him. This was absurd! The male growled low in his throat. She was a smart thing, but he wasn't about to let some flea ridden mutts keep him from helping his family and keeping his food! His grip tightened slightly on Anise's wrist, forcing her to look at him as his eyes narrowed. These intruders were an enemy to be wary of, but he dared not show them fear!

"You forget, you are human, my brothers are not so easily killed as that! You stand no chance as you are, and you defy our measures? You are brave and foolish, and while it may be more challenging, I have no intention of giving up anything that is mine. And why should I? This house is our birthright, my siblings are my family, and as weak as you humans are, you're convenient and useful. This is war, but we are not bound to your human standards of war."

Bishop released Anise, pushing her towards Tanzy.

As soon as his brother returned from cleaning himself, Bishop paced the room, fury in his eyes. Facing Reiji, he fumed. "If you think I'm going to just sit on my ass and be chaperone at a party- -where at least half of the people there I could care less for, while flea bitten, filthy, honorless mutts run around and slaughter our family and the work and try to take over our home, then you are as foolish as those motherless dogs are, brother." With this, the male stepped back, allowing Reiji to be in control, but not dictate that he do nothing. He had no interest in starting a fight with his brother, obnoxious he may be, but he wasn't about to just obey only because he said so, especially in such a matter as this.

Bishop turned towards Tanzy, indicating his maid.

"look after mine, she is in need of comfort." he instructed, turning back to face his family.

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Mirabelle had joined them in the drawing room, where she took root on a chair and tossed her legs over the arm. Her dress was spread out, almost consuming both her and the chair. She had a calmness about her, an aura that didn’t show panic or fear. She knew very well how to hide it; in the past she would have been beaten for such emotions. She was quite, listening to what the men and the maid had to say. She knew her brothers were strong and she was trying to go over every possibility of what – if she must think of the worst – these wolves could have done to take them down.

”Divide and conquer… We know there are wolves here – one pack. Which means that they are strong together, but without the full moon in the sky, they aren’t as strong as they need to be – to take us on as a whole. They’re waiting until that moon is risen. They’re dwindling us down so that when it’s time to strike, we’re easy prey. This may be our home, but the best thing that we may be able to do is retreat.” She knew that her brothers wouldn’t go for that, but she had to put it out there. ”Either that or we stick the girls out there for bait. Anise doesn’t seem like she’d mind.” Mirabelle’s words may have been a little more cruel than she intended, but she had no attachment to anyone in the room except for her family.

”Or Kat. We all know that Deme likes her, it was obvious when they were dancing together. Who else would have seen that? What if get Kat ‘alone’ and see who follows her. Who’s waiting. Then we beat them at their own game. Mirabelle finally sat up, folding her legs neatly in front of her with her hands resting in her lap. In her mind, she was frantically trying to go over in her head where Castiel could have gone off to. Both he and Angelo never did like parties and tried to skip out early when they were younger. Does that mean they knew the boys’ patterns?

”Cas and Angelo are gone. We all know this was probably the last place they wanted to be. That means that this pack knows your patterns. Don’t rule out anyone that you know. Isn’t there a saying that has something to do with keeping your enemies closer than your friends?” Her nervous habit started to kick in and she began to pick at her nails before she reached up to brush her fingers through her hair, keeping her hands busy. She kept glancing to the door, waiting for when Deme and Kat would join them again. She didn’t like the idea of splitting up, and leaving was beginning to sound more and more appealing.


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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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Image"You are a liability, though whether or not my brother's could commit to sacrificing you lot worries me. If we're going to do it, No one can change their mind afterwards." He replied, pinching at his temples irritatedly, "If we cannot agree we can't even fathom that course of action. It would lead to utter chaos." He chuckled. I care about my siblings too much to allow them to lay their life on the line for a mere human.. If we must keep the pets, it can't be helped. Though the fact they'd grown attached to the vermin was rather infuriating in his honest opinion, not to mention disgusting.

"We all know how this ends. Family comes first to practically anyone.. and what better way to destroy a family than to make them choose between humanity and loyalty? They're going to make you choose between us and the longer you take, the less likely you'll be to find your brothers alive.. Every second is precious in war."

"Well aren't you rather smart for an inferior being.." Reiji examined Anise, smirking to himself. He noticed she seemed rather torn up, bringing him to the conclusion that she was one of the twins, the one who survived the attack. He didn't want to imagine her pain, so he returned his eyes to his siblings, ignoring the girl for his own well being, "She has a point, though I doubt any of you have the nerve to sacrifice your new toys." He hissed under his breath, "So what do you suggest?"

"If you think I'm going to just sit on my ass and be chaperone at a party- -where at least half of the people there I could care less for, while flea bitten, filthy, honorless mutts run around and slaughter our family and the work and try to take over our home, then you are as foolish as those motherless dogs are, brother."

"Alright, then we ignore our guests.. I'm not a people person, I'd rip half the room in half within thirty minutes. I don't want a human's repulsive gaze upon me a moment longer than I have to. These wolves are far worse, I'd rather we dispose of them quickly." Then he glared at Bishop, a warning look toward the younger male, "Albeit I realize it's childish to fight at such a moment.. but the next time you refer to me as foolish, indirect or otherwise, I'll be forced to remind you that I'm older and therefore much stronger than you, little brother." It had obviously hit a nerve that Bishop referred to him as foolish, and his eyes were glowing in a neon fashion, the only indication of his growing fury, "I nearly rivaled Angelo if you recall." The last words were hissed, before Reiji returned to the more stressing matter, straightening out his suit like a bird smoothing it's feathers.

"Divide and conquer… We know there are wolves here – one pack. Which means that they are strong together, but without the full moon in the sky, they aren’t as strong as they need to be – to take us on as a whole. They’re waiting until that moon is risen. They’re dwindling us down so that when it’s time to strike, we’re easy prey. This may be our home, but the best thing that we may be able to do is retreat.”

"I agree Belle, the best thing we could do is to flee our home, but men are prideful creatures. Human or otherwise.. Even as Vampires we feel the need to stand our ground and fight for what is ours.. regardless of how barbarically and injustly our ancestors claimed it.. This is our home. The only place we have ever truly felt comfortable enough to call home.. We cannot abandon it without a fight." He sighed, accepting that even he found a bitter taste in his mouth at the mere thought of retreating.

”Don’t let them make me a distraction. If I die tonight, then fate finally caught up to me. Don’t make my mistake – make sure you put your family first."

It seems the help at least understand the severity of this situation. Reiji thought, pouring himself a glass of scotch before looking to his brother Demetri, "She's right you know.. Casualties are likely tonight if we decide to stay and see this battle through.. We can't be ignorant enough to believe we're all making it out of here alive. Say your piece because tonight will definitely be some of our last."

”Or Kat. We all know that Deme likes her, it was obvious when they were dancing together. Who else would have seen that? What if get Kat ‘alone’ and see who follows her. Who’s waiting. Then we beat them at their own game. Cas and Angelo are gone. We all know this was probably the last place they wanted to be. That means that this pack knows your patterns. Don’t rule out anyone that you know. Isn’t there a saying that has something to do with keeping your enemies closer than your friends?”


"There's a plan. Let's send her out and see how things play out. She's obviously willing and we cannot rule anyone out easily. As long as we're a step ahead, then the enemy won't realize what hit them. We'll execute the plan in ten minutes. Everyone get your mushy feelings out on the table. Anything you want to say because this is war and there is always blood spilt on either side. Remember.. A werewolf bite is fatal to Vampires.. even a scratch could make one fall ill for a few weeks.. Humans could be turned if bitten as well, so everyone needs to be on their guard.."

Then he walked over to Tanzy, placing a silver knife into her hands, "Hide this in your dress. If something attacks you, do not hesitate to stab them. Wolves have a fatal reaction to silver." Then he handed a second to Katerina, hoping she'd take the same advice.

"Look after mine, she is in need of comfort." he instructed, turning back to face his family.

"Everyone arm yourselves with as much silver as possible. We can't use our fangs in this battle." Reiji warned everyone. He knew a lot about werewolves, even dated one at a point in his life. Their blood and their bite was fatal for a vampire. He was more than a little bit nervous, but his expression was blank, forever resting in a calm exterior. He finally took a drink from his scotch, downing the contents in one swift drink.

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He kept his gaze low as Katerina spoke to him, his lips quivering as he thought of Alice, every fiber of his being wished to storm out and rip those mutts apart for the torture they put her through. The rips in her body, their mangled corpse.. everything about it pointed to a slow, agonizing death. They toyed with her, enjoyed her suffering, and for that, he was determined to make them pay. For every scream they brought from Alice, they'd scream ten times more. For every tear that came to her face, they'd cry oceans. For every moment of pain they caused they'd suffer longer. If I cannot do this for her, what kind of man am I? He smiled a bit up to the girl, thankful to have a soothing voice at a time like this, his angry emerald eyes peering up at her, "Thanks for cleaning me up, deary." He laughed exhaustedly, "I suppose you've got a point.. but I've never broken a promise before." He added, feeling the anguish overcome him, "It's not in me to fail." He wasn't really lying. Demetri never failed at anything he did, though possibly due to the fact he never attempted anything he thought he wasn't able to accomplish.

”Don’t let them make me a distraction. If I die tonight, then fate finally caught up to me. Don’t make my mistake – make sure you put your family first."

The words cut into him like a thousand knives, but he gave her a weak smile, "If that's what you wish.. I will not let you become a distraction, but I'm not throwing you out to the dogs either.." He replied, stroking her hair and standing before her. He cupped her chin in his hand, smiling at her apologetically, "I'm truly sorry for this..." He whispered under his breath as he stared down at her, "But.. you know, for a depressed man to return to his feet, the thing he needs most is a kiss from a cute girl..." And without any further warning, he leaned in and gently met Katerina's lips with his own. The kiss was simple, gentle and sweet, but definitely something Demetri had to get out of his system. He only allowed it to last a few seconds, withdrawing and returning to the drawing room with the rest of his siblings, leaving her to compose herself before returning as well.

"Perhaps.. we're simply a liability. Without us.. you could be searching for your brothers. There wouldn't be a need for this. No one should be denied their revenge if they can grasp it."

"You are a liability, though whether or not my brother's could commit to sacrificing you lot worries me. If we're going to do it, No one can change their mind afterwards."

Demetri's eyes widened as Anise mentioned the maids were simply a burden on their effort toward protecting their home. Although it meant the task would be reasonably more complex, Demetri didn't exactly consider them to be a nuisance. He enjoyed their company and after all this time they were like family to him.. Some even closer than family. His eyes darted to Katerina for a moment, smiling weakly to himself. He was beginning to feel more towards her than he was comfortable with. I cannot develop these feelings for her at a time like this.. it's too risky.. He tried to tell himself, though he knew better than anyone that the heart played by it's own rules.

"If we cannot agree we can't even fathom that course of action. It would lead to utter chaos."

"Well we cannot agree." Demetri chimed in, smirking happily to himself, feeling much better after his little chat with Katerina, "I for one will not kill any of these girls for the sake of my own life." He responded flatly, leaving no doubt in his tone. He was serious for once, although his voice contradicted the moment, "We'll just have to be careful as we fight and protect them."

"We all know how this ends. Family comes first to practically anyone.. and what better way to destroy a family than to make them choose between humanity and loyalty? They're going to make you choose between us and the longer you take, the less likely you'll be to find your brothers alive.. Every second is precious in war."

"Well aren't you rather smart for an inferior being.. She has a point, though I doubt any of you have the nerve to sacrifice your new toys. So what do you suggest?"

"No, I'm not ready to surrender these precious little doves, so we're just going to have to play by a new set of rules, dearies." He added to the conversation, unwilling to accept slaughtering innocent girls for their own sake. He caressed Katerina's hair softly, kissing her on the top of her head, " I suggest bait." He added, but didn't get to lay out his plan due to Bishop's angry interruption.

"If you think I'm going to just sit on my ass and be chaperone at a party- -where at least half of the people there I could care less for, while flea bitten, filthy, honorless mutts run around and slaughter our family and the work and try to take over our home, then you are as foolish as those motherless dogs are, brother."

Demetri's eyes softened, biting on his bottom lip, "We all understand your reasoning Bishop, but you've got to calm down. They want our anger to blind us, for us to make mistakes. We've got to go at this with a level head or we stand no chance in hell at a victory tonight." He calmly cooed to his brother, "Get what I'm saying, Deary?" He gave his warmest smile, messing up his hair awkwardly. Demetri didn't like to get in this situation often, but he'd play the role of peacemaker if it kept his brother alive.

"She's right you know.. Casualties are likely tonight if we decide to stay and see this battle through.. We can't be ignorant enough to believe we're all making it out of here alive. Say your piece because tonight will definitely be some of our last."

Demetri nodded, closing his eyes, "Be a dear and pour me a glass of that, brother." He replied to Reiji ushering toward the scotch, then he opened his eyes, staring into the other man's, tension obvious between the two. Neither spoke for a moment, until Demetri chose to break their mutual silence, "Of course I understand.. I've fought in a few myself." He replied, eyes widening at Mirabelle's suggestion.

”Or Kat. We all know that Deme likes her, it was obvious when they were dancing together. Who else would have seen that? What if get Kat ‘alone’ and see who follows her. Who’s waiting. Then we beat them at their own game. Cas and Angelo are gone. We all know this was probably the last place they wanted to be. That means that this pack knows your patterns. Don’t rule out anyone that you know. Isn’t there a saying that has something to do with keeping your enemies closer than your friends?”

"Sister, are you mad? When I mentioned a distraction I meant someone more durable like ourselves. Humans cannot fend for themselves against the supernatural, not untrained humans at the very least!" He could barely believe the words coming from his sibling's mouths. It was like the entire room aside from himself and Bishop had lost their minds. He was left speechless as he watched Reiji arm Tanzy and Katerina as she entered the room, and as he explained the risks of an injury sustained by a werewolf. I cannot believe we are even considering this madness.. At least he didn't give Anise a weapon.. She'd likely turn the blade on herself in this state..

"Hide this in your dress. If something attacks you, do not hesitate to stab them. Wolves have a fatal reaction to silver. Everyone arm yourselves with as much silver as possible. We can't use our fangs in this battle."

Demetri sighed to himself, "If we must do this... can we at least be as careful as possible? We don't need further casualties.." He retorted in an irritated tone. It was obvious that being ignored was getting to him, but he finally caved to the plain of using Katerina. He then approached Tanzy, leaning down and whispering in her ear, "Avoid provoking Reiji.. He's far more temperamental than Castiel and Bishop combined. Even the slightest argument could be your last if he has no use for you."

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Anise swallowed as she felt Bishop's grip strangling her arm as he clenched his hand around it. Normally she'd of cried out, tried to free herself from the pain, but she took it with as much grace as she could manage. Her eyes flinching and her uncomfortable shifting the only indication that she was in pain. She knew she angered him, but her mind was solely on Alice. She wanted the monsters that killed her twin to suffer, regardless of the price. If her dying made it possible, she'd gladly lay her life on the line for her revenge to become tangible.

"Castiel and Angelo are missing.. Castiel always handles any form of insolence swiftly and degradingly.. If he wasn't in trouble don't you think we'd of least have seen him by now!?" She snapped, not particularly at Bishop alone, but more to all the siblings. Then she blinked afterwards, bringing her fingers to her lips. She was baffled. She didn't realize she'd studied Castiel's patterns so painstakingly. It was then that she was starting to understand. She had a crush on Castiel. Despite his cruelty toward her sister, despite the fear he instilled in her, she had feelings for him. A crush was the only reason she could provide herself with. Why else would she have noticed so much about a man she was rarely around?

"I wasn't calling you weak, any of you.. I'm just saying that they're going to attack your weaknesses. Love. Vengeance. Forgiveness. Loyalty... Anything you're scared of, anything you hold dear.. you can bet will be used against you... That's what I was saying." She mumbled, being a bit more open, though considering her situation, shyness wasn't in her current priorities. The sensor on Anise's mouth was malfunctioning at the moment, everything she was thinking coming out crystal clear for the first time since she arrived, possibly even the first time ever..

Though when she was pushed, Anise looked to Tanzy, smiling weakly at the other girl, looking to her wrist, "You've got blood on your arm.. are you alright..?" She asked worried, tilting her head and reaching for the pink haired girl's arm to examine it. She didn't realize it was the blood Demetri's hand once was coated in.

Then Reiji complimented her, sort of.. Well not really. He seemed to agree with her, bringing a smile to her face. She couldn't help but be a little delighted that at least one person wasn't insulting her and fundamentally calling her a moron. Though it kind of irritated her that he referred to them as 'toys' and 'pets' all the time. Just where are humans on the list of importance to this family? Are we before or after dogs and cats? She thought infuriated. The only person whose blood ran cold that seemed to care about Alice's untimely demise seemed to be Demetri. Though she felt wrathful toward him, considering he'd vowed to protect her sister with his life. Why aren't you dead as well then!? Coward.. Her eyes were clouded with loathing and pain, but she was too restless to even consider calming down, too heartbroken to allow it. Accepting Alice's death felt like the worst sort of betrayal.

If you don't like the people at the party, why were you telling me to have a good time? She thought with a challenging brow. Though she decided it was best to stick with silence at this point, she'd angered her master enough and she wasn't feeling like causing more conflict, especially if they could kill the person who murdered her sister. The less she distracted them the better... right? Werewolves killed her sister, but for what purpose?

"If you think I'm going to just sit on my ass and be chaperone at a party- -where at least half of the people there I could care less for, while flea bitten, filthy, honorless mutts run around and slaughter our family and the work and try to take over our home, then you are as foolish as those motherless dogs are, brother."

"We all understand your reasoning Bishop, but you've got to calm down. They want our anger to blind us, for us to make mistakes. We've got to go at this with a level head or we stand no chance in hell at a victory tonight."

Well we're all angry, scared, and confused. They've got what they wanted, that much is certain.. She thought to herself as Demetri voiced his concerns to soothe his volcanic brother. She didn't want Tanzy to comfort her. She didn't want comfort. How could she relax knowing she was alone in the world? No one could ever replace the hole Alice left in her life. No one could understand the pain of losing a twin, none of them at least..

"She's right you know.. Casualties are likely tonight if we decide to stay and see this battle through.. We can't be ignorant enough to believe we're all making it out of here alive. Say your piece because tonight will definitely be some of our last."

"So we say whatever we want everyone to know in case we die tonight..?" she asked, unsure of this tradition, but going along with it anyhow, "I'm happy to have served at Castillo de la Muerte... It's been far more pleasant than home aside from.." She grew silent as she thought about Alice, eyes glued to the marble floor. She wasn't ready to come to terms with it yet, it was honestly ripping her apart inside. She wasn't sure if she'd ever be able to say it.

"Be a dear and pour me a glass of that, brother. Of course I understand.. I've fought in a few myself."

Demetri only drinks wine.. Anise thought to herself more than a little shocked by his choice of beverage. She decided against saying something, craving a drink herself after the news she'd received, though she doubted she'd be allowed alcohol in her mental state. They'd definitely forbid it.

”Or we stick the girls out there for bait. Anise doesn’t seem like she’d mind.” Mirabelle’s words may have been a little more cruel than she intended, but she had no attachment to anyone in the room except for her family.

Anise blinked a bit at Katerina's words, as a second came to terms with her idea. She didn't mind actually, but she knew that Bishop and Demetri were too fond of their service to allow them a quick death, an escape from their servitude. She merely nodded in her agreement, careful not to feed the fire. She'd crossed Bishop enough already. Anymore and he'd surely do something reckless.

”Or Kat. We all know that Deme likes her, it was obvious when they were dancing together. Who else would have seen that? What if get Kat ‘alone’ and see who follows her. Who’s waiting. Then we beat them at their own game. Cas and Angelo are gone. We all know this was probably the last place they wanted to be. That means that this pack knows your patterns. Don’t rule out anyone that you know. Isn’t there a saying that has something to do with keeping your enemies closer than your friends?”

Her second plan seemed logical in her mind as well, but Demetri had obvious arguments toward the idea. He was affectionate for the girl, he found the bodies... there was no way he'd want Kat to waltz into the fire on her own. Though it didn't seem like he had much of a choice what with everyone beginning to agree on that course of action. These people are cruel... It makes you wonder if they're even people anymore.. The only one who seems to hold a shred of humanity is Demetri..and Castiel.. but something tells me Castiel is in grave danger... She was growing antsy worrying about the blonde, shifting where she stood. Why aren't we doing something already..?

"Hide this in your dress. If something attacks you, do not hesitate to stab them. Wolves have a fatal reaction to silver. Everyone arm yourselves with as much silver as possible. We can't use our fangs in this battle."

"If we must do this... can we at least be as careful as possible? We don't need further casualties.."

She wasn't given a weapon, which only brought a weak smile to her face. Great. They don't trust me. I'm seen as a threat to myself.. As much as I'd love to die and join Alice.. I doubt I have it in me to kill myself.. She scoffed, but in the back of her mind the idea wasn't as far fetched as she led herself to believe. She'd at least attempt it if it got so bad.. Keeping her unarmed was for the best in the end.

Though Bishop hit a nerve as he turned towards Tanzy, indicating to Anise, "Look after mine, she is in need of comfort." he advised the rose haired girl, turning back to face the other Santiago siblings.

"I don't need it. Focus on what you'll have to do soon. They're still people in the end. Ending a life is far worse on the soul than grieving over one is if you're ill prepared for it.. " She retreated to a couch, letting her hair down and leaning her head on the arm of the chair, staring off into space. Alice..

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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Tanzy's world was spinning around her, the realization that the estate was under some form of attack, two dead maids already. Missing Castiel and Angelo. The vampires discussing how to proceed. Her heart hammered in her chest as they considered fleeing versus fighting, and what to do about her and the other maids. Bait, the sister wanted them to be bait.

Even more surprising to the young woman was the stark change in Anise, her painfully calm demeanor. Her matter of fact, depressing words. Her rationalizing that all of the maids were simply baggage complicating things. But even so, Tanzy didn't think they were any less entitled to life. And thinking of Anise giving up and resigning herself to more pain and suffering was almost heartbreaking, the older female feeling a sick twisting of nerves in her gut. She held Anise as Bishop practically tossed the dark haired girl at her. She would have continued, but Anise seemed determined to not let anyone baby her. Admirable, but Tanzy wanted to be of comfort. Instead she was asking if Tanzy was alright. Tanzy nodded mutely as she watched Anise in concern and then surprise. The poor girl just lost her sister, and yet she was logical, to the point, and painfully composed. Tanzy couldn't imagine maintaining such calm, however bitter, should something happen to her family.

Her family. That's right, Anise was like a sister to her. And the maids here had become her second family, just as important as her own siblings and parents. They were in danger, and Tanzy ran down a flood of 'what-if's' in her mind. What if this was avoidable, what if she had led the girls out after getting ready?

The newest Santiago suddenly interrupted the rushing torrent of thoughts, placing a silver knife into her hands, the weight registering and confirming this nightmare was real. Too real. She was speechless as she looked upon the knife, jumping slightly as Demetri came close to whisper in her ear. His words were enough to make his eyes go wide in shock. More tempermental than Bishop and Castiel combined?! Was that even possible? But the man didn't seem as irate so far.

Forcing herself to pay attention, Tanzy paled as the group started to agree one by one that Katerina should be bait. Kat? Tanzy wasn't particularly close to the girl, but to think the younger sibling figures, the other maids, would be used as bait- it was not something that sat well with her.

"I'll...I'll do it. I'll be the bait!" she announced, looking up and forcing her words not to waver. She couldn't get her body to stop trembling at the thought, her gut coiled in fear. She couldn't listen to it, the girls had more life to live. She had to look after her family no matter what, even her second family.

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When Kat felt his hands in her hair, her eyes closed. She savored the feeling. It wasn’t until he said that he was sorry, was when she looked up at him, only to find his lips against hers a moment later. Her eyes closed and her hand reached up to rest against his cheek, lightly kissing him back. The moment ended before she knew it, and then he was gone. Katerina’s index fingers lightly touched her bottom lip and she smiled after him, trailing along to join the rest in the next room.

Arriving, she found out that they would send her out to bring out the wolves. They must have been listening to her in the next room, and suddenly her cheeks flushed, feeling like she had an audience in their personal moment. Kat wasn’t like that long. She calmed herself quickly, and took a seat, listening to the others.




“Sister, are you mad?” Demetri spoke. Mirabelle stood up from her seat and nearly stomped her foot.

“Am I mad? Mad?” She snapped, her calm demeanor slowly fading. “Castiel and Angelo are gone. We know that if they weren’t dead, that they would have been the first ones in this room to protect our home.” Her sadness that Cassie was gone just turned into anger. She was supposed to dance with him tonight – and to think that he died still hating himself because of her broke her heart a thousand times over. Mira wasn’t going to turn into Anise. She wasn’t so willing to just give up like that. The fact that she still had family here though, made all the difference.

She listened to Kat. She didn’t have to say a word, but Mirabelle knew that that woman was falling for her brother and that her brother was afraid to feel the same. Belle got up and walked over to Kat and she took the females hands in her, watching as the human gripped the weapon to show that she was ready.

“Reiji. Let me do it.” She said, looking from the female to Demetri, watching as Deme reluctantly agreed to do this. At least he still had on his shoulders. “Let me go out there. I’m sure they know where our brothers are, and they’ll know that one of us will be looking for them. If these wolves know you, then they know that I’ve been gone and willing to do anything just to be with family again. Let me look for them as they look for me. I’m not sucidial. I’m going to make them watch me as I rip their hearts out and shove them down their throats.” She stated as she pushed Kat towards her brother. “You better do what you want to do now, because you may not have a choice later…”




Kat felt like her heart had stopped beating. Felt like Mirabelle could see right through her. At her words, she looked over to Demetri. Swallowing hard, and taking a step forward with the help of Mira’s nudge, she took another two large steps, threw her arms around Demetri’s shoulders and then kissed him like she meant it. In that moment, she didn’t care that they were in a room full of people – they didn’t matter anymore. The only thing that mattered was doing what she wanted to do, because if something happened to either of them, she didn’t want to spend her time regretting what she didn’t do.

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Bishop glared right back, glad that Reiji at least was willing to let him ignore the guests. While Bishop felt a certain smugness in getting what he wanted and pissing off Reiji in the process, he felt himself twitch in annoyance as well, more than just one nerve hit as the elder Santiago boasted of not only his superiority, but of the pets being easily replaced. Sure, they weren't hard to replace, but why go through the trouble? He hadn't even gotten to enjoy his yet, so he wasn't about to toss something without using it at the very least. "Don't patronize me for not letting go of what is mine. I have that right, and I most certainly am not giving it up to filthy mongrels.." Bishop corrected angrily, stopping at Anise's outburst. It was surprising to say the least, and he turned to her with a hawkish gaze, a warning look in his eyes.

Demetri chimed in perfectly as always, working his magic to soothe away the overwhelming fury brewing inside. Bishop was grateful, but it didn't change the fact he loathed it when his brothers were right and he was not. Twitching and clenching his fists, Bishop slowly simmered down to a growl and indignant, irritable scowl. Damn his brother being right! If he weren't so angry, he'd be sulking. Bishop said not a word for a moment, letting out a soft hiss as Demetri placated him to a manageable level. "Hn...yeah, I get." he grumbled through grit teeth.

Bishop made no argument against using Kat as bait, though he found himself feeling just the teensiest bit bad for his brother. Poor sap seemed to have developed a liking for the wench. He twitched as she kissed his brother, almost ready to growl at her. His brother should be the one choosing to kiss, not the wench deciding she was worth a kiss.

It was only as they began to prepare and arm themselves that Bishop returned his attention to Anise, her bitter expression catching his expression. Well, she needed to defend herself too.

"You're quite bold. Very well, I'll make sure you have a weapon to protect yourself." Bishop decided, taking Anise's chin, he looked her straight in the eye. "I expect you to be alive when we finish cleaning out the trash. Do not allow yourself to be alone. Am I understood?" Bishop only released her after giving a last firm look.

He had to admit, Anise was being very strong, stronger than he'd be should he be in her situation. He'd never admit it, but he had to give her credit and admire her ability to keep herself collected. He could see the sorrow, but she was not losing herself to it, she was somehow maintaining some sort of calm. She hadn't collapsed into an uncontrollable sadness or hatred as he would.

"I was not fond of her, but I'm sorry for you. Use your strength to survive, and I will provide a means for you to avenge her death." Bishop whispered into her ear, just loud enough to be heard. He was careful to keep his tone level and aloof, but he was surprised he meant it.

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Anise had been aware of her pushing her luck, she just didn't mind that much that she was walking on thin ice. What was the use of dancing with the devil if there was nothing left at stake? There were no consequences if she misbehaved. Alice was the only leverage against Anise. She only valued her life because she was reunited with her twin sister. If she spoke her mind before she'd risk Alice's life or her own, which would separate them again.. She was still in shock. She truly believed if they crossed their t's and dotted their i's they'd be okay. She never imagined she'd lose Alice while playing by the rules. It almost made her feel guilty for denying her twin's request to escape. It felt like karma was biting her in the ass. She couldn't believe it. It was like fate was punishing her for trying to thrive in these conditions. Like she wasn't meant to. I wonder if things would have turned out differently if I fled with her.. She thought to herself on her new perch, not really noticing the activities around her.

She didn't realize Demetri calming the raging bull known as Bishop. She didn't notice any of the conversation after she'd fled to her sanctuary. She wasn't sure about anything anymore. She definitely wasn't confident that they'd survive tonight. She'd accepted that she was going to die, she would welcome it. It would mean that she'd be once again reunited with Alice. If dying was the price she'd die a thousand times.

"I'll...I'll do it. I'll be the bait!"

She vaguely noticed that Kat, Mira, and Tanzy all three offered to step forth as bait, though she really didn't see the point. If they killed Castiel and Angelo, then they weren't standing at very good odds of winning against the wolves. They were incredibly strong if they'd already killed the two eldest sons.. Anise wasn't getting her hopes up like the rest. She wasn't feeling the battle cries and the festivities made her want to throw up. Everyone was so confident in their abilities, explaining how they'd make the enemy pay.
Anise had far better ideas.. simply no means to complete them.

She noticed Bishop's irritation as Kat kissed Demetri. She closed her eyes, feeling her own irritation growing in her belly. She wanted to snap at him, to slap him. Alice just died.. he vowed himself to her and now he was kissing Katerina just like that? It was enraging to say the least. Was Alice nothing to him? She just rolled her eyes, adjusting her chin to the arm of the chair in cold disbelief.

She'd nearly fallen asleep as she let her thought's engulf her, not even realizing her eyes had closed until Bishop approached and addressed her directly. Her amethyst eyes fluttered open, shifting to the male before her, "I always was. I just held it back for Alice." She replied in a soft tone, "Someone had to be responsible and get her out of trouble.."

Her tone wasn't sharp or disrespectful, just disinterested. She however sat up, brushing the dress off and straightening out the wrinkles. It was wonderful, despite the horrible events that happened. She wasn't going to disrespect the dress just because someone wronged her, even though their actions would require lengthy revenge. She wasn't planning on a slow death for the person who killed her sister, "I'm not interested in protecting myself. I want revenge. I want to learn how to fight back if we survive this." She told him rather frankly, "I'm tired of being vulnerable and stumbling over my own feet. Being afraid of my own shadow is annoying.." Her voice was cracking, a sign of her composure. She was forcing herself to be strong. She wanted to break down, like before, the time they admitted their true nature. She wanted to collapse. She wanted to cry.. but she wasn't allowing herself the privileged to be weak. She wasn't granting anyone the satisfaction of seeing her that frail ever again, "But I understand. I can't make this right if I'm dead. I don't want them to die slowly. Alice didn't.." She nodded her head. No one explained how Alice had died to Anise.. How'd she know? Twins were so curious, though Bishop and Demetri probably understood that better than anyone else in the room. Her hands would have been shaking, had it not been for her subtle reminder. She was stroking her left arm. Even though no one could see it, due to her uniform or the gloves she'd received to go with the dress.. but any time she was afraid, any time she had to be strong, she remembered what her mother put her through. She wasn't about to break down... not until Alice was the last thing that her killer seen. Perhaps she wasn't Alice.. but she was close enough. She'd make her twin's murder scream.. beg to die..

Then Bishop said something quite surprising, something that Anise never expected to hear, "I was not fond of her, but I'm sorry for you. Use your strength to survive, and I will provide a means for you to avenge her death." Bishop whispered his words into her ear, tickling the skin as he uttered the sentence just loud enough to be heard. She withdrew, averting her gaze. Although his tone was indifferent, she nodded, chewing nervously at her bottom lip. Her face felt hot, but she assumed it was the alcohol she consumed earlier. Definitely the alcohol.. She told herself before standing. She had nothing else to say or do.. Her crush was possibly dead, along with her sister.. She had no other piece.. nothing else to get off her chest at this point.

"Let's see what we can do then, shall we?" She asked everyone, a small smirk on her face. For a moment, it almost resembled Alice's mischievous grin.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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Demetri poured his own glass, growing impatient waiting on Reiji. He took the scotch down with a single gulp, sighing to himself as the alcohol satisfied his hunger. He walked over to his twin, squeezing his shoulder, "We're not going to let them win.. We're going to get our revenge.. Just keep your wits about you. We're weaker separated." He warned him, and everyone else in the room, "We may be vampires, but their bite is toxic to our kind. We need to be careful. We cannot allow them to single us out either." He smiled to his family, "We've got to stick together or tonight shall be our last night.. and I'm not willing to die tonight.."

He knew he'd scared Tanzy previously, but it was for her own good. The poor girl needed to realize what the situation was.. and as far as he was concerned Reiji was as dangerous to the maids as the wolves. At least the wolves didn't give a false sense of safety though. He also noticed her discomfort with the plan but he paid it little mind. It wasn't the maids who got to choose and decide. In the end, Reiji would decide who became the bait. It was unavoidable.

"As noble as you are, It is up to Reiji who is bait. He's the acting head of house... So all final decisions are his.." He mumbled the last part. Reiji being in charge obviously didn't sit right with Demetri. Though how could they possibly know that Reiji murdered Castiel's first love in front of them? How could they know he was exiled because he was a heartless madman? He hadn't the time to break it to them and he wasn't about to instill even more fear in the frightened girls. He wasn't cruel enough to shatter their hope.

"I understand but we have to be reasonable. We can't drop everything. Castiel was the one who made this arrangement. It was his idea. He picked these girls out... Aside from Katerina.. They all had something he liked in them. Don't be so quick to throw these girls to the lions. They're one of the only things we have left in Castiel's memory if he is truly gone... And Angelo.. He was growing accustomed to them.. He was becoming social with them. They're more good for our family alive rather than dead." He snapped back. Then he rubbed his eyes, sighing softly, "I'm not just saying this because of my feelings.. I'm saying this because I've seen a change in all of us since they've arrived. We need them."

"I think Kat is the best plan however. If one of us leave they will be expecting a fight.. We can attempt an ambush if we send out a human. Kat is the newest to our house of orphans.. She's the one they'd know the least about. It's our best chance." He whispered, although the plan didn't sit right with him, he couldn't deny it was their best shot at success.

He blinked confused as Kat was pushed toward him, eyes glaring at his sister. It was embarrassing that they were acting like children in the school yard at a time like this, but he understood the reasoning. If one of them died tonight, they needed to get everything off their chests, "I'm not saying you won't have a chance to exact your revenge sister.. just not as the bait.. I think Reiji can agree with that.." He rubbed the back of his neck, not having really expected a crowd. He didn't exactly like the public to be aware of his affectionate business, so for once he even blushed. He wasn't shocked by the kiss planted on him, but rather he smiled into it as he placed his arm around Katerina's waist, bringing her in closer, the other arm around her upper back, fingers laced in her hair as he returned her kiss. His touch was gentle enough, although passionate. He remained tasteful in his actions, only continuing the kiss for about a minute, lingering in her embrace as he broke the contact between their lips, removing his hand from her hair to caress her cheek, "Just in case one of us die tonight.. know that I fancy you.. and not in a way one fancies nice things.. I truly would be faithful to you.. possibly give you the world one day if you asked.. but we'll have to see.. we haven't had enough time to develop as things stand... but I wanted to let you know where my feelings have started to lead to.."

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago Character Portrait: Dante Ramos Character Portrait: Annabel Archer

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"Send Kat as the bait as originally planned. We need to stick to our first agreed idea. They tend to be the best, well, nine times out of ten." He smiled to the room before adjusting his glasses and straightening out his suit. He then gave everyone a final glance before making his exit, "Stay together and be safe... I was one of the last to arrive so I'm likely to be less known about.. I am going to do a quick lap around the perimeter." He turned the the group, quietly informing only the vampires in the room with his soft tone. (Mirabelle, Bishop, and Demetri) He was growing more and more irritated by the moment as he was forced to play the role of responsibility. Sure he'd always wanted it, but detective really wasn't his strong suit and that's what his siblings needed at the moment.. a strategist and a detective. Sure they had good ideas, but they needed to be implemented with the utmost delicacy the siblings could supply if they wanted to live to see tomorrow. " I need to see if anyone is acting suspicious in the ballroom after our departure and give our guests an excuse for our extended absence.. Go ahead and send Kat out the front gate. Leave the remaining maids nearby but make it seem like we're releasing them to spare their lives from this catastrophe. If we show we care about them... At least a few beta mutts will attack, a loyal dog will do anything to please the Alpha.. So there will be a taste of revenge for you guys in the meantime.." Reiji added smirking to himself and making his exit, reapplying his mask as he removed his glasses.

Then he spoke loud enough for the maids to hear, "Au revoir.." He stated in his usual teasing tone. Though he was speaking in french instead of Spanish, suggesting he was multilingual. He apparently knew at least three separate languages: English, French, and Spanish. Reiji spent a lot of time away from his family, at least he stated so in the ballroom. Just what did he spend his time on during his exile? He left no room for questions as he closed the door, leaving his trust in his siblings to execute his orders. Reiji stalked back into the ballroom, clapping his hands loudly to hush the room, "Ladies and Gentleman, I assure you that everything is under control. We've been switching out the maids, so things have been a little hectic.. Eat, Drink, Dance.. Enjoy the party and my family will return to greet everyone quite shortly." He assured the crowd.

"Santiago wealth is abundant and ever-flowing.. Indulge in your senses, forget your worries and above all else, enjoy our home for a night as much as we do." And he bowed to the roaring crowd. They were obviously disappointed at first, having expected the eldest, but Castiel was not a stranger to a majority of the crowd, most of them knew the unsocial man was of very few words. Not many people would complain about the chipper and illusory Reiji taking the stage instead. Then he decided to up the stakes, "To make amends for our absence.. Whichever lady finds my two cleverly hidden white roses will be kissed by both of my younger brothers, Bishop and Demetri. I pray the benefits be in favor of a lovely enchantress tonight." He chuckled before bowing a final time, waving his arm elegantly at the band to continue playing their music. He stepped down, making his way around the room in a casual, harmonious manner, not wishing to breed further suspicion in the guests.

He made sure to eye every single guest, dissecting every aspect of each person he interacted with or otherwise came into his line of vision. He took note of their stance, grace, facial expressions, scents, anything that could link to tidbits of their inner workings. He planned to unwrap as much of his current company as possible in his lap around the ballroom. He made sure to dance when approached and to occasionally offer to dance with random women. He chatted small talk about business with fellow aristocrats of vampire blood, and he kept himself as professional as possible on the outside, while doing his real task inside his mind. It wasn't like he was ill suited for this job, he was a lot like whomever was behind these murders. Merciless torture, cruelty, manipulative natures, and narcissistic tendencies, Reiji and the murder had quite a bit of mutual interests in their resume. He just had to debunk someone exactly like him, which as he knew could take even a professionals years if not decades to catch someone of this caliber. It's almost like we're playing a game of chess. All the same pieces just a matter of whom possesses the greater mind. Perhaps the most dangerous game of chess I've played in my entire life, mortal and eternal accounted for.. Consider this me making my counter move..

The black haired Santiago was incredibly charismatic when he chose, and he was distracting the innocent audience whilst his siblings created the bait. Hopefully they'd keep one wolf alive long enough for torture.. They had to find the identity of the Alpha.. He shook it off, accepting that it was out of his hands. He had to remain present for a few more minutes.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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The female vampire didn’t argue when she was told not to go out, which was fine with her. No complaints or arguments followed. Kat was the best idea, but Mirabelle was hoping she could save Demetri from heartbreak if anything were to go wrong. She watched him hold the girl, watched as Katerina rested on his chest as she prepared herself for what they were about to do.




Katerina had a ball in her stomach, one that was clenched so hard she thought she would fall to her knees. She rested against the man that she had grown accustomed to, even in such a short time. There was a dreaded feeling in the back of her head, one that was telling her that she wasn’t going to make it out alive. As Reiji left, Katerina took a seat in a chair, folded her hands in her lap and bowed her head in a silent prayer. She asked for protection, for forgiveness. Kat prayed to her father, telling him that she was sorry for what she was going to do. She killed innocent people in her own selfishness, and now it was going to be made right.

She wasn’t going to make it out of this alive, and she would have been foolish to believe otherwise. These wolves had no sense of mortality, no sense of compassion, and for her to believe that they would hesitate the moment one got close to her gave false hope.

Shaking hands unfolded themselves and smoothed out the pink fabric that covered her body. She picked lightly at hem before she gathered up the same strength that put her out on the street the night she was determined to prove the existence of vampires. She gave an apologetic look to Demetri before she looked at Mirabelle and Bishop, waiting for her instructions. She tried not to look at the other maids, afraid she would lose her nerve.




Mirabelle took Kat and brought her close. She made sure the silver weapon was tucked safely from view, but still accessible for the human. “Now, you are going to gather your jacket from your room and your coin purse. We are going to send you out to the front gate. I need you to be calm when we walk through the ballroom, and when we get outside I want you to walk quickly towards the gate. We will get their attention when we get you through the crowd, and they will act when they feel like they are going to lose you.” Mirabelle spoke to the girl, watching as she did her best to keep herself calm.

Belle looked over at Demetri, then to Bishop and then to Anise and Tanzy. “Demetri, you’ll probably be the best one to send her off. There was no missing your dance.” She said and then moved to join Tanzy, placing her hands on the young girls face. She brought her gaze to meet her own and then took a deep breath in, releasing it slowly, doing the process once more for Tanzy to follow suit.

“I’m going to need you to calm yourself a little bit. We don’t need your panic to give us away.” She said lightly, moving her hand from the girl’s face to her shoulders, steadying her. “When this is over, you and I are going to look for Cassie. I’d assume you know where he would be, since you’ve been with him for how long. Okay?”

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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While he hid it well, Bishop felt tense and on edge, a combination of anger, impatience, and unease alternating inside. Bishop's usual smirk had long since dissappeared. More than usual, he welcomed his brother's reassuring squeeze of the shoulder, nodding in appreciation at his twin. He knew Demetri would understand even if he said nothing, the other male able to read his emotions better than anyone. Likewise, Bishop shared in the grudging acceptance of Reiji as acting head of the house, and his mixed feelings on the man in question. It was also obvious to him even without the declaration that Demetri fancied Kat. Bishop didn't quite agree with his brother's taste, but it was probably better that way.

His interest seemed to be on the bottle of scotch, his expression one of dismay. Too bad it wasn't a nice bottle of wine instead. While Demetri could stomach the alchohol, Bishop didn't care for the stuff. Anise's voice brought his attention back to her, her words registering with a growing interest. He made no interruptions as she explained her feelings, and as she finally posed the question to the occupants of the room, he finally smiled, a devilish grin meeting her own, eyes alight. He clapped twice in applause, pleased with his little dove.

"Excellent! Good, use your strength! Make those filthy dogs pay. Revel in their agony. Send them to the depths of hell. Watch as they fall to the ground at your feet and beg for mercy. Show them what happens when they meddle in your affairs and take what is yours. Let your plots of revenge send them cowering as you watch them get slaughtered like pigs!" Bishop grinned like a madman, chuckling as he egged his maid on. He would enjoy killing them, and as a present, he'd bring her the one responsible for her sister's death so she could have a taste of the satisfaction he was sure to have.

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Tanzy nodded, deciding that there was no more use arguing the point. Besides, she was sure no one really wanted to do it, herself included, but it had to be done. Looking sympathetically over at Kat, she was aware of the maid's careful attempts to avoid eye contact. Was she resentful or upset that she was the one chosen? Tanzy wasn't close with the girl, but she wished her well.

After watching Reiji leave, the eldest maid prepared to ask anyone if they needed anything, only to have her cheeks held by the Santiago sister. Tensing slightly at the unexpected contact, Tanzy looked questioningly at Mirabelle as she was instructed to take deep, calming breaths. She followed suit, brows furrowing slightly at the blonde's words. Panic? She was scared, most definately, but she would hardly call herself panicking. She hadn't broken down into hysterics or started screaming, and she hand't been acting erratically. Needless to say, she was mildly insulted, biting her lip in agitation. Regardless, she made no objection, nodding in understanding before answering the mistress.

"He would most likely be in his study. It is where he goes to be alone, hence his strict rules that no one enter without his permission."

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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"Excellent! Good, use your strength! Make those filthy dogs pay. Revel in their agony. Send them to the depths of hell. Watch as they fall to the ground at your feet and beg for mercy. Show them what happens when they meddle in your affairs and take what is yours. Let your plots of revenge send them cowering as you watch them get slaughtered like pigs!"

Anise was taken aback by her master's endorsement, she never fathomed he'd encourage her manner of conduct. Though quite a bit she had never seen coming took place that night. She was starting to embrace the fact that almost anything could happen. Though her courage withered as she made eye contact with Bishop, feeling a bit unnerved. Though she wasn't wearing her maid outfit, it felt like she had a tight collared shirt around her neck. She felt rather uncomfortable, averting her gaze as ingratiatingly as possible. She didn't wish to offend, but she doubted she could hold his gaze any longer. It was intimidating in the most unhinging way. She smiled at his speech however, nodding her head in agreement, albeit she didn't consider it to be suitable for the other maids. Tanzy was in her own state of panic and Katerina was preparing to throw herself in the line of fire for everyone else.

"Au revoir.."

Anise was puzzled by Reiji, captivated, yet at the same time frightened by him. She promised Bishop she'd do her best to evade him, but from what she gathered he was a force to be reckoned with. She wasn't sure how successful she'd be at keeping her promise. Though she was intrigued. He knew a lot about war and although he seemed jittery himself, he was banding everyone together as a unit instead of losing his head. She admired his maturity and leadership skills. He also seemed to know French, seeing as she recognized the words he used. She wasn't exactly from a rich family, but she was fairly middle class before, she had family from France visit on occasion and she'd picked up a word or two during their stay. Though she turned to Mirabelle, Demetri, and Bishop, awaiting commands. She knew Bishop considered her to be his possession, but honestly she served the Santiago family in general.. She was his personal maid, but she still originally served the entire family. She felt duty toward each of them, Mirabelle excluded seeing as they'd never really bonded since her arrival.

She smiled as she watched Mirabelle comfort Katerina, biting at her bottom lip. She never felt more at home than she did here, even though she lost her sister and she'd never see Derrick again, there was more acceptance for her here than she'd ever recieved back home. She wasn't tormented on a daily basis anymore by her mother or anyone else for that matter. No one aside from the wolves were trying to kill her. No one who claimed to care for her was trying to become her undoing and she felt at peace now that she could sleep the entire night without fearing for her life or sleeping with a weapon.

“Now, you are going to gather your jacket from your room and your coin purse. We are going to send you out to the front gate. I need you to be calm when we walk through the ballroom, and when we get outside I want you to walk quickly towards the gate. We will get their attention when we get you through the crowd, and they will act when they feel like they are going to lose you.”

Anise swallowed hard, biting her bottom lip. She knew the reason for sending Kat alone.. It was safer and it was logical. The Santiago family wouldn't send them all out at once even in a real escape. What if the wolves had a trap of their own planned? She looked to Katerina, then to Tanzy, smiling in encouragement. So far she was still unarmed, but she wasn't worried. Bishop promised her a method of defending herself, she trusted his word.

Then Mira continued about Demetri's undeniable feelings for the white haired woman. “Demetri, you’ll probably be the best one to send her off. There was no missing your dance.” She smiled a bit at the statement, happy for Demetri and Katerina. Considering the situation she thought it was wonderful that Katerina found love even in these horrible conditions. Although they were caged, Katerina was still thriving. Anise felt her fist clench as she thought about it, envious of the other girl. She was doing exactly what Anise wanted. She was tired of just surviving. Anise wanted to be happy, she wanted to fall in love.. She wanted to exceed all expectations.

“I’m going to need you to calm yourself a little bit. We don’t need your panic to give us away. When this is over, you and I are going to look for Cassie. I’d assume you know where he would be, since you’ve been with him for how long. Okay?”

She felt a knot in the pit of her stomach as she thought of Castiel. There was so much Anise wished to ask the eldest Santiago, so much she wanted to learn about him, but all signs pointed to him being lost forever. She felt sick as she thought about someone being strong enough to kill Castiel, fear in her gut, but she kept a calm exterior, letting out a slow breath to keep her cool. She had to avenge Alice regardless of her anxieties. It was her duty as Alice's sister to make sure her murderer suffered.. Then after it was all over she'd give Alice a proper burial.

Anise smiled at Tanzy, "I think Lady Santiago means your heartbeat..." Anise blushed at her own words, thinking back to the ballroom. She'd been given the same advice by Mirabelle after Bishop's taunting. She noticed the confusion on Tanzy's face, wishing to keep everyone on the same page. Anise's uncertain expression shifted to looking at the wall, wishing to hide her feelings from the room, "I hope you two find him, and I hope he's alright.." She knew Tanzy was growing closer to the blonde than she, so she wanted to offer the kindest words she could muster, "I wouldn't wish what happened to my sister upon anyone."

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Anise's nod and smile, however brief, earned an approving grin from the redhead. Good, she wasn't as much of a weakling as he thought. Still, he could tell by her heartbeat and her averted eyes that he was still an intimidating force as far as she was concerned. Well, he could certainly say his little maid was an interesting one to be sure. Perhaps he had picked better than he thought.

The procedure decided, Bishop found no reason to object to the plans of his family, at least not as far as the bait was concerned. The only aspect that threatened to send him into an anxious rage or a furious fit was his brother escorting the help. Somehow by a sheer force of will, Bishop managed not to retaliate and object to his sister's suggestion, simply clenching his fists and scowling once more. As soon as Mirabelle moved on to Tanzy, he approached Demetri, placing a hand on his shoulder and squeezing once. "Watch yourself brother. You call me if you have trouble." he murmured just loud enough for his twin to hear. He didn't doubt his brother's strength or capacity. However, after how well the filthy dogs snuck in and already started killing, he wasn't about to take any chances. If his brother was distracted by his feelings or kindness towards the help, he wasn't about to let him out to fight alone.

As he contemplated his brother's facing the enemy, he remembered he had yet to give Anise a proper weapon. Thankfully, the family had quite a few weapons not only from human years, but specifically made and aquired for use against the filth known as werewolves. Turning to Anise, he wondered what type of weapon she'd be able to manage. "Shall I give you a dagger? Or does the little lady know how to use something else by any chance?" He had his doubts about how much weapons exposure she'd have, but it was worth asking he supposed.

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(OOC: Sorry it's not that pretty...doing what I can with the current power outages! I apologize x1000)

Demetri had to admit, he wasn't that worried by the fact that Reiji decided to run off on his own. Everyone in the Santiago bloodline knew of the blood that truly ran through his veins. He wasn't a Santiago at all. He was merely a family pet in Demetri's eyes. Cruel yes, but he wasn't that forgiving to the dark haired male, not after what he'd done to Castiel. Reiji destroyed perhaps Castiel's last chance at happiness and it wasn't something Demetri was willing to immediately brush under the rug, even when Reiji's life could be at stake.

“Now, you are going to gather your jacket from your room and your coin purse. We are going to send you out to the front gate. I need you to be calm when we walk through the ballroom, and when we get outside I want you to walk quickly towards the gate. We will get their attention when we get you through the crowd, and they will act when they feel like they are going to lose you.”

He couldn't help the uneasy feeling in his stomach, combined with the urge to feed again, though he knew he'd think with a clearer head hungry. Fed he'd be too lost in euphoria to pay attention to the upcoming battle. He wanted to be wide eyed for what was about to come. If he could help it, no more innocent blood would be spilled today. He clenched his fists, agreeing with Mirabelle, "They won't risk letting any of you escape." He agreed, as much as it pained him to continue with the current plan.

“Demetri, you’ll probably be the best one to send her off. There was no missing your dance.”

Demetri just shifted his body weight as Mira addressed his relationship with Katerina. It seemed that all his siblings enjoyed poking at his moment with the ivory haired woman. Since he revealed it, everyone seemed to talk about little else. He merely lowered his head with a weak smile before allowing a lighthearted chuckle to escape his lips, "What can I say? I never was the type of man to take things slowly." His voice was still laced with his cheerful demeanor, eyes looking between the maids one last time, "Try not to die.. I'm rather fond of each of you."

He zoned out a bit, playing with the glass of scotch in his hand, eyeing the bottle, but deciding against a second glass, placing his empty one next to the corked bottle. It wouldn't be wise to get plastered at a time like this...

“I’m going to need you to calm yourself a little bit. We don’t need your panic to give us away. When this is over, you and I are going to look for Cassie. I’d assume you know where he would be, since you’ve been with him for how long. Okay?”

He went to speak, but was cut off by Anise trying to translate it better for the pink haired girl to understand, seeing as she'd been given identical advise in the ballroom, "I think Lady Santiago means your heartbeat..."

Demetri's eyes glimmered, licking his lips before coughing to compose himself, "It's rather teasing to say the least... I understand you're doing quite well.. but we pick up on all subtle heartbeat irregularities.." His voice was soft and raspy, obviously taken by the overbearing scent of Tanzy's rushing blood. Though he wasn't pouncing, the wild card held his composure as well as he could, "My sister means well.. Just trying to protect you.."

"I hope you two find him, and I hope he's alright.. I wouldn't wish what happened to my sister upon anyone."

"That's rather sweet of you, little dove.." He trailed off, smirking a bit, "but Castiel doesn't go down without a fight. Someone is getting hurt with him if he's got to die.." Though his attention shifted to his twin's hand on his shoulder, his own squeezing the pale sibling's comfortingly, "I promise. You know we work best together.. We're always safest together.. That's how twins work.." He chuckled, "Then when this is all over..we'll have that village raid we mentioned before.."

"Shall I give you a dagger? Or does the little lady know how to use something else by any chance?"

As quick as he was given the warning, Bishop had scurried back to his maid, questioning her in her preferred weapon type. He smiled a bit, wondering if Bishop was afraid that she'd be stolen from him if he left her alone for too long. He then smiled to Kat and Mira, "Go get her things, then meet us out front.." He turned his attention to Tanzy, Anise, and Bishop, "We should head out and wait for them at the front gate. We need to hurry." He warned everyone, ushering for Bishop and the two maids to follow him. He chewed on his bottom lip, trying to keep his protective nature under wraps. He walked out, focusing on his breath to keep him calm, it helped him keep in control even though he wasn't required to breathe at all..

He opened the front doors, checking behind him to make sure the trio was behind him before continuing outside, smiling at the moon. Then it drew his curiousity. How were the wolves turning? Had they found a way to turn somehow on nights other than a full moon? The full moon wasn't expected until tomorrow night.. He was trying to figure out the situation. Maybe a witch..? A new curse..? He was baffled by the turn of events, but decided they'd find out after figuring out the identity of the Alpha. He leaned on the front gate, smiling to the two maids once they caught up to him, "We'll do our very best to keep everyone safe.. including you three maids."

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Anise felt she was growing more comfortable around the red haired vampire, though she wouldn't lie to herself and pretend he didn't leave an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. He was capricious, and she was still wary of his tendency of switching at the bat of an eyelash. She knew no matter how kind, or how gentle he appeared to become towards her, a violent nature lied buried underneath, endlessly seducing him to release it.

Anise smiled at Bishop as he approached his brother, though she felt melancholy towards the scene. She wished to embrace her own sister. She noticed he leaned in to whisper, turning her eyes from the men respectfully. She ran a hand through the hair she let down, disappointed that Tanzy's hard work didn't pay off after all.. She didn't even get to dance once. She lost her sister on a night that was supposed to brighten their situation, give them a break from feeling like pets.. tonight couldn't have started any worse for Anise if she'd given them a written blueprint of the worst scenario herself. Her violet eyes shut for a moment as she relaxed, emptying her mind as she awaited their departure. Though all she could manage was to shift her thoughts to the torture she had planned for the wolf who killed her sister. She was going to test their healing abilities quite a bit...

She silently chuckled, smiling afterwards, "Of course, I apologize, forgive me Lord Santiago.." She responded to Demetri, bowing respectfully. She knew the easiest way to offend Bishop was through Demetri.. so she quickly mended her mistake as best she could. She let her eyes flicker to Bishop, checking his facial expression, before they widened on Demetri's form. Village raid? They were going to slaughter an entire village of innocents? She felt sick suddenly, imagining them murdering frightened children and toddlers.. She looked between them in skepticism. She wanted some sort of verification that they weren't monsters.. She wanted to believe they were capable of redemption.. that something human still lingered in these...vampires.. She was at their mercy, she couldn't lose faith in the belief that everyone could be delivered from evil.. It was in her christian faith..

Anise blinked, nearly jumping out of her skin as Bishop approached. Her eyes shifted upon his frame frantically as he addressed her, asking her weapon of choice, "I've sword fought before with a few boys from my previous town... b-but I prefer daggers.. quicker and easier to hold on to for me.." She replied, still shaken by the fact that he could annihilate an entire village.

As he contemplated his brother's facing the enemy, he remembered he had yet to give Anise a proper weapon. Thankfully, the family had quite a few weapons not only from human years, but specifically made and aquired for use against the filth known as werewolves. Turning to Anise, he wondered what type of weapon she'd be able to manage. "Shall I give you a dagger? Or does the little lady know how to use something else by any chance?" He had his doubts about how much weapons exposure she'd have, but it was worth asking he supposed.

She waved to Mirabelle and Kat, praying that they'd be safe. She gripped the necklace Derrek had given her, sighing softly to herself, "It'll be okay.." she whispered to herself softly, before smiling over to Tanzy, "Have you ever used a dagger before?" She asked forcing her voice to be more energetic than she felt. It was forced, but it seemed everyone was forcing emotions tonight. Everyone was forced to pretend in order to survive.. Anise was just coping.. Though she could only bottle her reaction so long.. after the battle was over.. She'd likely break.. She'd shatter into a million pieces.. She doubted anyone could console her. None of them understood the pain of losing their literal other half.

Anise awaited her weapon from Bishop, giving up on anyone assuring her that they weren't ruthless child murderers... She closed her eyes again, scolding herself mentally for putting her trust into someone like that. If he could kill hundreds of innocents in a night... what would he do to her if he grew bored? What would he do for his own twisted entertainment? She followed behind Demetri blindly, not really paying much attention to her surroundings. She was so blinded by Alice's death that she'd actually put her faith in Bishop? She should have been praying to God.. not practically selling her soul to a demon.


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Demetri placed a hand on her shoulder, nodding, "Now don't think you can escape from me little dove~" He chimed out in a chipper tone, "No one can escape once I've fallen for them.." He whispered the last part, ending it with surprising words spoken softly in her ear, "I love you.. just in case I fail you... I.. wanted you to know that... It hasn't been very long...but something about your eyes.. It's like we've met before.." He tore himself away before his attitude could shift, smirking to himself.

"If you run away from me, remember I enjoy a good chase.." He chuckled, "Off you go, love~"

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Looking over at Anise, Tanzy felt her shoulders relax a tad, hoping her interpretation of the female vampire's words was correct. She returned the smile to the ebony haired girl, marveling at how composed Anise was after just learning her sister had been murdered. Stepping closer, she reached out a hand to touch her fellow maid's shoulder in comfort, about to try again to soothe the female when Demetri confirmed Anise's deduction. His soft, raspy tone made her hair stand on end, and Tanzy tried to keep a neutral face. Her heartbeat? He was simultaneously creeping her out and embarassing her by revealing he and the others could hear her very blood coursing through her body.

She was spared from answering, the male returning his attention to the others more as a collective. Tanzy was drawn back to Anise, shaking her head in answer to her friends' question. "No...I've held one and seen many made, but I've never used one for real." she admitted, looking down at the dagger Reiji had given her before lowering her voice and squeezing Anise's hand. "I...I know I can't replace her or bring her back. But, I'm here if you need anyone..." Tanzy whispered, giving Anise a gentle, sympathetic look before following Demetri's instructions to head out.

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Releasing Demetri's shoulder, Bishop appreciated his brother's presence and his calm and logical demeanor. His brother was what kept him sane in any sense of the word. The thought of a raid earned a hint of a smile. "Good. I'll hold you to that Demetri." he answered as he moved over to his 'little dove' as his brother christened them. He was surprised she knew how to handle a weapon at all, so it was a good sign when she said she had had some experience, however brief, in at least practicing with using such items. It was better than nothing. Approaching the weapons collection currently availiable and within reach, he plucked out a silver dagger not yet handed out. Satisfied, he handed it to Anise, placing it in her hands. "There. Keep this and use it on anyone who attacks you, understood? Keep close during the operation as my brother says. You better damn well live to take vengeance on the filthy mutts." Bishop felt his fists clench, his hatred of the werewolves stirring him on as he followed Demetri, Mirabelle, and the maids, eager to see them pay in blood.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Annabel Archer

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”Mmm, but Dante doesn’t trust just anyone to do his dirty work. My question is though, that why would Demetri leave his little loved one all alone out here for us, after he’s seen what I’ve done to the others… Must be tying up loose ends – this is the easiest way to get rid of you, is it not?"

Demetri could hear every word that Annabel spoke, causing his entire frame to shake, his fangs growing visable as he silently growled, containing his rage just long enough to catch the name of the Alpha. His eyes widened, rushing for Katerina at vampiric speed, though he was too late. He arrived just in time to see the male beta stabbed her before his eyes. "Bishop, Mira, don't let her get away!" He shouted about Annabel, keeping his promise to include Bishop in his fight while her scent was still fresh. Instantly rage overtook him as he charged the male beta, sinking his fangs into the unknown werewolf's throat, ripping his head off with a gruesome series of crunching and squirting noises. Demetri followed by spitting out the blood before it could enter his system, kneeling at Katerina's side with inhuman speed. The petty beta's corpse hit the ground around the same time as he met the ivory haired girl's side, Demetri scooping up her bloody frame, "I'm sorry... I.. I can't do anything for you.. you've been scratched... I-I can't turn you.." He would have cried if he wasn't trying so hard not to frighten Katerina, "You'll be okay.. you might turn..." He wasn't sure, there was a higher death rate than there was a survival rate with the werewolf virus. The toxin was harsh on the human body.. It was less than a fifty percent chance.. He knew it, but he didn't want to believe he'd lose her this soon.

"We got his name.. Mirabelle and Bishop will kill that blonde mutt for what she did to you..." His eyes widened as he felt her body growing colder, holding her wounds, practically trying to force the blood back inside his injured love. He froze as he heard her last words, his entire body quaking as he allowed his forehead to collapse against her abdomen, silently crying against Katerina's motionless body. The distraught redhead was in no shape to continue fighting.. He was still engulfed in shock.

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Anise nodded to Bishop, biting her bottom lip as he instructed her to kill anyone who attacked her, "G-got it.." She added nodding faster. She wasn't really sure if she could kill someone... she'd just have to pretend everyone that lunged at her was Alice's murderer. She gripped the dagger tight, finding her resolve. She bit on her bottom lip, "I'll do my best." She reassured her vampiric employer. She almost smiled as he mentioned her vengeance, but she couldn't help thinking about where him and Demetri planned to go after everything was finished here. She couldn't help but mourn the innocents that haven't died yet, the unsuspecting victims that were nestled up with their families at this very moment. Victims that wouldn't see their next birthday. Young women who would never experience their first kiss. She suddenly shook her head, clearing her mind. She'd started blushing at the thought of kissing... She'd still never experienced it..and now definitely wasn't the time to let her thoughts wander to the mystery of it.

She followed behind Demetri, replying to everything that the pink haired maid gave her to mull over, "Thank you Tanzy.." She smiled weakly, though it was all she could manage, "Don't worry about it.. no one could replace her so don't hold it against yourself..." She added, amethyst eyes shifting to look at her as they traveled, "When they come at you... please don't hesitate. Kill them, I don't want to lose you too.." She informed Tanzy before returning to Bishop's side until Kat and Mirabelle arrived.

She watched Kat's departure, but nothing else eventful happened other than Demetri's growing anger, which baffled her, until he disappeared right before her eyes, causing her to look to Bishop and Mira for guidance, "W-what?" She asked, before hearing howling in the distance. She squeezed her knife, letting out a slow breath, grabbing Tanzy by the hand to pull her closer, putting her back to her friend's, "We can be more alert this way.. No blindside... We're at a visual and auditory disadvantage as it is.. I don't want to find out how big that gap is.." She sounded scared, but was doing her best to protect herself and give her friend a fighting chance as well. She didn't want to burden Bishop, Demetri or Mirabelle... They had their own fight.. and judging by the howling there were several wolves.. if something was coming for them, Anise and Tanzy couldn't fight and run at the same time. Their reflexes weren't fast enough to run and fight the wolves.. The wolves seemed to have been one step ahead, attempting to rip the group apart. They left them a choice; Let the maids fend for themselves if they wanted to pursue Annabel.. Or lose Annabel's trail if they wished to ensure the survival of the maids. If they took the maids they risked endangering themselves and losing Annabel would still be on the table as a possibility.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago Character Portrait: Annabel Archer

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Reiji found himself escaping the mansion through the back door, picking up little Katerina's voice from the opposite side of the building, "Dante!" She screeched, obviously in pain, injured no doubt. He made his way towards the scene, bumping into an injured blonde, before spinning around and grabbing her by the throat, "Sorry love, didn't your precious Dante ever tell you it's dangerous for a woman to roam the streets alone..?" He asked, cooing in her ear, breathing on her neck menacingly, taunting Annabel, "I'm going to let my family rip you limb from limb.. and if you move.. I'll open you up and see just how much healing a werewolf's body can do.. I'll find out what parts you can live without.. I promise you it'll be much slower.." He gripped on her throat tightly, verifying he had no qualms killing a woman, "So I highly suggest you give them their vengeance.." Then his eyes fell on the knife in the blonde's gut, just as she attempted to claw into his arm, "Bad dog.." And he twisted the knife around in her belly agonizingly slow. Her voice could be heard by vampire and human ears alike as the dark haired Santiago tortured her.

"Bishop, Mira, don't let her get away!" This made Reiji smirk. He closed his eyes, continuing to harm the female wolf to subdue her until his angry siblings arrival. He knew there would be a lot of anger they wished to release and who was he to deny them their fill of violence for all this bitch has done? He pretended to pull the knife out, only to jab it in deeper. "I'm sorry... I.. I can't do anything for you.. you've been scratched... I-I can't turn you.. You'll be okay.. you might turn..." Demetri's concerned voice was actually making Reiji sick, it was like he was being forced to witness a bad play, tied to the seat with no choice but to watch the boring events. Though he just did his best to ignore his sapppy younger brother. I always did prefer Bishop and Angelo.. He thought to himself with a silent chuckle, keeping a firm grip on Annabel, with her arms held tightly behind her back now to avoid any deadly attacks.

"We got his name.. Mirabelle and Bishop will kill that blonde mutt for what she did to you..." Reiji sighed to himself in contentment as Demetri grew quiet. He left me out.. How perceptive of you Demetri.. I guess this means that she's dead. Finally some peace and quiet. He was starting to babble on like a love-struck teenager. Pathetic. Reiji rolled his eyes, smirking again. He knew he should have been disappointed, Katerina was his maid after all, but he just shrugged his shoulders. Maids could always be replaced. It was nothing to him if the ivory haired girl was dead.. just more work. They'd have to bury her.

"Belle, Bishop, are you going to make me hold this vile smelling dog all day!?" He called out, dragging Annabel carelessly to meet them half way, the impatient man growing irritated by all the waiting. He wanted to see the light escape her eyes and he wanted to see it now. He didn't care about brutalizing her, werewolf or not. Reiji could see no real need to be gentler to females than males. Food was food, enemies were enemies. They stood equal in his eyes.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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Katerina looked up at him, her hand coming up to grab a hold of his shirt, her fingers curling around the collar as she clung to him. She tried to tell him that she would be alright, but she couldn’t. She tried to tell him again that she loved him, afraid that he didn’t hear her and he wouldn’t know.

There was a kind of peace before death. A peace where the pain stops.. where time stops. A peace in where the world stops moving for just a moment. It's silent. She saw Demetri look at her with fear and regret in his eyes. She watched him wish that there was something he could do to save her, and all she wanted was to quiet him and tell him that everything was going to alright. She wanted him to know that she did this for him - so that he could be safe and protect his family. Kat hoped now that she would be forgiven and that she would be remembered. For what ever comes after death, Katerina would always belong to the man that held her and now her only wish was that he would remember her, and he would move on. She didn't wanted to be mourned. All Katerina wanted was for Demetri to move past this and love again. To find happiness again. There were stories that she wanted to tell him, and stories of his life that she wanted to hear. If only she could have just another day with him.. another single moment....

Suddenly her shaking stopped and she looked up at him one last time before her eyes finally closed, and her heart stopped beating.


Mirabelle’s heart broke for her brother. She could hear him, hear his distress. They should have never left Kat out there alone, realizing now that these wolves weren’t looking to play with their prey. They were on a mission, not a hunting trip. She kept close to the other two girls, sighing the slightest bit of relief as she heard Reiji.

“Always on top, Brother.” She spoke to him with a slight smirk and then wrinkled her nose in his direction, trying to keep her mood light, but all she wanted to do was run out there and comfort her brother. She wanted to hold Demetri and tell him that everything will be alright, but she couldn’t. She had no idea if he’d ever loved another, and one never heals quickly when love is involved. ”Get her to speak and tell you where Dante is. If we find him, we can find Cas and Angie." She said, looking over her shoulder to look at Anise and Tanzy. There weren’t too far from her grasp, and she knew that Bishop wouldn’t leave Anise.

Mirabelle kept her weapon hidden, considering they still had guests in the room who were completely oblivious to what was going on outside. “Reiji, what do we do? We can’t hunt them out. Not without making the group of us weaker, and we can’t let them inside. There are innocents in there. People that don’t need to know that our home has been invaded…” Mirabelle wasn’t much of a fighter. She could hold her own, sure, but she would have rather left to either come back with help or better tactics. Father never taught her how to fight, only mother taught her how to prepare meat and cook dinner for the men. She was taught to be polite and to stay out of the way, and yelled out when she was barefoot outside to rough house with her brothers.

Her family life may have been a century ago, but she still didn’t know what she needed to survive. She had more of an instinct to clean and heal wounds, than she did to kill another person, but she needed to be strong. Mirabelle needed to find what she had when she got away, when she first turned. Thinking of Cassie allowed her to do that – she was going to do all that she needed to do to protect her family, including the last two girls that her family cared about. She was growing to like them, but they wouldn’t be Kat.

Mirabelle shifted angrily on her feet as she looked in her brother’s direction, impatiently. She looked at Bishop, looking to see if he would protect them before she stomped off to meet her older brother, grabbing the blonde by the hair. She tore her head back as her brother held her and snapped in her ear.

”You sure as hell better tell me where they are, or so help me god you will never find the mercy of a peaceful death. I just got my family back, and there is no way that I will let you or your pack take them from me again." Mirabelle used her strength and kicked the girl in the knee, breaking her leg and making her fall from her brother’s grasp. ”I am not afraid of you…" Mira growled and picked up one of the girl's hands in a death grip, watching as Annabel tried to change, but couldn’t do so from the silver lodged in her gut. ”I swear I will rip every claw from your fingers, and every tooth out of your head if you don’t start talking!"

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Feeling rather bad for her poorly phrased attempt at sympathy, Tanzy was quick to rectify it, even though Anise didn't seem bothered by it. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to infer that anyone could ever replace her. But still, I'm here for you if you want." she murmured, nodding as Anise told her to kill any attackers. Holding her dagger up and keeping her back pressed flush against Anise's, she tried to not let the distressed vampire and the fallen maid distract her. Biting the inside of her cheek, it took immense willpower to try and appear calm. Their only possible advantage would be their weakness: being human, they wouldn't seem as much a threat, and thus, would be underestimated."Got it...S-stay close, and we'll not let them take us by surprise."

Tanzy hoped for a moment they might have luck on their side, but soon three werewolves caught the vampire's scent, approaching and lunging for the maids and the brothers. One for them, two towards Demetri.

A surge of adrenaline raced through the young woman, reminecent of a time long ago. She had felt this need to protect, this sudden burst of strength and effort before. Her baby brother was all of two, and as he was outside playing, a wolf came out to snatch the small defenseless prey. Tanzy had seen the attack, and, grabbing a sword from the small forge, had somehow slammed the heavy metal object down onto the predator, saving her brother's life, albeit he would bare the scars from the attack.

The same sudden panic, the instinctual reaction when faced with danger flared inside now, and she jabbed the knife out with both hands, trembling as blood trailed onto her hands from the stunned werewolf. Had she succeeded? She barely noticed the snarl, the howl of pain as her blade was stuck into the chest of her and Anise's attacker. "A-anise!" she gasped, hoping the girl was ok.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Katerina Rosario Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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Reaching the body of the newest maid just seconds after Demetri, Bishop froze, amazed by his brother's distress. Sure, he knew the other would be upset and was far more friendly than he himself was, but Bishop hadn't realized just how much Demetri liked the human already. Were he not feeling sorry for his twin, he'd find the scene almost disturbing. He certainly didn't understand his brother's taste.

He opened his mouth to remind his brother of the situation, deciding he'd have to play the mean role this time and tell his brother to grieve later. He never got the chance, Reiji's shout meeting his sensitive ears with ease, the redhead turning in the direction of the voice. Reiji found one, an important one it sounded like. Bishop was ready to kill them all.

He barely took a step when he looked back, seein Demetri lower his head and hold Katerina close. Mental alarms went off in his mind as he saw Demetri's crouched, prone figure. It was as Bishop feared: his twin would feel bad and allow himself emotion, and even though they were in the middle of a fight, he was distraught and occupied by grief. No way would Demetri be able to effectively protect himself like this. Damn it all!

As Mirabelle ran off to heed Reiji's summon, it sealed his decision in his mind. No way was he leaving his brother in such a dangerous position like this.

"No way in hell am I letting you die here Demetri! Dammit, I'm gonna kick your ass for this later!" he snapped, standing protectively by his twin. He looked up as he heard and smelled the approaching wolves, cursing under his breath. Drawing a silver blade, he mercilessly stabbed the first werewolf in the gut, followed by a slice to the neck. The second headed for Demetri, earning his wrath as well with a mighty blow to the head, Bishop using his strength to ram the knife blade into the creature's skull as though a hammer nailed in a stake. The howls of pain were music to his ears.

The other presence made him spin, eyes widening as he realized they were going for the maids, one of which was his personal little human he had yet to taste. He moved as though to attack, but to his surprise, instinct kicked in for the older maid to stab the ile mutt just in time. Well, at least she and his little pet weren't completely useless.

"Don't wander off! Get over here!" he snapped at the girls, not wanting to make his job any harder. Looking after his brother was one thing, but add two humans, and it was going to be a pain. But then again, they were worth something, and he did promise to let Anise have her revenge.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Image"Yeah, we'll be fine if we just keep our eyes sharp and our reactions quick.." Her voice was shaky, uncertain, but she was trying to remain strong for the girl back-to-back with her, for Alice's revenge. She had to be brave and she had to keep going... at least a little bit longer. She didn't have time to rest, to mourn the loss of her sister. Not yet at least, there was plenty of work to be done before anyone's head got to hit the pillow. Anise's eyes widened, tempted to aid Demetri, but then she'd be leaving Tanzy open for an all angle assault.


She mentally cursed, holding her ground, forced to trust in Bishop and Mira's ability and love for their brother. She watched as Tanzy struck down the wolf, and the beast reverted into it's human form, naked. She blushed, tempted to hide her face in embarrassment, but simply turned her attention away. It made sense, considering the transformation made their body bulkier.. Their clothes probably were ripped to shreds...

"A-anise!"

"I'm fine Tanzy, don't worry." She reassured the other made slowly guiding herself and Tanzy towards Demetri and Bishop, creeping in their current stance to avoid getting taken by surprise. Seeing as Mira continued on towards the Beta that attacked Katerina, they were even more vulnerable.

"No way in hell am I letting you die here Demetri! Dammit, I'm gonna kick your ass for this later!"

Anise jumped as Bishop snapped at his brother, her amethyst eyes softening at the scene. Poor Demetri...He didn't know her long.. but I guess Vampires feel emotion on a higher level than we do.. Anger.. Sadness... Love.. It all seems escalated and extreme with them.. Then she watched him take down the wolves, eyes widening at the last kill. The knife piercing it's skull so easily.. It was almost sickening, but she really felt no pity towards those horrible creatures...

She felt bad for him, especially since it seemed Bishop couldn't relate to his feelings. She sighed to herself, "I feel so bad for Demetri.." She whispered to Tanzy, knowing that both Demetri and Bishop would likely hear her. She could hear more howling, though it seemed further away this time. They had time to escape the scene if they all were as fast as what they'd just witnessed..

"Don't wander off! Get over here!"

Anise jumped once more as Bishop addressed them, dropping their battle tactic, "We better hurry... we don't want to make him angry." She warned Tanzy, scurrying off to follow his orders, but was taken by surprise halfway from Tanzy and to Bishop. Jumping over the gate to the estate was a moderately sized Beta, perhaps the lover of the wolf Tanzy had fell, because it was lunging at Anise with such malice, it sent a shiver down her spine.

"No!" She screamed out in a panicked tone, her mother's abuse flashing before her eyes as the sharp teeth grew closer, reminding her of the glass, of the time she'd tried to kill her own daughter.. She dropped to the ground, but instinct kicked in, she swung her knife as she cowered down, gutting the wolf in the process of avoiding harm, though she was now covered in blood, not that it was that noticeable on her clothes, considering her dress was already red.

Her skin was coated in a decent amount of blood, and she had to pull herself out from under it's body, the wolf was a young girl, not much younger than her in appearance. She walked over to Bishop and Demetri silently, still in shock, " I-I apologize.. We didn't mean to get left behind... Our chances are worse if we're running from them.. We're a lot slower than them.. I already underestimated how much.." Her tone was loud enough to clearly hear for once, but quite blank, still shaken by the close call. There was more to her story than she let on.. The way she reacted.. Her fear, fast reaction to a quick attack, she'd been through something similar to this before.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago Character Portrait: Annabel Archer

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Reiji was surprised when Mirabelle was the only one to meet him, but he gripped Annabel's throat roughly as he met his blonde little sister, "Nice to see you're in one piece, Belle." He smiled, almost a gentle expression, but it still looked wicked on the dark haired man's face. It just seemed impossible for Reiji to fully open his heart to anyone, especially in a public setting..

He kept his mouth shut otherwise, allowing his baby sister to do the talking. He'd chased her down, helped form the plan, gave the speech to the crowd in the dining hall.. He felt he should take some much needed mental rest before continuing their crusade. He smirked a bit at the struggling wolf, but closed his eyes to allow his mentality a small cool down. He noticed Annabel was still reluctant, so he held one arm painfully high upon her back while releasing the other, "Let's break a few fingers and see if the little wolf will loosen her lips a bit, sister." He chuckled, returning to his cruel and sadistic self. She already was screaming, he was on the verge of breaking her arm, while ripping it out of socket as well.

"No way in hell am I letting you die here Demetri! Dammit, I'm gonna kick your ass for this later!"

He could hear Bishop's angry words toward Demetri, realizing that his brother was mourning the loss of that wretched wench. It caused his nose to crinkle, but he chose to ignore his younger brothers for the time being. If they chose to throw themselves into the line of danger then so be it. Separating meant they could be ambushed easier.. and right now they needed information, not a rescue mission. He jerked her arm higher up, causing her to wail in agony, "Talk.. we don't have to kill you to get our revenge. Torture is far more relieving anyhow.." He hissed, "I can have a new test subject.. I've been meaning to try out my new wolfsbane concoction.." He warned, feeling her start to tremble in his hold, just as she felt Mirabelle was about to begin her own torture, the young wolf finally caved in, "Library! He followed Castiel and Angelo to some sort of library... A study I think... That's all I know!" She responded with tearfilled eyes.

Then he looked to his sister, a smirk on his face, "Let's wait for Demetri and Bishop.. We'll show her what happens when you mess with family.." Then he got an idea, "Actually I'm not patient enough, let's go to them. We got what we came for... We have to find Dante and end this... The rest will scatter like cockroaches once we dispose of Dante anyhow.." He grinned, nearly ear to ear. Reiji enjoyed violence, more than perhaps the twins if that was at all possible.

"Don't wander off! Get over here!"

He had just came upon the scene to watch Anise's little battle with the wolf, clapping afterwards. His red eyes scanned each of them, "Demetri, that's quite enough. We've given you time to mourn. Now get up! A man isn't allowed to cry this long, especially a Santiago. Didn't you learn anything from Edward?" He snapped at his brother, but mentioned their father's name so casually, though it was to be expected of the adopted, he wasn't Reiji's true father so it came more natural to him. Besides.. Reiji and Edward Santiago weren't on the best of terms. He hated Reiji, who was their mother's favorite next to Mirabelle. Their father preferred Castiel.. Angelo and the twins had been left out to dry by both of their parents. Their mother chose Reiji because of the twins being from their father's affair with a woman he met in the village.. She never truly accepted them as sons, Reiji was her revenge child. She adopted him and treated him lavishly, while ignoring the young red haired toddlers entirely. Their childhoods weren't perfect.. but for Reiji to bring it up... He was growing irritated with the amorous redheaded vampire.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago Character Portrait: Annabel Archer

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Most of the events were muffled to Demetri, though he did hear some of what happened after Kat's death. He heard screaming, growling, the sound of injured wolves. Then the events became clearer. "A-anise!" He heard Tanzy's concerned voice reaching out to her fellow maid, worry filling the young delicate girl's voice, fearful for her fellow human. She lost so much yet she was still fighting on even when none of the odds stood in her favor..

"I'm fine Tanzy, don't worry." Anise replied, even after losing her twin sister the shy, easily frightened maid still trudged on. She had nothing else to live for aside of avenging her sister, but she still was moving on, refusing to give up and lie down. He was the only one giving up and shutting down. He then heard his brother, eyes widening at Bishop's voice. He still had a reason to live on, he had to protect his brother, his baby sister, and as much as he hated him, Reiji was still like family.

"No way in hell am I letting you die here Demetri! Dammit, I'm gonna kick your ass for this later!"

He could hear Anise voicing her concern for him, causing him to grit his teeth. He wasn't so weak that he needed a human's sympathy! He was disgusted with what he'd become. He was lying there like a broken bottle, spewing all sorts of gooey emotions out.

"Let's wait for Demetri and Bishop.. We'll show her what happens when you mess with family.. Actually I'm not patient enough, let's go to them. We got what we came for... We have to find Dante and end this... The rest will scatter like cockroaches once we dispose of Dante anyhow.." He heard his brother, Reiji comment to Mirabelle. He was trying to regain his composure, wiping his tear stained face as Bishop shouted for the maids to keep closer to the small group.

"Don't wander off! Get over here!"

"We better hurry... we don't want to make him angry." He heard her warn the other girl, if it wasn't under the current circumstances he'd of laughed and called her out for such a comment. Though he was still heartbroken over the loss of Kat. He could still feel her cold in his arms. He still wanted to hold the young woman, apologize for not keeping her close.

"Library! He followed Castiel and Angelo to some sort of library... A study I think... That's all I know!" Annabel admitted, but for what reason Demetri was baffled. He was still going in and out due to the shock of losing Katerina.

"No!" The voice tore him from the destructive thoughts again, another wolf attacked, and this time it was after Anise judging by the horrified voice. She apparently killed the beast, because the pained sound of a canine followed soon after and he could still hear the dark haired girl's heartbeat pounding in her chest..

"Demetri, that's quite enough. We've given you time to mourn. Now get up! A man isn't allowed to cry this long, especially a Santiago. Didn't you learn anything from Edward?"

At the mention of his father, Demetri stood, emerald eyes glaring at the eldest before growling in a feral manner. He wasn't pleased. He may have been a bastard ignored by his own father, but he wasn't about to let Reiji, of all people, talk about his father. Reiji wasn't technically family, and had no right to tell him anything about Edward Santiago as far as he was concerned. He was tempted to lunge at the eldest, but seeing the blonde in his arms changed the red haired man's mind. He instantly redirected his anger toward Annabel. He instantly walked over, grabbing her by the arm and jerking, ripping the beta's arm clean off in front of everyone.

"Is this what you want Reiji!?" He snapped at the eldest, slinging the arm across the field as Annabel screamed in agony from the lost limb, "Rip her apart, make her scream, frankly I don't give a damn, let's just kill these disgusting abominations and get it over with!" He snapped afterwards.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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”Nice to see you’re in one piece, Belle.” She was greeted, and that made her own devilish smirk play against pale pink lips. Her older brother brought out a different side of her. With him, she felt more grown up – more like a woman that had a past that made her who she was. With Castiel, she still felt like the little girl that needed his comfort. She had begun to get antsy again when thinking about him with a need to leave and start the search on her own, but they were all her brothers and she wasn’t about to abandon them.

The female flinched at Reiji’s words to Demetri. She reached out for his free hand and tried to tug him back as if she was trying to tell him to lay off, but she didn’t say a word. The mention of their father put Mirabelle in a silent state, letting go of her adopted brother. The family always seemed to be divided and it was then when Reiji spoke their father’s name that she felt the slightest bit of resentment. As if he didn’t want to be a part of the family. She could remember all the memories of her childhood with him.. Remember the nights when he refused her because he didn’t like anyone in his room, though he would send her away with affection just to make her happy.

The screams that left the wolf’s mouth snapped her out of her thoughts just in time to watch Demetri tear the limb right off her body. Mirabelle quickly covered her mouth and her nose and looked away. Even if she was a creature that fed off the blood of innocents just to sustain her own life, the scene was more gruesome than she wanted it to be. Breaking a few fingers, a knee or two she could handle. Hell, she could do it herself, but the full removal of a limb was slightly too much for her.

”We should go and get inside. I think the time we have is crucial and we need to find Cassie and Angelo.” She looked to the two girls, wondering how scarred they would be from this before she looked at Bishop, then Demetri, and then Reiji feeling as if she was missing something extremely important from her time away. Everything was just happening so quickly and she wanted it to be over so that things could go back to normal and she could have her life back.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago Character Portrait: Annabel Archer

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Bishop turned back to face the maids as Anise cried out in alarm. For a second, he thought he'd have to go over and get rid of the mutt aiming for her, but to his pleasant surprise, she managed to react quickly and stab the bitch in time, getting her crimson dress all bloody. In spite of the situation, the vampire found the image of a blood-covered Anise to be aesthetically pleasing. It also stirred up what he thought was sated hunger. Well, he was definately going to have to remedy this as soon as they finished cleaning the filth from their home.

Frowning as his maid ran up, he nevertheless shook his head at her apology. "It's fine. You did well." Tilting her chin up for a second, he leaned closer to speak in her ear. "By the way...you are correct in assuming it is unwise to anger me. You're managing just fine, I expect you to continue to impress." Bishop released the ebony-haired girl, regarding her with a thoughtful look. She had definately been attacked and faced with danger before. No way would she react as instinctively if she had never seen conflict. He had little time to dwell on it, seeing Reiji and Mirabelle approach with their prey. Still intact to his disgust. He stepped up behind Demetri, glaring venemously at Reiji as he insulted and berated his twin. A growl met the words, snapping back angrily.

"You have some nerve to speak as you do, brother. What right do you have to talk to us about our father? Don't forget, you were let into this family, we can kick you out if we truly wanted to."

Bishop placed a hand on his brother's shoulder, squeezing it shoulder in comfort. As much as he didn't understand his brother's interest in the deceased Kat, he respected the fact his brother was just generally nicer and more feeling towards others. It was part of why he was so well liked.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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Reiji knew he was currently the bad guy in the, well, currently field, but he knew it was necessary. Demetri's grief was immobilizing him, turning him weak. If they wanted their brother back in one piece the only way he saw it happening was if he could feel something other than his pain. If anger was the only solution than Reiji would gladly tug at a few thin lines and step on a few toes to keep his family in one piece. He always did as he pleased anyhow, he had no reputation to sacrifice. Most everyone standing there hated or would come to hate him at some point. He gave Mirabelle a brief look, his eyes apologetic but he showed no other sign of emotion. He cast it away as quickly as it came, as if it had never happened in the first place. Someone had to be strong, make the hard decisions, do anything that had to be done to save their home. If he had to be the family villain, he was more than prepared. He didn't spend decades in solitude to lose his entire family in a single night after all. Reiji tensed as his brother angrily approached, he prepared to counter if needed, but once he realized Demetri's intentions he allowed the scene to play out. He needed to be angry, he needed his adrenaline rushing through him. He needed to rely on his instincts instead of his emotions if their plan was to succeed.

"Is this what you want Reiji!?" He snapped at the eldest who never lost the annoyingly pleasant grin on his face as the youngest brother slung the woman's arm across the field. Annabel screamed in agony from the lost limb but it changed nothing in Reiji's sadistic behavior, "Rip her apart, make her scream, frankly I don't give a damn, let's just kill these disgusting abominations and get it over with!"

The screams made the man laugh, smirking at his younger brother's capability for violence, "That's the Demetri I know and love! That's exactly what I wanted! Bravo!" He called out enthusiastically, "That's the man I need by my side if we plan to enact our revenge on these savages!" He added, a fire in his eyes as he grew more and more excited. He was worried for his brothers, but to Reiji there was nothing more invigorating than a good slaughter. He never felt more alive than when he was bathed in another's blood, "Didn't mean to bother you princess.." He spoke to Mirabelle, half teasing and half truthful. His red eyes scanned the three women before he continued his attempt at mending his ungentlemanly actions, "Next time we'll be more discreet... It's been a while since I've held the company of women." It wasn't a lie, Reiji often locked himself away for weeks at a time before he'd venture out to feed. He wasn't exactly a social person, even as a child, "Forgive me. I am a gentleman, but never forget we're vampires at nature, sister. Violence is a key component in our nature. At times we must embrace it and not a single person here has been sheltered from tonight's bloodshed." He also let his gaze fall on the maids, "I'm not fond of you, but I do apologize." He offered, which seemed to be sincere, though it was hard to tell. Even his family was kept at a fair distance, like he was scared they'd literally rip his heart out at the first sign of his guard lowering.

”We should go and get inside. I think the time we have is crucial and we need to find Cassie and Angelo.”

"Mother and Father were killed by these animals... I'm sure they'd of gotten around to informing you sometime or another..." He finally told Mirabelle, quite aware that now wasn't the time or place to reveal such an enormous shock, "I thought you had the right to know why Demetri felt the need to rip an arm clean from a woman's shoulder." He spoke loud enough for everyone to hear, including Anise and Tanzy. Reiji wasn't above instigating, and half his reason of returning was to stir up a little drama at his family home.. Now he'd get to see just what kind of woman his little sister had turned out to be. With the information that this specific pack had killed her parents, he couldn't wait to see what she'd respond with. Anger? Sadness perhaps? Intrigue me, Belle. You know I bore easily..

As he ushered for everyone to follow him across the yard, "Let's enter through the back.. it's close to Castiel's study.. Hopefully Dante won't see us coming... and hopefully Castiel has given him full Santiago hospitality.." He then remembered something that Bishop had said to him a bit earlier during his enthusiasm, deciding it was now time to put his baby brother back into his defiant place.


--Minor Flashback to earlier--

"You have some nerve to speak as you do, brother. What right do you have to talk to us about our father? Don't forget, you were let into this family, we can kick you out if we truly wanted to."

--End Flashback moment--


"Referring to earlier.. Nice threat, but you can't." Reiji chuckled in amusement, "I've got father's will.. and it says were something to happen to Angelo and Castiel, I become head of house." He replied, turning to face Bishop, a cocky grin on the elder male's face as he continued explaining, "Mother you see... didn't want the house going to Edward's bastards. She did get some say in the line of succession before she died.. So it is you who should watch their tongue, Brother. There are those you care for that are far more... vulnerable.." He taunted with a smirk as he referred to the twin redheads. He wasn't bitter toward the two, just reminding his younger brother that he didn't hold a proper place in the home either. Honestly the three siblings following him were his favorites, namely Bishop. He always loved an underdog.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago Character Portrait: Annabel Archer

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Tanzy felt a sigh of relief escape her lungs as Anise's voice assured her that she was ok. Ignoring the blood and the pained howls of the werewolves falling prey to the Santiago household, she nodded mutely to her fellow maid as they headed towards the twins, observing safety in numbers. Anise's cry renewed Tanzy's alarm, the female watching in horror and helplessness. To her amazement and immense relief, Anise proved herself quick-thinking and strong in the face of what would normally be certain death. However, something about Anise's reaction saddened the older female. Anise almost seemed as though she had been in a situation like this before. Had found herself faced with death.

Turning at the sound of approaching footsteps, Tanzy lowered the now bloddied knife she held as she caught sight of Reiji and Mirabelle. They both seemed unharmed, and she noticed with some apprehension they had dragged along a hostage. Perhaps it would help? Any such feeble hope was dashed as she saw the brothers argue, and they made it clear this was just another enemy to dispose of without mercy. The scream echoed in her brain as Demetri tore the arm from the restrained female. Tanzy had never really felt quite comfortable around the twin, but now, seeing him react so violently and so easily, she felt almost sick. Castiel was intimidating, but his brothers struck her as unpredictable and terrifying.

Tanzy jumped at Reiji's laugh, wide eyes turned to him now as he applauded Demetri. This was insane...How could they laugh at this? Sure, she suspected they wouldn't be terribly upset, maybe they wouldn't even care. She hadn't expected such brutality to actually amuse the vampires. She had been under the blissful delusion that they did what they had to, and what nature and survival dictated. She had surmised that vampires enjoyed their playing and their meals, but never did she suspect that pain was what was fun for them. For a moment, the human wondered if she'd faint.

Keeping her composure, she managed to snap out of her stunned silence upon hearing Reiji decide they would head to the study. Tentatively, the pale-faced Tanzy raised her hand up at shoulder height to indicate she wished for attention.

"I..I could go in first...I regularly go to m-master Castiel's study when doing my duties. I-I mean, wouldn't it cause more attention to go all at once? If there are enemies...I could...be a distraction so you can go find Master Castiel." she suggested softly.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago

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Mirabelle caught Reiji’s gaze, caught a look that she wasn’t sure was actually there. She studied him, watched his lips as spoke, his fangs as he grinned. “I find moans of pleasure, as I take their life for mine, much more satisfying than screams. It’s like they are thanking you as you bask in the feeling of their blood on your chin, their warmth for your own.” Mirabelle sighed the slightest bit, letting her tongue flick against the fangs that last tasted Kat. ‘To feel a heart beating as if it was your own, right before it stops.” Mirabelle continued as if she was simply stating old memories that she had missed.

When she found her family, there was a part of her that thought things would go back to normal – as if they weren’t monsters. She thought that she could go back to needing Castiel’s comfort just like the day she left, only to be pushed away. Maybe that was exactly what she needed – she needed to grow up, and tonight was as good night as any.

Belle struggled to keep her cool when she found out the same thing happened so long ago. The same thing that was tearing her family apart now was the same thing that took her mother from her. Mira’s toes curled tightly in her shoes and she took a deep breath through her nose to try to soothe herself, only to regret that action as her head filled with nothing but the scent of wolf – which only made her angrier.

Her eyes darted quickly to Tanzy when she spoke up, and Mirabelle reached out and grabbed her arm, yanking her forward. “You better start walking. And fast.” She demanded with a bit of a snarl. “And if you’re so willing to go in alone and end up with the same fate as Kat, then I will be more than happy to feed you to my brother if that’s what it takes. Now, move!”

Mira had been seeing red. Having been away for so long, there was nothing that she could do to protect her parents. Sure as a woman, that wasn’t her job but that no longer mattered. Belle was a vampire – strength and speed have been given to her, and tonight may have been the night that she would learn her full capabilities. The sadness and compassion she felt for her brother and for Kat only fueled her anger.

Mirabelle did pause and looked to her three brothers, stopping at Reiji. Even if she was being over emotional at the moment, she still looked for their guidance and paused just long enough to wait for Reiji’s input. If going the way that she was going was going to mess things up for them, she would listen to him, but if he didn’t have anything to say, off she went with her fingers curled into fists so tightly that her nails drew blood from her palms.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago Character Portrait: Annabel Archer

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Anise could feel Bishop's ravenous gaze on her, causing her to avert her gaze. The expression on his face made her feel uneasy, realizing her days remaining unbitten were numbered. She'd been lucky up until now, though it seemed her luck was fading fast. She quietly cleared her throat, shifting her weight uncomfortably, she stood in front of him awaiting the next directions. They had the woman who attacked Katerina, so she wasn't sure what their next step was going to be. Things were going better than she expected, despite Katerina's death. She imagined the plan to be a literal blood bath. She'd lost her trail of thought as he broke the touch barrier, causing the maid to close her eyes nervously. He's.. He's going to.. R-right now?! She panicked, tensing up. As Bishop grew closer, she felt the suspense roll her stomach in knots. She began feeling nauseous.

"It's fine. You did well. By the way...you are correct in assuming it is unwise to anger me. You're managing just fine, I expect you to continue to impress."

She calmed as he let go of her, moving next to Tanzy once again. She felt more comfortable with her fellow maid, the next events reminding her just how dangerous the owners of Castillo de la Muerte were. She saw Demetri rip Annabel's arm from her body with one swift tug. She would have thrown up, had the gore been something new. She remembered picking glass out of her arm stitching the wound.. Blood and breaking bones were nothing she hadn't seen and heard before. She flinched at Bishop's anger, getting nervous and glaring knives into Reiji's skull. He was only making her job harder. If he angered Bishop he'd only be that much rougher with her. She'd escaped his wrath with grace currently, but she didn't want to be on the receiving end of his cruelty and physical strength. One scar was enough in her opinion. She didn't wish to add more to her pale skin.

"You have some nerve to speak as you do, brother. What right do you have to talk to us about our father? Don't forget, you were let into this family, we can kick you out if we truly wanted to."

Reiji's adopted? She thought surprised, though she almost kicked herself for not realizing it before. He looked nothing like the rest of the family, though as she looked to the twins, she realized they held no resemblence either. It was dropped almost as quickly as it was thrown in the air, surprise engulfing the ebony haired maid. I wonder why Reiji didn't retaliate..? He seems to have quite the temper as well..

"Didn't mean to bother you princess.."

Reiji's halfhearted response almost made Anise scoff. How was he so aloof about a woman's arm getting torn off? Werewolf or not, it had to be agonizing.. Her screams told enough of the pain to more than frighten her, she knew Tanzy was surely frightened as well. Her suspicions were verified as she allowed her amethyst eyes to flicker over to the blossom haired female. She gave the other human a weak smile, wishing she could comfort her. Though she was sure anything she wanted to say would anger at least one Santiago sibling, so she decided to save it for later.

"Forgive me. I am a gentleman, but never forget we're vampires at nature, sister. Violence is a key component in our nature. At times we must embrace it and not a single person here has been sheltered from tonight's bloodshed. I'm not fond of you, but I do apologize."

"It's nothing worth apologizing for.." Anise lied with the best smile she could muster. She left her reply at that, wishing to keep her promise to Bishop. She had no interest in the dangerous dark haired male. He frightened her to no end, every fiber of her being screamed at her to flee.

"Mother and Father were killed by these animals... I'm sure they'd of gotten around to informing you sometime or another..."

Anise's eyes widened in disbelief as Reiji 'accidentally' let out the information of their parent's deaths. How could he do that to Mira at a time like this? She needs a clear head! She'll be enraged for at least the remainder of the night! She thought, wishing she could cross the clearing and punch the dark haired man in the face. She settled with clenching her fist, biting the inside of her cheek as she gave the newest edition a hard glare. She already hated this man with a burning passion, that much she was certain.

"Let's enter through the back.. it's close to Castiel's study.. Hopefully Dante won't see us coming... and hopefully Castiel has given him full Santiago hospitality.." Her anger subsided as Reiji mentioned Castiel, nodding slowly, finding one thing she could agree with him on. I hope he's alright.. she thought, clenching her fists again as she prayed for the blonde vampire's safety.

"Referring to earlier.. Nice threat, but you can't. I've got father's will.. and it says were something to happen to Angelo and Castiel, I become head of house. Mother you see... didn't want the house going to Edward's bastards. She did get some say in the line of succession before she died.. So it is you who should watch their tongue, Brother. There are those you care for that are far more... vulnerable.."

Anise's skin crawled as she felt the malice in Reiji's words. He was threatening her without even offering the courtesy of eye contact. Then she was also dropped with the bomb that Bishop and Demetri were illegitimate. Though the fact that they had red hair while Mira, Castiel, and Angelo all had light hair made sense.. She understood now why Bishop warned her to avoid his brother.. Reiji was the cruelest from what she'd recently gathered.. He didn't bother to hide his animalistic nature.

"I..I could go in first...I regularly go to m-master Castiel's study when doing my duties. I-I mean, wouldn't it cause more attention to go all at once? If there are enemies...I could...be a distraction so you can go find Master Castiel." she suggested softly. Anise went to nudge her and talk her out of the notion, but Mirabelle had already roughly snatched the girl from her reach.

“You better start walking. And fast. And if you’re so willing to go in alone and end up with the same fate as Kat, then I will be more than happy to feed you to my brother if that’s what it takes. Now, move!”

Anise instantly gasped out, looking to Bishop and Demetri for assistance. She couldn't stop Mirabelle on her own.. but she couldn't just let Mira feed Tanzy to Castiel.. Tanzy was her only friend left in the Castle.. Without her fellow maid she'd be lost.. especially after losing her sister.. "I've never asked a single selfish request from you since I first arrived at Castillo de la Muerte... I've apologized for my sister's wrongdoings.. offered to take her place for punishments.. and filled in for her chores she's neglected.. I only beg one thing of you.. Please don't let Tanzy die..?" She finally whispered, switching her gaze to the ground, feeling uncomfortable. She hesitantly followed behind Reiji, Mirabelle, and Tanzy, praying that Demetri and Bishop would accept her plea and help the innocent girl being figuratively drug to the slaughterhouse by their vampiric sister.

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Glaring at Reiji, Bishop growled low in his throat as the elder male proceeded to contradict him with smug satisfaction, seething at there being any truth to his words. Standing beside his twin, Bishop pointed an accusing finger at the smug prick who dared to rub their noses into any superiority, imagined or otherwise. "Are you threatening me brother? Surely you know better..." he hissed through clenched teeth. Aside from this challenge and a disgusted look thrown his sibling's way, he made no move to retaliate or challange him. He was being rudely reminded of why Reiji pissed him off so much. Bishop could respect him to a degree, but he sure as hell didn't care for his company. Castiel at least wassn't an annoying, self-assured and shove-it-in-your-face asshole. Reiji...was definately someone you could classify as an asshole. A well-presented, sophisticated, deceptively charming, and intelligent one perhaps, but an asshole none the less.

Bishop's gaze only returned to his maid as she forced a smile, telling the asshole in question that he needn't apologize. He arched a brow ever so slightly, wondering if she actually thought anyone bought that blatant lie.
An interesting thing his human was, he had to give Castiel credit for that much. Neither Tanzy nor Mirabelle got his attention, save for a mental snarl at Reiji for bombarding their only sister in such a manner with the sudden information about their family. She could be told afterwards. He vaguely wondered what the hell was wrong with the older brother, his less than kind musings interupted by Anise's pleading voice. Pleading? He couldn't recall her doing that before, especially not in regards to a request. Sure, she fretted for her sister, but she never asked for anything.

Regarding the ebony haired girl with an unreadable expression, Bishop suppressed a smirk, allowing her only a curt nod. "Hm. Very well, I'll see if I can indulge you." he remarked with a shrug, only to give Anise a thoughtful look. "Of course, I will eventually have something for you to do for me. Quid pro quo."

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"Referring to earlier.. Nice threat, but you can't. I've got father's will.. and it says were something to happen to Angelo and Castiel, I become head of house. Mother you see... didn't want the house going to Edward's bastards. She did get some say in the line of succession before she died.. So it is you who should watch their tongue, Brother. There are those you care for that are far more... vulnerable.."

Demetri wasn't really interested in the Santiago line of succession, but the mention of their lineage made him snarl. It was none of Reiji's business that he and his twin were bastard children. We've been reminded for centuries, must you stomp an old topic further into the dirt? He thought to himself growing irritated with his sibling's willingness for internal conflict. They were falling straight into the palms of the wolves. None of them could agree on anything at the moment and reasonably weaker if this behavior continued. His eyes widened slightly as Reiji indirectly threatened Anise's well being to provoke Bishop. He finally snapped, "Enough! This is ridiculous! We can't continue these childish games if we wish to find our brother." He finally replied, messing up his usually graceful hair.

"Are you threatening me brother? Surely you know better..."

Bishop as always handled his situation by himself, though Demetri couldn't help his previous outburst. It was like breathing to protect Bishop, regardless of the circumstances. He loved all of his siblings, but Bishop always came first in his mind. He'd die for his brother without a second thought on the matter. He could see the anger in the other flame haired male, giving a reassuring smile, hoping it would pose as some sort of comfort for Bishop. He really had no words to scold Bishop with.. How can I reprimand him for something I also believe?

He merely chuckled at Anise's attempt to lie to Reiji, but did his best to not make a spectacle of the girl's polite attempt. At least someone is attempting to get along with our obnoxious brother.. He thought in an amused manner. He nearly laughed again, but decided it was better to keep his humor to himself considering their current situation. He was following his siblings, debating on whether it would be wise to attempt talking Mirabelle out of baiting yet another one of the help. Even if Castiel was famished.. couldn't he feed from both maids to avoid another pointless casualty? He felt his mood dampening even further as he thought about the deceased. He was the happy one, yet all he wanted to do was sulk in his room and forget this miserable existence.

"I..I could go in first...I regularly go to m-master Castiel's study when doing my duties. I-I mean, wouldn't it cause more attention to go all at once? If there are enemies...I could...be a distraction so you can go find Master Castiel." she suggested softly.

He watched Mirabelle thrust the girl onward, whether willing or not, causing him to frown a little in disapproval. He was all for the survival of his brothers, but not at the cost of someone he'd grown fond of... He'd already lost Katerina... he didn't want to lose Tanzy as well.

“You better start walking. And fast. And if you’re so willing to go in alone and end up with the same fate as Kat, then I will be more than happy to feed you to my brother if that’s what it takes. Now, move!”

Anise's pleading awoke Demetri's more playful curiousity however, causing his eyebrow to quirk in her direction. Well this is an odd turn of events.. Oh, nevermind.. she's pleading for her friend's life.. I could see that coming from her.. He thought with a grin, finding entertainment in her discomfort. Demetri found delight in the simpler things, that much was true, but he still held a dark core like the rest of his siblings. He was still capable of their violence, if not more

"Hm. Very well, I'll see if I can indulge you. Of course, I will eventually have something for you to do for me. Quid pro quo."

Bishop seemed just as amused, causing Demetri's to turn his attention to his brother. Accepting a request so quickly? I wonder.. What is it you're asking of her in return? Is it merely to feed... or something else? He smiled as they made their way inside, following Reiji quietly until they were merely two corridors away from the library.

"I don't agree with sacrificing Tanzy... I love our brother dearly...but he'd never forgive himself for killing her. Albeit her thoroughness can be a bit unnerving at times, he still was fond of her usefulness.." Demetri's voice was stern as he quickly slipped to the front of the group, making sure he couldn't be easily ignored. His speed was nearly beyond comprehension of the human eye. If Tanzy and Anise even blinked they would have missed the motion entirely.

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The sudden grab on her arm elicted a gasp of surprise. While she hadn't really been expecting much of anything after her offer to be the first to enter the study in search of Castiel, Tanzy had not expected the Santiago sister to grab her so fiercely. Nor did she expect such anger. The young mistress had snarled at her before demanding Tanzy go. For a second, the young human stood there staring at the blonde vampire before her. She understood the girl loved her family, and particularly seemed attatched to Castiel. Tanzy even understood that everyone, herself included, probably were in a heightened state of stress this night. However, did Mirabelle have to be such a bitch about it? Tanzy had offered, and she wasn't about to deny the family help.

Her opinion of the young mistress greatly diminished from politely aquainted to mere tolerance and acceptance, Tanzy pulled away with a nod. "Yes M'lady...you needn't growl at me." Tanzy answered simply, not allowing herself to sound argumentative or snarky, simply matter-of-fact. Looking away from Mirabelle, Tanzy walked along with the vampires and Anise, tense and filled with uncertainty. Heart hammering in her chest, she suddenly turned to Anise as the fellow maid pleaded with the vampire brothers to keep her safe. Shock, then a greatful, tender smile lit her face. Such a sweet friend Anise was, and Tanzy truly looked after her like a sister as well. She was even more surprised to hear Bishop agree and Demetri argue against it as well. She still found Demetri creepy, but she could definately appreciate him a bit better. Bowing her head to the brothers in appreciation, she then approached Anise.

"Anise, you really are such a sweetheart. I'm sorry for worrying you." Tanzy moved for a hug, kissing Anise's forehead before turning to head towards Castiel's study. She was anxious to find him, though a part of her wondered if he would be allright. He was undoubtedly strong, but was it possible he had been defeated? Surprisingly, she found herself hoping and praying he was also ok.

Stepping as quietly as she could, Tanzy inched in front of the vampires towards the door. She tried to keep her hand from trembling, but it gave a little shake in spite of her mentally telling her body not to. Thanking the heavens the coast seemed clear for a moment, she took the opportunity to grab the handle and push down, opening it slowly in hopes of keeping from being discovered.

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Reiji, content with the chaos he'd created amongst his siblings, merely grinned at Demetri's attempt to rally them together again. He reminded him of a hatter, urgently attempting to restore his favorite hat to it's former glory. No matter how much Demetri attempted to stitch the family together, it consequently would always fall apart as long as Reiji was around to cut the threads, tearing it apart one thread at a time. This was Reiji's angry existence, his own form of revenge. They all had so much, each was related by some right, except him. He had no blood family, nowhere he truly was welcome. He was an adopted son, lower than a bastard by all rights. He was angry, far beyond consolidation. Nothing any of them could say, could offer, would ever change his mind.

"Enough! This is ridiculous! We can't continue these childish games if we wish to find our brother."

Demetri's words caused the current eldest to shift his weight uncomfortably, yes he wished to defeat Dante, but Castiel and Angelo's well being was the least of his concern. Though he didn't necessarily hate them, they were pieces on the chess board that were in his way.

Mirabelle reacted exactly as he'd wanted, taking her rage out on the pink haired female help, enlarging his grin. He wasn't concerned about either of the petite maids either, whether they lived or died was irrelevant to him, they were merely pawns that weren't necessary for the endgame. He ravished in his little sister's aptitude for violence.

“You better start walking. And fast. And if you’re so willing to go in alone and end up with the same fate as Kat, then I will be more than happy to feed you to my brother if that’s what it takes. Now, move!”

"Anything to ensure Castiel's safety, right love?" He added, taunting Tanzy. His crimson eyes glimmering with malice. He had no intention of letting her throw herself to revive the most important piece on the opposing side, Castiel, as horrible as it sounded was the enemy's Queen in this game. He needed him gone, permanently and no one, not Mirabelle, not Tanzy, and definitely not his bastard brothers would stop him. They'd have to shove a stake in his heart if they wished to end his mission. He wouldn't stop until he took the throne of Castillo de la Muerte.

"Yes M'lady...you needn't growl at me."

"Humans don't respond well to threats, but I think we all understand your situation, Belle. It hurts to have ones you love keep secrets from you. I'm sure we all have felt that once or twice." He responded, fueling the fire in his sister, careful to not let her anger burn out.

"Hm. Very well, I'll see if I can indulge you. Of course, I will eventually have something for you to do for me. Quid pro quo."

Bishop, you're nearly as much of a sucker for a cute face as Demetri, how do you two let these women wrap their talons around you so easily? Don't you two realize they've no need for their own power, they've got you so blinded, weak.. They're in complete control at the bat of a doe-eyed lash. He shook his head for a second before smiling to Tanzy, "That's it, go on." He urged her, content because he could smell Castiel's blood, a lot of it. Though Angelo's scent overpowered the room. The intensity brought Reiji to the conclusion that the second eldest was undoubtedly dead.

"Anise, you really are such a sweetheart. I'm sorry for worrying you."

Like worrying is the biggest problem we're facing tonight.. He nearly scoffed at the humans way of thinking. They were so stuck on the smaller picture that the rest of their problems simply rode on the sidelines until they mercilessly ran them off the road. Humans were such an easy kill.

"I don't agree with sacrificing Tanzy... I love our brother dearly...but he'd never forgive himself for killing her. Albeit her thoroughness can be a bit unnerving at times, he still was fond of her usefulness.."

Demetri spoke up, causing his eyes to roll, "Well that's a pity because she's already made her choice." He sighed, growing tired of his siblings overgrown ability to care for vermin. He quickly followed behind Tanzy, placing a hand on her shoulder, leaning down and whispering in her ear, "Boo..." he whispered enticingly into her ear before drawing back. He stepped inside, slipping by her with barely an inch between the two of them. He looked around the room, locating Angelo's body and approaching slowly, "Angelo, you poor bastard.." He muttered, feeling a small pang in his chest. He did care for that brother, quite a bit actually, well for his standards anyway. He knelt down, closing Angelo's wide eyes, "You've earned it brother, sleep well.. You've finally escaped this life you've loathed for so long.. But your pain shall not go in vain, it's time for a wolf to die!"

He rose, a skip in his step as he followed another blood trail around the room, and back out the door, "Ah-ha~" He chimed in a too happy way, especially considering one of his brothers were dead, and the other was still missing, only a blood trail that ended a foot in the opposite direction of the one Reiji faced, "This one is Dante's...I'm pretty sure he's the only one who could have bested our brothers.. and thankfully I'm assuming our brother's have injured the pesky Alpha who thought he could exterminate our family.. Time to kill the Beta, she's dying anyhow.."

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The false sensation of a heartbeat swelled in her chest, while adrenalin flooded through her veins when the pink haired female simply dismissed her. Her sanity was still there enough to allow herself control – control that would keep the female maid alive. Mirabelle shifted on her feet and let out a deep breath through flared nostrils when Tanzy apologized for worrying Anise while she walked – walked! – towards the house. They were all moving awfully slow for the situation. Since she had promised earlier in the night that she would be safe, Mirabelle opted not to rush into their home without the rest of her family.

"Humans don't respond well to threats, but I think we all understand your situation, Belle. It hurts to have ones you love keep secrets from you. I'm sure we all have felt that once or twice." Reiji said to her.

“They may not respond to threats, but maybe a little violence will make the situation more… dire.” Mirabelle spoke in a tone that was obviously forced to be calm. With that statement, Mira grabbed a hold of Tanzy’s arm – perhaps a little too rough – and shoved the girl forward. “I said fast, didn’t I?” She snapped and took long strides at a quick pace, her arms extended as she pushed the girl forward and into the home, giving a slight shove as if to tell her to keep moving towards the study. Mirabelle looked at Demetri, finally taking a minute to attempt to calm herself.

“Sacrifice? What if we call it suicide? She did say that she would distract them, didn’t she?” Mirabelle muttered. “I would do it for all of you. It will always be the five of you before anyone else…” Mirabelle said and looked at the three of them that were still together. “If it was my life or hers, I hope that you would choose family. We are, and will always be family. All of us.” Mirabelle watched as Tanzy opened the door, keeping her distance as not to get in the way of the men. She watched Reiji approach the maid and then move inside. She could feel her body tremble, a mix between anger for what was happening to her family, and the fear of what was in that room. The stench that escaped was so strong, she knew that Angelo had to be gone, but what about Cas?

Trying to figure out if she wanted to peek into the room or not, she decided that it wasn’t a sight that she needed to see. It wasn’t something that she needed to remember Angelo by, but where was her other brother? Was he in there without so much blood loss? Broken neck perhaps? She didn’t know anything about this pack and their fighting style. When she didn't hear Reiji say anything about Castiel, she spoke a silent prayer for Angelo, but the sadness off his loss wasn't enough to calm her.

”The Beta? That bitch is mine.” Mirabelle mumbled and kicked off her shoes, leaving them there in the hallway. She lived her life without them, and didn’t need them now. “You find the Alpha. I’ll meet you guys in a little while.” Mirabelle spoke before she vanished. There was so much going through her head – so much anger, sadness and hatred for the werewolf race, that it was really messing with her emotions. She struggled to keep calm. In any other situation, she would have been fine but when it came to her family, she tended to be a little irrational – her actions towards Tanzy as proof.

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Tanzy bit back a cry of disapproval as Mirabelle grabbed her roughly, shoving her forward with another curt order hissed at her. The human's opinion of the blonde girl was dwindiling with each word she said, clenching her teeth as Mirabelle declared her love for her brothers. It would have been well and good in her eyes, had the young mistress not followed it up by emphasizing her brothers that they were a family and she should take priority as family after the brothers. Well, obviously they would help their sister, she needn't make a point of harassing them about what they would naturally be inclined to do. Tanzy ignored Mirabelle, eyes forward as they entered the study.

The sudden sickly sweet scent of blood was almost overwhelming, but the human managed to dismiss it as not of primary concern. Her eyes had only begun to scan the room when a sudden touch and a male voice echoed in her ear.

Startled and wary of an enemy being nearby, Tanzy reacted on auto pilot, spinning around and slapping at the face of the individual who snuck up on her. Missing one Reiji Santiago's by a hair as he passed her by, the human was simultaneously relieved and embarassed. She watched him approach his fallen brother, respectfully closing the eyes and murmuring to the pale Angelo. Were was Castiel though? Despite the mess, it seemed Castiel wasn't here either. Tanzy was at a loss, unsure where else he could be. If he had been killed, would it not make sense to leave his body as evidence and as a crushing blow to morale?

Any further thoughts on the matter were pushed aside as she caught the almost cheerful body language of Reiji as he inspected the room and commented on the scene. As it was with Castiel before, Tanzy's mouth opened up before her brain fully processed her words in the rush of feelings.

"W-What's wrong with you?! You're family is in danger and your brother is dead, and you're prancing about as if this is some glorious battle! H-have you no shame? No respect for the dead? Now might not be a time to mourn, but how can you just skip around and talk of fighting and not where your missing brother could be? Do you even ..."
Tanzy trailed off, eyes wide as saucers as she realized she had let her thoughts and emotions get the better of her. She hadn't chewed her words before saying them, and now she'd pay for it. Once you said something, you couldn't take it back.

"I-I-I...I'm sorry sire. I know there's no excuse for it. I seem to have forgotten my place so easily. Forgive my outburst, it was disrespectful and rude." She could feel the blood drain from her face as she went over her words in her head. Would he punish her family for this? Would he hurt Anise?
Tanzy looked up, trembling as she continued, softer. "I-I'll accept whatever punishment you deem fit...please, just...punish me and don't harm Anise, regardless of how you think of her. Please don't make my family suffer for my mistake." Biting her lip, the human waited for what she was sure would be death, or torture.
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Bishop felt his eyes narrow at Reiji as he contemplated what exactly his brother was thinking about. He knew that look, the one of disgust and distain. If Bishop were to guess, the older male was viewing him as weak. Weak and not worth his attention. Reiji never hid what he thought of humans, so it was easy to figure out why. The red head had half a mind to explain himself. He wasn't some lovesick puppy! His human was interesting, and he still needed her for sustenance. Besides, keeping her happy would make her taste better. Fear was a fun taste. Depression and mourning, hopelessness left a bitter, unpleasant taste, so if keeping Anise's friend alive made her cheerful or sustained some hope, he'd do it.

However, he likewise didn't fancy sounding like he was defending himself, so he kept silent for now, following and nodding in agreement with his twin. They were not going to find Castiel if they carried on as they currently were.

Upon entering the room, he wrinkled his nose and felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise, the stench of death not pleasing as it usually would be. His brother's blood seeped into his nose, almost enough to make him sick. Watching Reiji inspect the room with Tanzy, Bishop felt his hatred of the wolves grow, festering into something vile and ugly as he imagined their demise. They would pay for such atrocities against the Santiago family! He almost felt like saying a prayer for Angelo in his mind, but he couldn't. He hadn't thought like that in a long time. It wasn't right that Castiel wasn't the one telling Angelo good-bye, closing his eyes. Instead, Angelo was being sent off by an intelligent, sadistic prick who was adopted into the family.

Tanzy's outburst earned her a look of surprise, then a glare. Stupid human. Was she trying to get herself killed? Anise might lose her friend at this rate.

"You really thought to question any of us? Mind your tongue, lest someone rip it from you. I already agreed to try and keep you alive as a playmate for my human, but my brother's may not be so forgiving." he growled.

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Dante managed to get himself away from the action, though he knew he had very little time to recover. His wounds weren't quite finished mending themselves, but time was running out. It wasn't long before the remaining siblings would track him down. He'd ensured the death of two, but there was still four more he was determined to vanquish. His job wasn't done. He couldn't die here, bleeding the rug, whimpering like an abused pup. He couldn't help it though, his body's trembling, it was going into shock despite his attempts to stand once more. His mission wasn't over, he couldn't just lie down and wait for his execution.

The dark haired man wiped his forehead, arm drenched in sweat afterwards. He cried out , feeling his ribs agonizingly mending themselves. The pain was nearly unbearable. The crunching noises of his body were grotesque to say the least, to the uninformed eye, it would appear that he was closer to dying than recovering from his wounds. His eyes glimmered a deep magenta as his inner wolf took over, beginning to shift his form. He'd somehow managed to make it halfway across the castle, but he eventually collapsed from the pain. He pulled himself up, feeling his bones morph, crack, and his gums began to bleed profusely as his teeth grew and sharpened themselves. In his wolf form the pain would be diluted, and his healing could progress more copiously.

He knew that Annabel was near death, ontop of his beaten ribcage, he felt every single death of his pack, one of the downsides to being Alpha. He could feel her pain, his shoulders were on fire. Annabel, you've failed me. He thought to himself, screaming out from the entwined pain of his recovery and transformation.

They were coming, and whether or not he was ready, Dante would stand against the Santiago family. There was no turning back, he'd never get a chance like this again and he'd take down as many of the family as he could. It was his destiny to preserve their purity. How a group of souls could remain so clean throughout the centuries baffled him. Sure, none of them were saints, but they were the purest of pure when it came to the vampiric race. Guilt, Love, Compassion, Dedication, they felt so much for beings whom were nonliving. They fascinated Dante endlessly. Ever since the day met them as a boy, he decided he would be the one to destroy them. He would die before he allowed anyone to taint their souls any further. He had to preserve their beauty, and the only way he could do that was to exterminate every last Santiago in the castle. Though he planned to join them soon after. He refused to die unworthy. He had to kill himself before his own soul could be corrupted.

He could hear them in the distance, letting out a howl of excitement. His wolf form shot out of his sanctuary in the darkness, clinging to the shadows as he charged in for battle. He was going to meet them. His wolf senses allowed him to gather information about his situation, One, Two, Three, Four, Five.. Damn you Annabel! You weren't meant to kill one of the siblings! The realization that Mirabelle was missing caused him to mentally curse. He deducted that Annabel only managed to kill one human and blundered by killing Mirabelle as well. He was completely unaware of Mirabelle's survival, enraging him that his plan to acquire them all was forever ruined. He picked up the pace, furiously shooting down the hallway. If she didn't die before him, he'd have that ignorant blonde mutt killed.

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The threat from Bishop made her shudder, but she had little time to think on it. She glanced up at the sound of Reiji's voice as he chuckled, earning a puzzled look. Was he...somehow amused by her instead of mad? She realized in seconds how mistaken such a thought was, inwardly berating herself for not realizing it was the calm before a storm. Not unlike with Castiel, she found herself pinned against a wall, albeit with more force and a fearsome anger instead of hunger. Eyes wide and upturned to look at the vampire as he berated her, Tanzy found her heart was hammering in fear under his cold gaze. Castiel and Bishop never instilled this much fear, and Demetri wasn't capable of making her so on edge, even when she was wary of him. This man was obviously dangerous and unmerciful, the vampire in question going so far as to say he was a sociopath. Face pale, she merely nodded, biting her lip to keep silent as he pulled away. His breath on her ear caused her to visibly shake, this time with dread overpowering the usual shiver such a feeling evoked. Somehow or another, she managed to remain standing, palms against the wall before managing to push herself away from the cold stone.

Demetri's hand on her mouth caused her to jump, eyes darting to him in concern before realizing he was actually trying to keep her from making another mistake, and dare she say- trying to keep her safe? That was certainly kind of him. Maybe she had been a bit too harsh on him in the past. She had always been oddly creeped out by him for reasons even she wasn't fully sure of. Like with Reiji, Tanzy nodded as Demetri cautioned her to watch her mouth. He needn't tell her twice, Reiji was definately someone to be cautious around. Even Castiel wasn't this terrifying. Castiel would probably give her a warning, but she wouldn't be surprised if Reiji killed her for the smallest infraction.

Tanzy only relaxed upon being released, watching as Reiji went to intercept the alpha. She wondered-in her head this time, what on earth was wrong with this man.
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Bishop snarled as Reiji dared to approach and touch his human, stepping forward with a murderous rage in his eyes. He had half a mind to kill him right now. If Reiji bit his human, he'd destroy him. The taunt was met with a feral growl, grabbing Anise and pulling her towards him, hands on her shoulders. "She may smell lovely, but only I can touch. Do not mock me, I will feed when I need to. I have not had a need for sustenance as of yet if you insist on butting into my business. And yes, she is mine. Remember it." Bishop hissed venomously, pushing his human behind him and Demetri.

No sooner had he growled at the human did Reiji pounce, earning an inner curse and a step closer. He saw Demetri would step in as well, and felt satisfied in that. If things looked bad, they'd intervene. He watched as Reiji effectively scared the wits out of the human, her release followed by a warning and a covered mouth from his twin. Demetri was certainly better at conversing with the maids, and people in general, than he was. Reiji's voice once more earned his annoyance, glaring at the sociopathic bastard as he taunted Demetri. "It's been a long time since you've seen us. You've no idea how strong we are now. Besides, Demetri and I fight the same battles if you forgot so quickly." Bishop retorted. Being told he agreed with Reiji was not exactly earning any hospitality. "Don't put words in my mouth. I warned her, and as far as I'm aware, that's usually all it takes to make the human change her behavior. Besides, we don't have time to concern ourselves with the hired help." Bishop shrugged, freezing as he caught scent of the disgusting mutt roaming the halls. That damn dog was going to pay! Eyes filled with hatred as Reiji announced the alpha's presence, he grabbed Anise's wrist as he took off after the older vampire, not about to let Reiji have all the fun. He knew Demetri would follow in stride as well.

"Don't think you get to have him all to yourself Reiji!" Bishop called out, turning to face Anise as he ran to intercept the alpha. "Come! If you want your vengeance, follow me!"

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"Have fun with her, Belle. Be a doll and make her scream once for me, would you?"

"She may smell lovely, but only I can touch. Do not mock me, I will feed when I need to. I have not had a need for sustenance as of yet if you insist on butting into my business. And yes, she is mine. Remember it."

Anise's eyes shifted from Reiji to Bishop, wondering if the two were more alike than they'd like to admit. The dark haired male was taunting her much like Bishop would, breathing up her neck, purposely causing her to tremble in fear, not to mention they both seemed to have tempers and a sense of arrogance.. Perhaps they're just so alike that they can barely stand each other's presence? She noticed that Bishop seemed quite angry with Reiji's sudden interest in her, and he went as far as snatching her up, possessively seizing her, with what felt like no intention of releasing her until he shoved her behind him. She nearly protested, until she understood his reasoning.

"You really thought to question any of us? Mind your tongue, lest someone rip it from you. I already agreed to try and keep you alive as a playmate for my human, but my brother's may not be so forgiving."

Bishop did his best to squash the situation, as promised, but it seemed Reiji had other thoughts in mind. She'd missed his movement entirely, but it seemed he literally teleported from one side of the hall, to being dangerously close to Tanzy. Her heart skipped a beat when she felt her stomach swell up with uncertainty. She was feeling fearful for the fuchsia haired female, so she began to fidget as she waited for Reiji's judgement.

"Love, you really don't know when to keep your mouth shut do you? I say these things because I can. It's not like me pouring my feelings into a fountain will revive Angelo or help us get any closer to finding my brother! So what's the point in meaningless social norms? I am a high functioning Sociopath... I've had enough time in my life to come to terms with it... but I honestly can't bring myself to give a damn about much.."

She stepped forward to speak her mind, but Demetri already forced the other human behind him, offering her his protection, and giving Reiji an icy glare. She let a relieved sigh escape her lips, despite knowing better. I'm glad they're willing to protect her... Although.. I guess I sort of bribed Bishop...

"Shhh, quiet down love. Never offer yourself to a lion. They might just pounce."

Demetri's words made her cringe, comparing themselves to lions, what did that make the two of them? Sheep? She frowned a bit, but accepted the comparison. The truth stung, but it didn't change the fact that it was correct.

"Even Bishop agreed with me... She needs to know her place.."

Anise's blood begin to boil as Reiji continued to ramble on, but she let Bishop speak for himself, seeing as he was highly capable, and quite likely to do so. She had faith that the hotheaded vampire could handle the situation far better than she could.

"Don't put words in my mouth. I warned her, and as far as I'm aware, that's usually all it takes to make the human change her behavior. Besides, we don't have time to concern ourselves with the hired help."

"Ladies and Gentleman.. I present to you... the ALPHA!"

"Don't think you get to have him all to yourself Reiji!" Bishop snapped out in his brother's general direction, turning to face Anise as he ran to intercept the alpha. "Come! If you want your vengeance, follow me!" She looked to the red haired man for a second before nodding, gripping the dagger in her hands tightly before nodding. For Alice.. She thought to herself reassuringly. I've got to avenge my sister.. She reach out and quickly grasped Tanzy's hand, smiling to the other human, "Don't fall behind, we can't afford to lose you. Castillo would collapse to ash without you." She joked, squeezing her friends hand gently to assure herself that she wouldn't lose her in the darkness.

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"It's been a long time since you've seen us. You've no idea how strong we are now. Besides, Demetri and I fight the same battles if you forgot so quickly."

Demetri moved Tanzy behind himself and Bishop again, his greenish-gold eyes glaring at his elder brother. Reiji was getting too cocky, even for his taste. He was known for his ability of not angering as easily as his other siblings, but there Demetri stood in front of the girls with his brother Bishop, fangs flared and ready to dig them into the sadistic prick if the situation called for it. He smirked at Bishop's answer, his eyes daring Reiji to try and strike again. In his current temperament, he was itching for a chance to fight. His brother was as good of an opponent as anyone else. .

"Don't put words in my mouth. I warned her, and as far as I'm aware, that's usually all it takes to make the human change her behavior. Besides, we don't have time to concern ourselves with the hired help."

It was then that Demetri straightened out his clothes, clearing his throat. Perhaps he'd let himself get a little too carried away, but someone had to knock Reiji off his high horse. Living with him would be miserable if they keep bending their will to his commands. He turned to check on Tanzy, smiling a bit, "Are you alright?" The green eyed vampire eyed her for a moment, checking for wounds of any sort before he turned his attention back to the smell of the alpha. It was getting closer. It seemed their fight would be postponed, seeing as Reiji's attention also rerouted to the Alpha. The dark haired man made a rambunctious entrance, which caused the calmer crimson haired male to sigh in disgust. You're so obnoxious... Demetri thought as he followed behind Bishop

"Don't think you get to have him all to yourself Reiji!" Bishop screamed at the older, less patient man. Demetri watched his brother turn to face Anise as he drug her along "Come! If you want your vengeance, follow me!" Demetri nearly chuckled. Not like she has much of a choice, you've got her by the wrist. He smiled to his twin amused as he ran at the Alpha. He witnessed the giant dog bashing it's head into Reiji's side, sending him flying past them and down the hall. Though judging by the dog's strong scent, he was having some trouble with his wounds. Demetri ran straight at Dante, grasping down on his ribs and attempting to crush him while his attention was on Reiji.

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Dante growled as the eldest sibling charged at him. He countered his attempt to attack him, headbutting his side and sending him flying. Though in the process Demetri grasped hold of him and began reminding him of his prior wounds. He howled out in pain, shaking the vampire off and biting into him. Thankfully for Demetri his clothes were baggy enough to save him from Dante's fangs. The man's shirt was ripped to shreds however. The wolf then charged straight for Anise and Tanzy, which considering it was Dante, was highly unusual. He didn't kill anyone aside from Angelo and possibly Castiel with his own hands..paws.. whatever. It wasn't in his profile to kill those he wasn't interested in. What was his angle by attacking them now?

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Bishop followed in hot pursuit of the werewolf as his brothers initiated a counter attack. Anise's resolve made itself visible in her features, satisfying him enough to warrant letting go of her hand. She wasn't going to run off or falter. A smirk grew on his face as he watched Demetri grasp the already wounded ribs of their foe, relishing the pain-filled howls his twin drew out as a result.
Music to the ears as far as he was concerned.

Approaching to join Demetri in destroying the filth in their home, Bishop experienced a rare bout of shock and, to his shame, some alarm. Instead of focusing on the original targets, this mutt was heading towards the two remaining humans. What possible gain could that be for the werewolf? The humans were easy pickings, and not of substantial value compared to the vampires. The only possible reasoning could be...a distraction.

Cursing in his mind, Bishop's anger and the stress of dealing with a sibling who was dead, one missing, and one being a pretentious arrogant prick finally caught up to him. He was a volcano ready to erupt, and seeing his food, his human being threatened by anyone but him was the final straw on top of an already unstable camel back.

Bishop's eyes were practically alight with a berserker rage as he intercepted the wolf on his way to the girls. A wild look morphed his features into the nightmare his kind was feared to be. He lunged at the wounded mutt, grabbing an arm and twisting violently with one hand, his other fist grabbing a handful of hair to slow and stop his head. "What's the matter?! Too much of a pussy to face us now huh mutt?! Not man enough to fight a real opponent. What a pathetic piece of trash, you're lower than dog shit!"

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Reiji hit the wall, coughing as he was blasted through the wall and into the next room. He growled as he pulled himself from the rubble, charging back. He watched Demetri injure the mutt, but it threw him just as easily as it had him. The wolf nearly bit into Demetri, but thankfully his little brother always wore comfortable clothes. The dog missed him by a mere inch or two. Then the wolf turned on the humans. At first it confused him, but he finally understood Dante's motive. They weren't simply distractions, he aimed to injure them in the battle to rid the siblings of a means to heal themselves quickly. The human's blood was important to them. Even if he didn't kill them with his own hands, he was going to make it impossible for them to be fed on without dying. It was strategical. Smart man, Dante.. I think we could have been great friends if you weren't a disgusting mutt..

He smirked a bit, realizing that Bishop had let go of the humans of free will, which almost made him laugh. I bet he's kicking himself in the ass right now. He however stormed toward Dante, I can't let you be the cause of their demise though.. My brothers would never accept me as the head of house if I allowed something like that to happen without trying to do something about it. He was running full speed, practically invisible to the human eye.

He noticed that Bishop seemed shocked, and after everything, quite angry. He hadn't seen the wild card this angry since Edward killed his pet dog when they were children. He would have enjoyed it a bit more if he could have removed himself from the situation and spectate. He however came to a halt when he nearly crashed into Dante. Bishop had a hold on the wolf and wasn't about to let go for anyone.

"What's the matter?! Too much of a pussy to face us now huh mutt?! Not man enough to fight a real opponent. What a pathetic piece of trash, you're lower than dog shit!"

He took this chance to bury his hand into Dante's chest cavity, blood running down his arm and hitting the stone floor. He gripped on the wolf's heart, but didn't crush it. He wanted to let the wolf be in pain, "Didn't you say something about your pet wanting her vengeance? Wouldn't it be the worst shame for an Alpha if he was killed by a human?" He smirked to Bishop. He figured this was one thing they could still agree on as a family. I certainly wouldn't want to die at a human's hand..

He waited for a response, gripping down on the wolf's heart each time it tried to wriggle free from him and the eldest redheaded twin. He let his eyes fall to Tanzy and Anise, the crimson orbs nearly staring into their souls, "Would either of you like a go at him? Revenge is one of the sweetest highs in life.. I would know.." He laughed the last bit, ushering the girls over. Then he frowned, "I wish Mirabelle would hurry... she's missing it.."

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Bishop ignored the howls and the snarls of his prisoner, keeping the wolf's arm and head in a vice-like grip. It pissed him off that this werewolf was cunning and still had this much of a desire to resist in spite of the odds turning against him. It was annoying, and even knowing this alpha was skilled (and by proxy, an entertaining challenge), it was severely diminished by how the mutt violated their home.

He glared down in disgust and hatred at his prey, not flinching in the slightest as Reiji tore his hand through the wolf's chest cavity. He looked about ready to snap at his brother for ending it too quick, but he reconsidered hearing the howls of pain. The wolf wasn't dead, so he could still keep his promise. No matter what any of his family thought of the matter, Bishop despised unkept promises, even if it was one he made with a human.

Reiji finally earned a twisted smirk, Bishop actually able to agree with the older male. Anise could finish the job as he was held helplessly awaiting the sta of the silver blade. Bishop nodded to Reiji, tightening his grip slightly before turning to face Anise. "Excellent idea, brother. Anise!" Bishop grinned maniacally as he gestured his maid over with a nod.
"I promised you a chance at vengeance. Now, take it! Show me what you can do! Let me see your resolve! Make this filthy mutt pay as he begs for mercy!"

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Tanzy found herself speechless, only nodding mutely to Anise and Demetri that she was physically doing perfectly well, even if her nerves were going a bit haywire. She stared in shock as the brothers ran to intercept the oncoming alpha. This was it, this would be where someone was going to get killed.

What she didn't expect was for the werewolf to charge towards her and her ebony haired friend. Tensing up and feeling a surge of fear, Tanzy tried to ready her dagger Reiji had given her, fearing the speed at which the enemy charged. It was to her immense luck and relief that Bishop got in front of them first, his rage palpable as he seized the alpha. Anise had probably themost violent brother as her master.

Blood pooled on the groud as Reiji plunged his hand into the wolf's body, immediately correcting her thought. Nevermind, Reiji was scarier than even a pissed off Bishop. The thought was confirmed in her mind as he offerred to her and her companion to come help hurt the wolf. Reiji was even laughing! Chills ran down her spine as she shook her head. "N-N-No...I...Anise has more right than I to revenge...As does your family..." Tanzy finally managed, her voice feeling dry and face slightly pale. It was one thing to see blood and stab someone or something. Having someone grabbing onto the heart of another with their bare hands was a bit much.

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Anise could barely catch the fight with her human eyes, but she definitely noticed when the Alpha came charging on her and Tanzy. Anise quickly moved in front of her friend and took her best fighting stance, copying her tomboyish sister's posture as best as she could for someone who was typically so timid and harmonious. She clenched the dagger in her hands, swallowing haard as he drew closer. I might die here.. h-he's so fast... Well.. if I don't avenge you Alice.. I-I guess I'll be s-seeing you soon. She let out a deep breath, ready to respond prematurely. If she trusted her eyes she'd surely die.

She was surprised when her knife stabbed nothing more than empty space, eyes widening as she witnessed Bishop shortstop the werewolf a mere foot away from her. It was a little close fort comfort, but it did earn a smile from the dark haired woman. He continued on with rage, causing her smile to fade. He was exhibiting every horrifying stereotype of a vampire she'd ever heard as a child. It was truly bone chilling. If that wasn't bad enough, Reiji hammered his fist inside of Dante, squeezing tauntingly on the poor dog's heart. She would have thrown up, but her hatred toward the man responsible for Alice's murder kept her stomach at peace.

"What's the matter?! Too much of a pussy to face us now huh mutt?! Not man enough to fight a real opponent. What a pathetic piece of trash, you're lower than dog shit!"

"Didn't you say something about your pet wanting her vengeance? Wouldn't it be the worst shame for an Alpha if he was killed by a human? Would either of you like a go at him? Revenge is one of the sweetest highs in life.. I would know.."

Reiji calling her Bishop's pet caused a pout to form on her face, but she brushed it aside as he mentioned her vengeance. Her hand was shaking like a leaf around the blade in her hand, forcing her to tighten her grip for fear of dropping it. I do... it's just.. I've never killed anything before.. As disgusting as he is he's still a man regardless of how I feel, Can I do it? I'm not so sure..

"Excellent idea, brother. Anise! I promised you a chance at vengeance. Now, take it! Show me what you can do! Let me see your resolve! Make this filthy mutt pay as he begs for mercy!"

"N-N-No...I...Anise has more right than I to revenge...As does your family..."

Something about the challenge in Bishop's voice hit a nerve inside of Anise, because despite her doubt, her feet moved her closer to her victim. Somewhere between dashing at the humans and being caught, Dante returned to his human form. Good, I wanted to talk to him for a second anyhow.. She let out a soft sigh, glaring at Dante, "My sister was innocent.. She was a human.. Why must you involve us in your private vendettas!?" She shouted at the wolf, anger causing her entire form to shake. This was possibly the loudest that the shy girl had ever been in front of them. Tears began to swell her eyes, "I've...never killed anything before... not even a rabbit.. but now that I've met you, now that I am looking you in the eyes... There is nothing more in this world I'd rather do..." She whispered the last part, staring at the horrible beast. before slamming the blade into Dante's skull. It entered through his right eye socket, considering she was too afraid to aim for his heart. Reiji's hand still resided there and she didn't want him to be collateral damage.

“Is it wrong to want you men to hurry up and finish this? I’m growing famished by the moment…”

"Close your eyes Tanzy.. I don't want you to remember this part of me." She requested, smiling back to her friend before returning her attention to the wolf at hand again, "I'm done, he's dying right now, Lady Santiago." She responded to Mirabelle, realizing she did sort of over-dramatize the entire scenario, but it was for her flesh and blood. She deserved her moment regardless of how long it took.

"Can you really do it? I've been told it was quite pathetic when your sister died... how she screamed.. ran frightened.. Do I frighten you, girl?" Dante spat at the human. He didn't fight the brothers, considering he doubted Anise could find the mentality to finish him off, but just in case he looked to Mirabelle and smirked, "I'm not the only one after your family.. there will be plenty more.. I'm just a lesser evil among the legion to come. So kill me, I've taken two beautiful souls with me tonight. Did anyone ever tell you... your family's souls are so.. magnificent.. "

"Shut up!" With that Anise forced her dagger into the Alpha's skull, she had some difficulty considering she wasn't that physically strong, but inch by inch it dug deeper, earning pained screams from the dark haired werewolf. It was at least two minutes before he grew silent and very limp in the vampire's grasps, perhaps a bit longer even. Blood had splattered on the human's face and chest, but she simply dropped the dagger with a blank expression. It's over.. I've avenged you Alice..

"It's done."

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"Excellent idea, brother. Anise! I promised you a chance at vengeance. Now, take it! Show me what you can do! Let me see your resolve! Make this filthy mutt pay as he begs for mercy!"

Reiji smirked at the comment and denied himself the opportunity to brag aloud. They were working rather well as a team, he wasn't going to ruin it at the moment. All of my ideas are brilliant. You lot just tie your emotions to any adorable hunk of breathing fragile meat. He thought bitterly, for a moment imagining his siblings without their empathy. Though they wouldn't be the same people, the thought was interesting at least.


"N-N-No...I...Anise has more right than I to revenge...As does your family..."

"Right, Wrong.. Worthy, unworthy.. If you spend your whole life worrying about what 'should be' and what shouldn't you'll never truly enjoy it. Indulging in primal emotions can be rather rewarding.. and quite pleasurable.." His eyes scanned Tanzy, his pearly whites flashing as his smirk grew. He had plans for her, not to say he didn't have plans for any human that entered Castillo. Though Anise and Tanzy were so...corruptible. It was almost taunting him to taint the two innocent young ladies. Despite their situation they both maintained an innocence that was deliciously suffocating.

"My sister was innocent.. She was a human.. Why must you involve us in your private vendettas!?"

The ebony haired female brought a quirk to Reiji's equally dark brow, his interest growing as the malice in her voice grew thicker the longer she stared at the mutt. That's it... soak it in.. ravish in it.. He however found himself rather disappointed as she continued. Great.. BlahBlahBlah! She's going to cry now... Boohoo your sister died. Suck it up already!

"I've...never killed anything before... not even a rabbit.. but now that I've met you, now that I am looking you in the eyes... There is nothing more in this world I'd rather do..."

"I'm not the only one after your family.. there will be plenty more.. I'm just a lesser evil among the legion to come. So kill me, I've taken two beautiful souls with me tonight. Did anyone ever tell you... your family's souls are so.. magnificent.. "

Reiji shifted his weight as she drew his interest back in, much like a game of cat and mouse. Don't tease me now.. Are you going to kill him or not? Reiji nearly pouted, but knowing better he kept his face calm and void of emotion. He licked his lips as Dante screamed in agony. The stench of werewolf blood filled the corridor and his smirk grew maniacal. Nice kill.. Not too slow and not too fast.. The right amount of pain.. Good choice.. The sight of the human covered in blood made his eyes flicker with excitement. He understood the carnivorous point now. They were interesting little pets.. not mandatory, but definitely interesting to have around.. Like mice in a cage.

“Is it wrong to want you men to hurry up and finish this? I’m growing famished by the moment…”

"It's done."

"Well it's done sister... and apparently Castiel is dead.. I suppose all that's left now is to end the party and bury our dead... or can we just burn the human corpses with the wolves? That's an awful lot of digging just for pets and mutts.. Only Cassie and Angel deserve graves anyway.." It took him this long to notice Mirabelle finally joined the group and that Demetri was gone, causing him to frown childishly. He knew exactly what Demetri was about to do, which made him quite upset. He wanted to go and wreak havoc with his brother.. but seeing as he didn't even motion for Bishop to come along, Demetri likely already shut off his better thinking. He let the pain and the anger consume him.. I wish I could go to watch it unfold..

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Tanzy watched the scene mutely, her attention diverted from Anise only when Reiji addressed her answer to his offer. She felt her hairs stand on end as she mulled over his words. It was eerie to her that despite how disconcerning his demeanor was, Reiji did actually have valid points. Her features took on a slightly puzzled look upon the vampire's gaze on her, his smirk rooting her to the spot. She tried to fathom why she would be a reason to smirk, but it occurred to her that she might not want to know. She caught herself before she ended up staring, a habit she was prone to when deep in thought about something, especially if what she was trying to puzzle was in her presence. Looking away, she forced her stomach to behave itself by some sheer willpower, the smell of blood beginning to affect her. She didn't have a fear of blood per se, but this was no normal circumstance.

Anise's request earned a sympathetic look, Tanzy hesitating before nodding. She wanted to assure Anise she wouldn't hold this against her in the slightest, but if closing her eyes made Anise feel better, she'd do it. Checking Bishop and Reiji to ensure the currently terrifying visages had a good enough hold to keep the wolf from hurting Anise, Tanzy closed her eyes, cringing at the screams. She thought she had been fully prepared to hear it, but even so, she shuddered. Her imagination did not work in her favor.

Upon the assurance that the deed was done, Tanzy slowly opened her eyes, biting her lip to try and keep from losing what little food was in her stomach at the sight. The eyes made her cringe, seeing a knife plunged into the skull via the eyes making her skin crawl. IT would be hard to clean up the mess without being disturbed by that, she reasoned, hoping she could do it. She didn't presume to think the Santiago family wanted to deal with the remains of those who caused so much suffering this night.

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Bishop didn't even bother to comment on Reiji's response to Tanzy, watching Anise with thinly veiled anticipation. She approached readily, her shaking hands steadying more and more as she released her emotions. He felt a smirk tug at the corners of his lips as she broke her inhibitions, her fears, and told the filthy mutt to his face that there was nothing she'd like more than to kill him. Excellent. His interest, his delight grew even more. The scowl only returned as Dante sneered at them, telling them that two of the Santiago's were dead. Two? Bishop's blood went cold, eyes full of a murderous hatred. It took almost every ounce of willpower to not just snap the neck of the werewolf in his grasp, tear the limbs from his body. Anise's shout and her shoving the silver blade into the eye of the mutt eased his burning hatred and bloodlust enough to regain control. He smirked, his anger and sorrow broken up by a delightful pride and satisfaction from his human.

Only when he was sure the man was dead did Bishop drop the corpse unceremoniously to the ground, giving it a kick for good measure. HE spat in disgust, kicking the bloodied head with his boot. It was finally done. "You did well, Anise."

Bishop turned to face his twin, expression once more bitter as he watched Demetri leave before he could say a word. His brother's pain and bitter resignation was mimicked in himself as well, his only buffer being the human oddly enough. The redhead stared in the direction his brother had gone, Bishop already sure what was happening with his twin. He only wished Demetri hadn't lost his sense enough to go without him. Although, he supposed it shouldn't be a surprise.

Feeling antsy and fighting off a wave of emotions, Bishop grabbed Anise's hand. "Come. I have buisiness with you before I go after my brother." he said, tugging her out of the hall as he spoke.

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(OOC: I will bold and color it all tomorrow.. it's my bedtime!)

Anise went silent after killing Dante. The two vampires dropped him shortly after she finished him off, but his body still remained in plain sight. The lifeless corpse laying on the ground bleeding out was starting to freak her out. She killed the wolf before him, but that was a protective reflex. She intentionally went out to kill Dante and it was having unpredicted side effects on her psyche. She couldn't believe she was actually capable of stone cold murder. He wasn't lunging at her, he wasn't armed.. she just killed him out of revenge, because she wanted to. She enjoyed killing Dante, but that was beginning to dawn on her. She was becoming scared of the person she was becoming. Why did it feel so good? I mean he killed Alice.. but a life is a life.. No life is more valuable than another.. but for some reason it was pleasurable to take that wolf's. The brunette attempted to wipe the blood from her face, neck, and chest, but it only smeared. She couldn't smell the werewolf blood herself, but she assumed it wasn't a pleasant scent to her vampiric company. I bet I smell absolutely putrid. She wanted a bath more than anything easily attainable, but she knew that excusing herself was unlikely, especially since tonight was far from over. There were bodies to collect, blood to clean up, graves to dig and then there was still the fact that she owed Bishop a feeding.

"You did well, Anise."

The words ripped her from her thoughts, causing the dark haired girl to smile. It was a brief, weak gesture, but an attempt all the same, "Thank you Master Santiago." The words came out rather easily, possibly due to the situation. She was still in a great deal of shock. She'd committed murder, nearly died, lost her twin, and was bathed in blood all in the same night. What was meant to be a festive occasion, turned out to be the worst night of her life. It would have been her first proper ball, but it obviously wasn't meant to be. She regretted having fun, she shouldn't have dropped her guard for even a moment.

"He's already said it... Castiel is dead.. Someone needs to go end this fucked up party.."

Anise nodded in agreement, running a hand through her sticky hair. It was coated in a layer of werewolf blood and innards, much like the rest of her body. She wanted nothing more than this 'party' to end. She wanted to put this night far behind her. She wanted to mourn, she wanted to cry, and she wanted to heal. She had a lot in store for her and she wished to get started immediately. She wasn't going to be weak anymore. She had a lot to do, but the change was necessary to survive the year with this family. She wiped her hand on the dress before looking to Bishop again, "I suppose there is no getting these stains out.. but I can try." The first wolf totaled the dress when she'd gutted it.. but it was her or the wolf and the choice was one she'd quickly made.

"Come. I have buisiness with you before I go after my brother."

"Of course, Master Santiago." She let Bishop lead her out of the bloody corridor and toward his room, she remained quiet the entire way before stopping a bit before his room, "Uhm.. If their blood is toxic to your kind.. wouldn't it be dangerous to bite into a human covered in their blood.. Shouldn't I wash up somehow first..?" She was tempted to not mention it at all, it seemed simple enough. If she let him carelessly tear in she could be done with Bishop entirely. She would be free to flee Castillo de la Muerte.. but she owed him her life. He saved her and Tanzy from Dante when he lunged at them and protected them all night.. She wasn't dishonorable enough to rid herself of this life with such a method. She would find another way to escape with Tanzy one day.

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Anise's smile, her thanks, her soft, gentle voice was all Bishop focused on, unwilling to let his mind wander and contemplate the evils and bloodshed that had transpired during the night. He refused to think of his fallen brothers, his mentally pained and wounded twin, the prick he had to tolerate. It was a thin strand of sanity, but he welcomed it gladly.

Bishop said nothing, not acknowledging Anise until they reached the room he resided in next to his twin's. Leading them inside, he all but slammed the door behind him, dropping the human's wrist. For a few seconds, he stood in silence with his eyes closed, fists rested upon his bedside table. He took a few lingering breaths, trying to keep himself calm, keep composed. Hunger, anguish, and anger swirled in his gut in a almost sickening concoction. With a long, final steadying breath, Bishop faced Anise, opening his eyes once more. He resumed his usual smirk, though it lacked the usual amusement.

"You're a smart one. I'm glad Castiel found me such an interesting human." He remarked. Wrinkling his nose slightly at the overpowering stench of wolf's blood, Bishop nodded to show Anise was correct. However, instead of pointing to the bathroom, he indicated a simple chair at his modest desk. "Sit." Bishop said simply, retreating to get something from the bathroom he shared with his brother.
Bishop came back with a bowl, a pitcher of warm water, a washrag, and a face towel. He approached Anise, pouring some water onto the washrag as he held it over the bowl, collecting the water that escaped. He went to work washing her face and neck, even getting her collarbone, all without saying a word. Only when the reserve water in the bowl was a watery red and Anise's face and neck were completely free of blood did Bishop hand her the towel. "Dry yourself well." Bishop waited for her, eying her hungrily.

As Anise dried her skin, the vampire spoke softly, arms over his chest as he waited. "Thoughtful of you to consider my condition. Though I find myself surprised." He murmured first, half to himself before continuing in a normal, albeit more serious tone than usual. "I have refrained from taking a drink, seeing as I doubted you were ready. I have found other ways to manage, but since you agreed to do something for me, I have decided to take advantage of it. I had originally intended to wait, but circumstances have changed. You might not be ready, but I intend to have a taste tonight. You may clean yourself and do as you will afterwards. Do you understand?" Bishop looked down at Anise as he approached her, cleaning his own hands with the water left in the pitcher, pouring it over his hands and letting the now soiled water into the bowl. After all, he couldn't very well give some blood to his human if he couldn't safely bite himself either.

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When they arrived in Bishop's room, Anise couldn't help but wonder if she'd posed a stupid question. Perhaps it was only the werewolves bite that was lethal to vampires? He didn't address her concerns so she was attempting to draw her own conclusions, but her mind was swirling. She'd just lost her sister and honestly, now that her life wasn't in immediate peril, she felt dizzy. She felt sick to her stomach, and she felt scared. I'm all alone... The only person who cared for me unconditionally is gone..

She was also frightened by the slam of the door, which earned a rather large flinch from the dark haired maid. She clasped her free hand over her mouth, followed by the other once it had been released. She waited until her nerves calmed down before she removed them. She dared not make a sound, to avoid the risk of her provoking Bishop. She brought her hands down, focusing on her breath. He could turn around at any moment and she'd rather keep her fear as best she could to herself. She wished to steer clear of angering the hotheaded vampire if she could manage it. Nothing good could come of fueling his rage. As he turned around she was surprised to see his smirk, though it lacked it's typical luster. He does have a reason to be upset.. He lost two brothers tonight.. not to mention Olivia died...

"You're a smart one. I'm glad Castiel found me such an interesting human."

The statement threw her off guard, and she cleared her throat softly before replying, "Thank you, Master Santiago." She smiled wearily. She took the compliment, biting her tongue to avoid rambling. She always seemed to ramble on about useless topics when she was nervous. Though now wasn't the time to indulge in her comfort quirks. She was treading on thin ice and any misstep could awaken the beast inside the man standing in front of her.

"Sit."

Anise quickly did so, choosing a wooden seat to avoid staining the fabric chairs. She awaited silently, wondering what was in store for her next. Though to her relief, Bishop returned with a bowl, pitcher, cloth, and a towel. She assumed it was to clean herself up with, but she instantly closed her eyes as he approached. Anise became flustered when she realized that the vampire was taking the task upon himself, peeking out of one after it became clear that he meant her no harm, for now. She turned her gaze away, biting her bottom lip. She'd never been in this kind of situation and it was ultimately quite embarrassing to say the least. I could have done it myself.. I mean.. Yes I've lost Alice.. but I'm not completely broken yet.. I can't break when they're watching me.. I bet they'd love to watch me crumble.. Again..

"Dry yourself well."

Anise accepted the towel, quickly drying herself, attempting to avoid eye contact with Bishop. She could feel his gaze on her, but she didn't want to witness it herself. At least not yet. She started with her face, traveling down her neck and then her shoulders and collarbone with the towel, drying everything before placing it down nervously. She lingered a moment or two on the action, terrified of what was to come, but she knew better than to keep Bishop waiting for long. It would only prove worse on her in the end if she angered him.

"Thoughtful of you to consider my condition. Though I find myself surprised."

Anise looked up to him finally, toying with her hair as she tried to figure out how she'd reply to his remark. Honestly she'd thought about staying silent, seeing if he'd forget in his hunger, but she just couldn't do that to him. It felt wrong. She owed him a lot by now and to let him die in such a way didn't seem like the proper way to escape, "It wouldn't have been right.. You were human once.. I still see it in all of you. It leaks out sometimes.. and I couldn't let another person die like that after he saved my life. Even though I knew what would come of it if you'd forgotten.. I'm not without a sense of honor, Master Santiago.. My father raised us better than than to resort to betrayal."

"I have refrained from taking a drink, seeing as I doubted you were ready. I have found other ways to manage, but since you agreed to do something for me, I have decided to take advantage of it. I had originally intended to wait, but circumstances have changed. You might not be ready, but I intend to have a taste tonight. You may clean yourself and do as you will afterwards. Do you understand?"

Anise gripped the bloody dress, though her hands weren't stained. Most of the blood had already dried by now, "I'm not ready.. to be honest.. But you helped me avenge Alice.. and I know everything comes with a price.. So ready or not I do understand.." Her head was still spinning, probably from the shock and grief.. but she had to hold on a little longer. She had to repay her debt to the vampire in front of her before she could lose herself in the pain. She took a deep breath as he cleaned his hands, nodding her head slowly. She closed her eyes, leaning her head aside and moving her hair out of his way. She was trembling, but she wasn't sure what to expect. She'd never been bitten before so she couldn't control her shaking limbs.

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Anise's wariness and anxiety was almost palpable, and Bishop found himself more than a tad disappointed by this. His human alternated between shy and spirited with seemingly very little variation in between, or warning. It was interesting, but he hoped it was only the fear he was noticing, not also her sorrow. Fear was pleasant, pain and depression left the blood with a far less likable taste.

Watching Anise as she explained herself, the vampire nodded in understanding, brow slightly arched nevertheless. "You see the human in us? In me? I'm surprised there is any left..." Bishop murmured softly, looking at Anise with a quiet, unreadable expression. The reflecting moment passed as quickly as it came. A duller version of his usual smirk-like smile played across his lips, the vampire taking a blood-free lock of her ebony hair in his fingers, toying with the silky strands. "A pure, gentle heart. So many follies and points of ignorance...but it doesn't displease me." he commented, releasing her hair as he stepped even closer, assisting in brushing her hair aside. Leaning forward, he took her trembling shoulders in his hands, keeping her steady. One hand lowered to calm her hands, his hot breath brushing against her pale skin just below her ear.

"Do try to relax love." Bishop crooned softly, licking the shell of Anise's ear, letting his voice caress her flesh. "It will hurt for but a moment. I assure you, the non-hunting bite is not one to fear. In fact, I'm sure you'll find it to be quite....pleasurable." Bishop's voice lowered into a sultry purr, tongue tasting her smooth neck before wrapping a hand in her hair, holding her so she wouldn't move and get herself hurt. After one last touch of his tongue, he finally sank his teeth into her fair flesh for the first time. A soft growling moan met the taste of her crimson life-giving elixer. Bishop held Anise close as one would hold a beloved, drinking greedily.

He quickly regained control, forcing himself to pull away before she could grow weak enough to feel faint. Anise was still conscious, though he didn't doubt she'd be light-headed. As he pulled away, he let out a heavy sigh of content, simply enjoying the strength flooding him. It was almost a high to drink such a clean human, feeling her blood fill him with power that hit him with a rush of endorphins. Lapping Anise's neck to clean the wound, Bishop pulled back and licked his lips before raising his wrist to his mouth, piercing the skin. As blood trickled out of his wrist, he held out the hand to her, nodding to it. "Drink....it will help." he instructed.

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"You see the human in us? In me? I'm surprised there is any left..."

"It isn't nonexistent," She assured him, her eyes darting around wildly as she searched for the proper words, "..only suppressed. It's been strangled into submission." She replied back. She cringed a bit as he reach for her hair, but slowed her breathing as she realized it was a harmless gesture. It actually relaxed and made her nervous at the same time.

"A pure, gentle heart. So many follies and points of ignorance...but it doesn't displease me."

Her violet eyes looked up to his green orbs, surprised. Though she didn't have time to interrogate. Before she knew it, the process had begun. She closed her eyes, focusing on her breath. Her good arm met the scarred one, caressing the scars. You made it through that.. you can do this.. She reminded herself. Barely surviving her mother's attack was an anchor. Whenever she felt weak, it brought her back. Though once again she was shocked, his hand found hers and she instantly flushed. There I go again.. making him worry about someone he shouldn't have to take time asi- Or maybe I'm just wrecking the taste.. That's definitely it. I heard it can be done with animal meat.. His breath on her ear made her shiver, her thoughts going blank. She was at a loss of words, she'd never been in a situation where she couldn't think.. or speak for that matter.

"Do try to relax love."

She licked her lips nervously, nodding, but just enough to get the point across. She however bit her lip when she felt his tongue against the outer frame of her ear. It brought a shiver down her spine and she was suddenly breathless. For a moment Alice, her name, her mother.. She couldn't remember anything.

"It will hurt for but a moment. I assure you, the non-hunting bite is not one to fear. In fact, I'm sure you'll find it to be quite....pleasurable."

The words were a bit reassuring, but she found her face was burning up. She wasn't sure why, but she was incredibly flushed at the words. She still couldn't find her thought process, thankfully so because she let out a small gasp when she felt his tongue ascending up her neck. A whimper followed as she felt his fangs descending inside her neck. She felt the initial rip of the skin, but afterward it felt like she was intoxicated. Her thoughts returned to her, but they were clouded and.. scattered. She gripped at the chair beneath her, keeping her eyes closed. It doesn't.. it's not.. hurting.. She found comfort in the embrace, though it brought more embarrassment. There was a tingling sensation, her whole body ached to shiver. The feeling that engulfed her was so foreign, she couldn't quite place what was going on... Though before she could attempt to understand the sensation, Bishop retreated. She shook her head gently, hand reaching to her neck, but hesitated. She could feel the blood flowing out still, but it was nothing like she imagined. In her head she'd pictured blood squirting out of her neck at an unstoppable rate. It was at least reassuring that she wasn't going to bleed out seconds. Bishop came back to clean the wound afterwards in a..slightly inappropriate and ultimately embarrassing way.

"Drink....it will help."

She stared at him surprised as he offered his bloody wrist to her, hesitating. He..seriously wants me to drink his blood... and it will help? She sat skeptically, but decided to drink regardless. She wished to get cleaned up and mourn her sister. She couldn't do that in Bishop's company. She reach forward gently, taking the blood in her mouth and quickly swallowing to avoid the taste lingering on her tongue. Once she began to feel a bit better, she stood. She felt a bit trickle down her chin, and wiped it clean with her forearm. She bowed politely before retreating. She didn't even notice that her bite wound was...gone. She retreated to the bathroom, disrobing and starting her bathwater. She approached the mirror over the sink, touching her neck, eyes widening at a sudden realization. The bite mark.. it's gone. She ran her fingers over the silky smooth skin. How..? Was it the blood? She walked over to the tub again, crawling in and frowning when the water instantly turned red. She watched all of the blood flow off of her body, and down the drain. Then she stuck her head under the faucet, running her fingers through her ebony hair.

I can't believe you let him bite you. I'm dead not even a day and you play right into their hands?

The voice made her sling backwards in the tub, looking to it's direction. Alice!? She thought terrified. And to make things worse, standing before her, was her dead sister.

"Alice..?"

Who else? Have you already forgotten me? You're a terrible sister. I bet you wanted me dead the entire time.

"No.. I didn't.." Her fingers were trembling now. She let the bloody water drain out, turning the water off until it was gone before clogging the drain with a towel. She then filled the tub back up.

Yes you did! I bet you abandoned me, I think you knew about the attack! Alice snapped at Anise. The quieter twin just flinched at her dead twin's tone.

"Stop it! Stop it Alice! Just shut up!" She screamed out finally, the image of her twin disappearing before she got another word out. Anise turned off the water and continued cleaning herself up in silence. Tears streamed down her face the entire time, but she finally got her time to mourn.

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Bishop noticed how his maid finally gave in to him, feeling her body grow stiff, then light in his hold. Her flushed cheeks and little whimper did nothing to deter him, merely adding to his enjoyment. Pleased with how Anise handled her first bite, he inwardly gave her credit for being still (not that he'd have let her move anyway). She didn't cry out or get all flighty, even though it was clear she was scared and anxious. He said nothing, nodding in approval as she obeyed him, her soft, warm tongue touching his skin as she accepted the blood from his wrist. He had half a mind to linger and see how his human would act after being his dinner, but he did agree to let her be. Regardless, there were far more serious and pressing matters to attend to.

Watching Anise bow and then all but flee from his room, the red-head watched her carefully, only to frown as he stood, heading out of his room and down the castle halls, making his way outside. Demetri had left to hunt without him, a rare occurrence in and of itself. Bishop was maintaining some form of control, some semblance of sanity when all he wanted to do was scream and unleash his rage upon all who dared to threaten him or his family. He knew Demetri had reached a point where he couldn't contain himself. His happy, confident, charismatic self was squashed by his sorrow and rage, something Bishop felt just as keenly as his twin, sans the grief of losing Katerina.

He had no intention of helping Reiji or dealing with anyone besides Anise and his brother. With renewed strength but a bitter expression, he left the castle, following his brother's scent.

It wasn't long before the scent of blood began to catch his attention, Bishop hastening onwards through the woods towards the towns and villages. Finally, he reached the first signs of carnage, recognizing the work as his twin's. e slowed to a walk as he caught sight of his beloved sibling, the cool rain mixing with blood and dirt on his body. Ordinarily, Bishop would be by Demeri's side, complaining about the rain and giving approving commentary and praise for the level of carnage Demetri was capable of. Tonight, he felt hollow, and he needed his twin more than anything. This wasn't right, he should be enjoying a hunt with his twin, competing and egging each other on. This hunt held no joy, none of the usual excitement. And all because of some filthy mangy mutts! Damn all those wolves to hell for what they did! Bishop felt no sympathy for any of the mangled corpses or remains of corpses. It didn't matter if they were human or wolf, they all deserved his brother's wrath.

"Demetri..." Bishop muttered, approaching his now soaked and blood-drenched brother. He didn't have it in him to complment Demetri for his damage.




[[OOC: Sorry this one sucks! will edit/fix later]]

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"Demetri..."

He'd nearly fallen asleep among the corpses, but a sudden presence caught his attention. He wasn't alarmed, mostly because he'd known this smell his entire life. Longer than anyone else he'd ever known. Demetri heard his twin's voice ringing in his ears. He knew he should answer, but for a while he just laid there in the mud, staring up at the night sky. Though there were thousands of stars in the sky, near a hundred corpses laying on the ground, and even his twin standing beside him, somehow Demetri felt entirely alone in the world. After a few moments, the man finally sat up, emerald eyes looking to Bishop. They were void of emotion, but that wasn't the worst of the situation. Demetri soon stood, a smug smirk on his face, "There's another town nearby, wanna catch up and show me how it's done, Brother?" His voice was excited as he tried to tempt Bishop, staggering a bit while he awaited an answer.. If it hadn't been for Bishop's shoulder being in reach, Demetri would have fallen face first into the mud. He was undoubtedly blood drunk.

The typically fashionable man was covered in mud from head to toe. His clothes were ruined when one took all the blood and mud splattered on them, but for once he didn't seem to care. All Demetri actually cared about right now was blood. When he could get it, how much, his only concern was drowning his pain away. He didn't even seem to realize that the sun was merely an hour from rising, tops. They didn't have much time to goof off. If they were caught in the light, it could prove fatal for the both of them.

"Brighten up, Bishop. We've got the whole night ahead of us."

Apparently he'd lost track of time somewhere in his drunken stupor, because Demetri apparently had no intention of returning to Castillo de la Muerte any time soon. His face was caked in a mixture of blood and dirt and he actually began to resemble the mythical creatures that humans told their children about to make them behave. He was the epitome of every single vampire stereotype at the moment. Ruthless, animalistic, heartless, and horrifying. He'd murdered everyone. Women, Men, children. No one in the village escaped his wrath that night. Demetri felt emotion far too strongly. When he felt pain, it was almost as if he'd reinvented it. Demetri was so fragile to emotion, it would surely be his demise one day.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Castiel E. Santiago

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Bishop felt almost sick in his gut, none of the usual joy accompanying his brother's encouragement and desire to go on a hunt. Demetri was lost in a blood stupor, drunk on blood and drowning himself in a hellish thirst. Carnage like this wasn't fun. None of the screams would echo a triumphant kill, none of the blood would satisfy his or Demetri's appetite. The hunt was empty like his twin's eyes. But Bishop knew Demetri needed a release, needed this for now. For his sake as well as the occupants of Santiago estate. A bloodlust like this was dangerous.

"Very well brother. Let us make haste though, for the sun is almost upon us. A race to beat it if you will." Bishop relented, helping his brother to stand as he made a note to watch closely as they rampaged.

Bishop managed to drag Demetri back in the nick of time, having kept a close eye on his brother and only allowing him to drink until he binged enough to slow down and his body to need a rest.
Supporting his twin on his shoulder, he nearly dropped the redhead at the sight meeting him on the other side of the door. Shock, disbelief, then anger, whirled in his mind. He took a deep breath to calm himself, mulling over the situation in his mind. As wary as he was to believe his eyes and get his hopes up, he knew by the smell and that face that even through all the damage, Castiel was found, and alive- - at least for the time being. As relieved as he was, he felt his possesiveness begin to take hold as none other than Anise was offering him blood when Castiel's own maid broke skin and held out a wrist with fresh blood beginning to trickle out. And his sister, dedicated as she was, telling Tanzy to go and get something to wash their brother with. He interrupted the ladies, eyes like a hawk.

"Sister, do not drain my human completely. He will need more than a normal feeding to recover, so let his maid feed him as well. Surely you can tell he needs plenty of blood? Besides, we have a few bottles of blood for just such an emergency in the cellar." Bishop chided, only to look over at Anise. As angry as he was she was giving someone else her blood, he was grateful she was helping his brother. And at least she had fed him first. Had she done this before Bishop got a taste, he might not be so forgiving.

"Don't overdo it. You were just hours ago my blood meal for the first time." Bishop warned his human.

He turned to Mirabelle again, nodding to his twin. "I can bring him to his chambers once I put Demetri to bed. Keep your head sister, the most important thing right now for Castiel is blood."
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Once more, Tanzy's appreciation and opinion of the female Santiago diminished, feeling the woman dismiss her so easily. Was she not able to help her own master? He was intimidating and surely a force to be reckoned with, but he let her work in his home, gave her money to send to her family. Anise had already gone through so much tonight, surely making her feel responsible for helping out Castiel wasn't necessary (Though Tanzy was of course always happy to work with Anise).

Regardless, Tanzy lowered her now bloodied wrist and nodded. "Yes M'lady...." Tanzy turned to leave, only for Bishop to arrive with a very bloody and mud-covered Demetri. She could not recall ever seeing the outgoing twin in anything less than fashionable, clean attire. She looked at them in surprise, pausing at the look in Bishop's eyes. At first she feared he'd react in anger towards her only friend, but he surprised her by trying to take control of the situation in a sense.
AS he mentioned she should feed her master, Tanzy hesitated, turning back to Castiel as he lay in his sister's hold. Who was she to listen to? The lady or Bishop? She wanted to offer her blood to repay the head of the Santiago house, but what if she really would be better off getting some water and rags? She looked between the two vampires, awaiting instruction or permission.

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Anise slightly winced as the beautiful blonde sank her fangs in at her request, biting her bottom lip for a moment. The wrist definitely hurt more than the neck, but she wasn't that concerned about her own pain. Looking at Castiel was enough reminder that others were hurting far worse than she was. She was in Castillo, safe from all the famine, disease, and most war. Despite sort of being a prisoner, she was lucky to have met the Santiago family. She put her wrist to Castiel's mouth, gently opening his mouth with her other hand. She could feel the blood flowing from the wound, and eventually dripping into his mouth. Eventually he could take over right?

"Thank you."

Mirabelle's appreciation was almost smothering. It wasn't often she was given verbal gratitude, so she kind of shrugged it off, "I-It's the least I can do.." Her eyes softened as she squeezed her bleeding wrist, increasing the blood flow. She didn't want someone else to lose another sibling tonight. She'd seen so much pain, anger, and revenge.. She just wanted to end it, and finally there was something useful she could do without a lot of assistance or anyone giving her a handicap.

"Lord Santiago... He.. spared my sister at my request, even when everything she did during her stay here was to defy him.. I owe him more than my life. Thanks to Lord Santiago I was able to spend several more days with her.." her tone was soft as usual, but she looked over her shoulder to meet Mira's gaze. She smiled at her reassuringly, "I won't let him die if there when there is something I can do to help.. I promise, Lady Santiago."

"M-Master Castiel?!"

Her gemstone eyes widened as she heard the familiar voice. She felt a knot form in her throat as the girl approached. This was Tanzy's job, but Anise was doing it. She'd spent enough time around Tanzy to realize how seriously her friend took her job, but she didn't know what else to do. Tanzy had been gone with Reiji.. she acted in the moment. Her eyes switched to her fellow human, her gaze apologizing for her. Though she continued to let her bleeding arm feed the blond man. Tanzy, forgive me.. I couldn't just do nothing...

Anise was surprised as she saw tears falling down Tanzy's face. The shock was almost paralyzing. So.. I'm not the only one who has grown attached to this family.. "I-I'm sorry.. but he needed blood and you were working.." she tried to reason with the pink haired girl, hoping she hadn't caused too much damage.

"Where was he? Shouldn't we take him to his room? What's hap-oh!B-blood..I, Anise is there anything you have to cut my wrist with..."

"I'm not sure...N-no I had Lady San-" she attempted to inform the other maid, but was horrified as she saw Tanzy biting into her own flesh. It was to no avail the first two times the girl attempted, and Anise would have jumped to stop her if she hadn't been Castiel's current lifeline.. but the third time Tanzy's teeth sunk deep enough to create a considerable amount of blood flow. The girl then offered her wrist as well, which brought tears to Anise's eyes. She finally started crying. She cried for Angelo, Olivia, Shu, Katerina, and Alice.. but she was also crying for Castiel and Tanzy. She watched everyone endure so much pain, with so much grace. She was falling apart while everyone else was finding ways to cope. Sure she lost a sister, but until Castiel was found.. this family lost two brothers in the same night. She was selfish..despite always assuming the selfish one was Alice. If I hadn't asked her to help everyone escape... she never would have been in that cellar.. She never would have gotten attacked.. but my selfishness.. I didn't want her angry with me.. I lied and played along with her escape plan...even though I had no intentions of leaving this place.. I gave her false hope to keep her close... and now she couldn't be any further away from me..

"Anise has offered. I'll deal with Bishop. But Tanzy I need you to get warm water, a wash bowl and some cloths. Anise's blood will help him heal, but I'd like to bathe my brother. We need to see how bad the damage is."

"Yes M'lady...."

Anise's blurry gaze lowered to the stone floor. She hated that Tanzy's attempt to help was pushed aside because of her, but it all happened so fast. Anise responded the best way she knew how at the time. She just hoped Tanzy would be able to help in just as many ways as herself, if not more. She didn't want to strain her relationship with her only friend. Though she was brought back to the present by a cool hand on her own, squeezing it a little too tightly. Mirabelle is crying too? She wasn't surprised that she'd cry for her brother, it was only she hadn't actually seen any of the Santiago siblings cry before. She softly squeezed Mirabelle's hand back, it helped with the feeding process along with comforting the female vampire. She was feeling a little light headed, but she felt she could still go a bit longer, at least until Tanzy got the supplies that Mirabelle requested. She'd let the other maid take over if she wished and she'd take a moment to rest. This second feeding was more exhausting, but she wasn't sure if it was only because Castiel hadn't bit in. Their...venom? Well, whatever they used to intoxicate humans into submission wasn't present.. so she blamed her progressive fatigue on that. She didn't want to tap out yet. She had to make a few more minutes. She wasn't swaying or translucent yet, so she had some time before anyone would jerk her away from Castiel..

"Sister, do not drain my human completely. He will need more than a normal feeding to recover, so let his maid feed him as well. Surely you can tell he needs plenty of blood? Besides, we have a few bottles of blood for just such an emergency in the cellar."

She heard the exact voice of the person that she assumed would yank her from his brother with an iron grip. She closed her eyes as he spoke, awaiting a roar of anger in her direction, but it never came. Actually he seemed to be more concerned with helping the situation than causing a scene, but she assumed it was just due to the fact Castiel's life was hanging by a thread and right now she was the one reinforcing the line.

"Cassie, please wake up. We should get him to his chambers. It'll be better if we can get him off the stone. Where's Reiji?"

She didn't know the answer, so she kept quiet. Also she wished to refrain from speaking. Any visual or verbal signs that she was feeling weak and Bishop would tug her away from her current duty. She bit the inside of her cheek, despite feeling a bit sick to her stomach and braved on.

"Don't overdo it. You were just hours ago my blood meal for the first time."

She nodded her head quickly at the warning, realizing she was expected to give an answer, "I-I won't.. I just couldn't risk him dying.. I don't mind switching out with Tanzy now.. I'll go get the supplies.." She smiled to the female, hoping it would brighten her spirits. She planned on helping more, but she was growing quite dizzy, far faster than she'd anticipated. She moved out of the way, so Tanzy could take over. Though when she stood, Anise felt the full force of her blood loss. Her vision was still blurry, despite her tears having already dried up. She felt lightheaded, and her movements felt odd, like there was zero gravity.

"Oh right, water, cloths and a bowl.. I'll be back soon." She bowed, which made her stomach twist in an unfavorable manner. Though before anyone got a chance to tell her otherwise she made a beeline for the kitchen. Once she was out of sight, she leaned against the door of the supply closet, forehead against the wooden material. Her breath felt heavy and forced, not to mention she felt so weak..

She forced herself into action though. She opened the door and grabbed a worn, but clean rag and wrapped up her bleeding wrist to help clot the wound as best as she could. She then proceeded in grabbing a few for Castiel before closing the closet. She couldn't move... She collapsed into the door again, holding herself up by her grip on the doorknob and her shaky legs. She didn't mean to overdo it, but she didn't take into account how different she'd feel once she stood up. She closed her eyes because she was seeing double, but it only made the room feel even more twirly than it already did. She didn't even notice the blood pouring down her arm. Apparently in her state of bloodloss Anise didn't tie her makeshift bandages tight enough.

I don't... I don't feel so good...

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Anise didn't need to say anything for Bishop to be able to tell she was upset about something. It was also even more evident to him that she was growing weak, and fast. Inwardly cursing, he frowned as Anise stumbled to explain herself, earning a shake of his head. "I understand that. Regardless, don't overdo it." Bishop reiterated, watching as Anise wobbled off, looking more pale than usual. This time, he did curse under his breath, placing Demetri down gently in a propped seated position leaning against the wall. "Wait here brother." the redhead ordered his twin, only able to guess at Demetri's current state of mind. He normally would never leave his brother like this, but Mirabelle and Tanzy were a mere two feet from where he was propped, so Bishop would take a small detour in helping his brothers back to their room. Where was Reiji when he needed to be useful?

Following the scent and sound of his human maid, Bishop nearly growled. Why were humans so stupid?! He arrived inside the kitchen, only to see Anise clinging to the handle of the supply closet next to the pantry. Blood was dripping from her wrist, and he fought the urge to feed again. She really was a delicious meal. Clenching his fists, he swallowed any impulse to drain her, quickly squashing any such notion.

"Stubborn woman. You over exerted yourself." Bishop sighed in exasperation, approaching Anise and holding her up. He licked her arm off before biting into his own wrist, holding it up in front of the ebony-haired girl's mouth. "Drink. You'll collapse if you don't." Bishop left no room for argument, not about to move or let go of his maid until she drank.
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Tanzy looked up to try and give Anise a reassuring smile or appreciative remark, she stopped at the look on Anise's face. Why did her best friend look so distraught and apologetic? Tanzy's face turned into one of concern now mixed with confusion. She had no idea why Anise was apologizing. Surely her friend didn't think she was guilty of anything? It was painful to think the sweet girl she had grown so close to felt the need to apologize when she had done nothing warranting an apology at all. She didn't need forgiveness or pardon, she was being sweet and considerate as always! Her alarm grew as she caught a glimpse of tears in Anise's eyes, earning a tightness in her chest and throat. She fretted in her head, scrambling to think of how to soothe her best friend. But why was Anise so sad? Was she thinking about her sister again? Sorrow and empathy went out to Anise, Tanzy wishing she could just hug her friend and none of these terrible things were happening around them. That the worst they had to be worried about was knowing they lived with a castle of vampires.

"Sorry? Why are you sorry-?" Tanzy was interrupted as Anise tried to explain herself to her master and talked with the lady of the house. Before Tanzy could properly ask her friend why she seemed so distressed, Tanzy saw Anise flee to the kitchen to help. Not wanting to waste her blood or Anise's efforts, Tanzy hurriedly held her bloodied wrist over Castiel's mouth. She looked up from her task, worry now for her friend adding to the growing list of things on her mind.

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(OOC: Sorry... I go to school and it's been very busy for me as of late.. I apologize if the post sucks.. I don't have the time to spruce it up at present..)

"Forgive me for saying so sire, but I feel it safest I refrain from speaking in your presence. I have upset you once already." she said softly.

Reiji couldn't help but chuckle at the girl's uneasy and dedicated behavior, she even went as far as to say she'd clean the mess without even getting rest first. He had to admit he was impressed with the human, but impressed was little more than curiosity. Impressing Reiji didn't give Tanzy any points toward getting treated like a human, rather than a play thing, but it did increase her chances of not being carelessly thrown away by the dark haired man.

She was about to speak more in her defense about desperately needing to clean the castle today, but she was distracted by the same voice as he. Though he doubted she could make out all of his sister's words. Somethings going down. Then he caught the horrid smell of burnt flesh. Apparently one of his brothers didn't heed the morning sun. He sighed to himself and began making his way in the same direction as Tanzy, just not in the same rush.

"M-Master Castiel?!"

It wasn't until she heard Tanzy's voice in the distance that Reiji's slow pace came to a complete halt. He narrowed his eyes in disbelief as he tried to understand how the eldest sibling survived the bite of a werewolf.. Will you ever die?! He thought irritated by Castiel's uncanny ability to avoid death. Though deep down, he had to admit he was relieved. He wasn't sure if he could handle being in charge after all. All these centuries made the job seem appealing, but now that it was actually his.. the cake didn't taste as sweet as it looked through the bakery window.

He arrived at the top of the stairway as Tanzy bit into her wrist, causing his eyes to glow mischievously. He wanted a taste, he wanted to jump right in and sample both of the bleeding humans, but he refrained. He adjusted his glasses, closing his eyes afterwards to calm his hunger. He stopped taking in breaths to avoid temptation, listening in to the conversations to follow. He wasn't needed just yet. It wasn't like there was anything he could do to save Castiel anyway.

"Anise has offered. I'll deal with Bishop. But Tanzy I need you to get warm water, a wash bowl and some cloths. Anise's blood will help him heal, but I'd like to bathe my brother. We need to see how bad the damage is."

"Yes M'lady...."

He could hear the pain in his sister's voice, the shakiness of her tone told him that she was crying, and he could almost hear the trembling of her body. He assumed this was due to her being kidnapped, seeing as she didn't get to spend much of her human life with her family, and so far a good portion of her immortal one. They'd merely had her a couple days and she lost one brother. The thought of losing a second brother must have been emotionally tearing her apart. Though Reiji could only guess. He didn't feel emotions near as deeply as his siblings, so he wasn't exactly sure how she was feeling. Sure he was relieved that Castiel was alive, but he wouldn't have cried over his corpse if he was found dead. Reiji would just pick him up and give him a proper burial with Angelo. He was a bit of a Sociopath in a sense. His emotions were so dull that they were barely there.. but he wasn't truly a proper sociopath, because he felt anger. Reiji's anger was undiluted, possibly even heightened compared to typical vampires.

"Cassie, please wake up. We should get him to his chambers. It'll be better if we can get him off the stone. Where's Reiji?"

"Right here.." He raised his hand, finally making his presence known. It was only when he announced this that he made his descent down the stairs and eventually joining the group. He eyed his sister as she wiped her tears, causing him to sigh. He pulled a handkerchief from his suit and held it out to her, "Here, use this." he replied in a quiet tone. It wasn't exactly gentle, but it wasn't maniacal, so it was a start.

"Sister, do not drain my human completely. He will need more than a normal feeding to recover, so let his maid feed him as well. Surely you can tell he needs plenty of blood? Besides, we have a few bottles of blood for just such an emergency in the cellar."

Reiji turned his gaze to Bishop, eyebrow quirking when his eyes landed on Demetri. A frown finally formed on his face, but it was more of a pout really, "It seems like he had too much fun. I wish he wouldn't have left without us.." He sighed, sounding disappointed. Honestly Reiji hadn't fed once since his arrival, not even from his appointed human. In fact, Demetri got a taste of her... which if he recalled was against Cassie's rules. Therefore he could bend the rules as well.

"Don't overdo it. You were just hours ago my blood meal for the first time." Bishop warned his human.

"Seems like everyone is feeding tonight, myself excluded.." Reiji wasn't as emotionally hurt as he pretended to be, but he was a bit irritated. He wanted his pound of flesh, it wasn't his place to fight this battle. He was 'banished' from Castillo by the dying blonde on the floor. The only reason he returned at all was because the vampire counsel ordered him to do so..

He could smell Anise's blood, and mixed with Tanzy's blood, the room carried a nearly irresistible aroma. He licked his fangs, but stood his ground. He noticed that Bishop's maid was growing rather pale, even for her standards. She was naturally pale to begin with, but she was almost translucent. She doesn't... Then he smirked. She has a crush. This girl has a crush on him.. then the man's eyes landed on Tanzy who was frantically taking over the role of feeding Castiel. Two girls crushing on you.. What will you do, dear brother?

"Wait here brother."

Bishop's words brought Reiji's attention to Demetri, and he walked over to the redhead. He scooped up his younger brother, supporting him rather well for well, the nerdy type. It was always enjoyable seeing people gasp as he showed off unnatural strength for a man of his body type, "I'll help him get to bed." he informed the others, wishing to leave the scene seeing as his bland reaction to Castiel's survival was awkward compared to everyone else's reactions.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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"Stubborn woman. You over exerted yourself."

Anise lifted her head toward the sound, her eyes landing on none other than Bishop. The ebony haired girl then went wide eyed with what little strength she was holding onto, at a loss for words. Yes she'd went too far, but it was never in her intentions to do so.. She wasn't sure what 'too far' felt like in this scenario. The only time she'd been this close to bleeding out had been the time her mother drunkenly attacked her. She closed her eyes, seeing as it helped a little with her nausea. She took a moment to collect whatever was left of herself before speaking to him, "I-I'm sorry.. It was an accident.." She was still using the doorknob for support. Her legs felt like paper supporting her, and she was getting so sleepy.. Though she knew if she gave in to her weakness she might never wake from it again.

"Drink. You'll collapse if you don't."

Suddenly she felt strong support, much stronger than she'd ever manage. Also it was accompanied by a masculine scent. It was familiar to her, but in her dazed state, she'd absolutely forgotten Bishop's presence almost as quickly as she'd noticed his arrival. She was getting worse, rapidly. She was cool to the touch and quite translucent. Not to mention she'd completely forgot she wasn't alone in the kitchen. She slowly lifted her head up, drinking whatever she was asked. She wasn't even sure where she was anymore, let alone whom she was with. In her stupor, she said something she shouldn't have. It was something that might definitely raise a lot of questions..

"Derrick.." She mumbled after she finished drinking, clinging to the hideous necklace dangling around her neck. How she'd hidden the horrid thing this long was an art of it's own. In her moment of weakness, she called out to the farmer's boy. She spent so much time detesting, but in what she thought to be her final moments, his name crossed her clouded mind.

”You really should clean her up and take her to bed. Cassie might be dead if she hadn't come so quickly. Thank you, brother."

Her voice became clearer as Bishop's blood begun taking effect. Her wrist's bite wound closed up in a matter of no time. Little by little she was regaining her strength. Though she didn't exactly remember calling out to her frenemy from back home. She saw Mirabelle doing the job she'd claimed, flushing a dark red, "Mi'lady.. I apologize. You shouldn't have to do these things.. This was my job since I couldn't care for Lord Santiago any further.. I'm very sorry.." she whispered softly. She was horrified by her behavior. At this rate she'd never catch up to Tanzy.. They'd probably dispose of her due to her lack of ability and competence.

She then noticed that Bishop's arm was still around her. Anise's eyes flickered to almost every spot in the room in a matter of seconds. She remained quiet after the realization before clearing her throat softly, "Thank you, Master Santiago.. Is there anything I can do for you before turning in..?" She asked, attempting to create some physical space afterward. She was far too confused tonight. She had a crush on Castiel, that much she was certain.. but she'd thought he was dead. Bishop.. made her unnecessarily nervous.. and she missed Derrick. Alice was dead.. She needed to sort herself out. She wasn't sure about much of anything anymore.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Tanzy McNeal Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Mirabelle Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago Character Portrait: Reiji Santiago Character Portrait: Castiel E. Santiago

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Bishop shook his head, dismissing the first apology and telling Anise to drink once more. He looked satisfied as his human accepted his blood readily, the vampire noticing her deteriorating condition. She was pale, cool to the touch, and felt weak in his arms, the human appearing almost dazed. He felt a strange relief at her drinking, glad his human would last him a while yet. Bit by bit, she seemed to be recovering, albeit slowly.

Bishop had calmed a bit from the hunt and from the night's events when Anise dared to mutter a stranger's name in his presence..while he was feeding her and talking as well!
such insolence! And who was this Derrick? Bishop frowned in annoyance as she clutched at a necklace hidden under her clothes. He had half a mind to tear it off, but he had no real reason to, so he tried to restrain his irritation and his natural impulse to destroy when he was angry.

Bishop only looked up as his sister approached, speaking to him and offering her thanks. The redhead nodded,, acknowledging her fully. "You're welcome, sister. If you'll excuse me, I shall tend to my brother and maid." Bishop returned his gaze to Anise, simultaneously impressed and irked. Irked that she was being careless and that she seemed to be thinking about some random human by the sounds of it. He couldn't be completely mad though, her dedication and steadfast efforts to offer her assistance rather admirable and appreciated.

He shook his head at Anise, Not letting her get too far from him in case she stumbled or collapsed. Bishop caught her calling hi
m the wrong term, earning an arched brow. In a normal day, he'd be tempted to poke Anise in the forehead. "I'm master Bishop, remember? Master Santiago is reserved for the head of the house." Bishop stood, leading Anise along even as he heard Demetri snap at Reiji and scold Tanzy. "No, you're pushed yourself too much, you need to rest. If I have to, I will order you to." Following his sibling's voices, he was glad to see his twin slowly sobering.
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Tanzy nearly jumped and let out a squeal as her mouth was once more covered by Demetri's hand, this time the smell of earth and blood permeating her nose despite his hand being wiped clean. The young woman made a mental note to properly thank the vampire for looking after her, especially when she had been stiff and wary of him before. Demetri didn't need to tell her she had been foolish to challenge the lady of the house, but it did make her realize just how powerless she was here. IT was unsettling to say the least. She felt guilt bubble inside, not for Mirabelle, but for how stressed Anise must be and for the fellow human feeling the need to apologize at all, to her or anyone else. Quickly, her thoughts went from guilt to include a sense of embarrassment at the words 'cause a sort of attatchment' Well, it certainly was a close thing, and she had felt extremely vulnerable and shy when being Castiel's food. But surely that was due to the vampire's bite, he had mentioned it would feel rather intoxicating. Even so, the mental image of being bitten and feeling so...unusual was enough to turn her cheeks a light pink. She shook her head, trying to will away the stupid flush. She could respect the head of the house, and she did feel responsible as his maid, but she wasn't ever going to be upset at Anise for helping him! She had no claim over anyone, so if Anise wanted to feed him, that was up to Anise.
Tanzy had no reason to feel insulted, and she felt no ill will or unease at knowing her best friend had rushed to the master's aid. Tanzy hoped she'd have a chance to talk to Anise soon, just to make sure the poor girl didn't feel bad or think Tanzy was upset. Anise was her friend, so she hoped the ebony haired sweetheart would be easily soothed and reassured that nothing she did crossed a line or caused any bad feelings.

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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"I'm master Bishop, remember? Master Santiago is reserved for the head of the house."

Anise's amethyst eyes widened as he pointed out the error in how she'd addressed him and she instantly bowed. Her long black hair didn't even have time to catch up to her, and it fell slowly in her face afterwards, "I-I'm sorry. It won't happen again." She quickly stated, chewing on her lip. She didn't rise until several moments later, and to her horror she saw Alice standing behind Bishop. The phantom put a finger up to it's lips, hushing Anise, but it didn't mask the strange look of terror in her eyes. Apparently the shock of losing her sister was a bit more.. traumatic than she thought. Her sister didn't look pleased, in fact her facial expression was enraged.

" So you're feeding the whole family now? You should have let him die, Anise! You're disgusting. How can you actually like these monsters!?" The dead girl shouted at the living one. Anise's eyes never left the empty corner, that is until Bishop's voice brought her back from her hallucinations.

"No, you're pushed yourself too much, you need to rest. If I have to, I will order you to."

Anise's eyes landed on Bishop and she slowly nodded, understanding his reasoning. She had gone too far despite his warning. She really didn't feel like receiving an order to rest from him, she'd feel like she was living with her mother all over again if he did something like that. Anise's mother had so many rules she could barely keep up with them all and regardless of what needed done around the house her mother always sent her to bed whenever it suited her, regardless of Anise's age. Sometimes the sun wasn't even down yet when her mother ordered her to sleep.

She straightened out her dress before slightly bowing once more to depart, but stopped at the door as she watched the others carry Castiel away. She lingered at the door, worried for the Master of the house. She didn't like Reiji and she wanted Castiel to wake up..to take his place as Master of the house again more than anything right now.. Well.. she wanted Alice back a bit more than that, but it was second at least.

Her ivory fingers pushed her hair into an orderly fashion as she watched Tanzy, Mirabelle, Reiji, and Demetri all disappear upstairs. She knew she should listen to Bishop and go to bed as she was told, but how was she expected to sleep knowing all of this was going on. She didn't wish to defy him, but her curiosity was getting the best of her. Not to mention she didn't want to receive another visit from "Alice". Seeing her dead sister made mourning so much more painful.. and all the hurtful things her hallucination said.. It was almost unbearable being alone in her room. At least being around others brought her back to reality when fantasy began to overwhelm her.

"Goodnight then.." She whispered to Bishop, eyes returning to where the others disappeared down the hall, "If you need anything else, don't hesitate to knock, Master Bishop.." She gave a weak smile, and one last curtsy before begrudgingly making her way up the stairs. She held her defiance inside until her back was to him, but she definitely wasn't ready for bed. Her face was in sort of a scrunched up pout as she made her ascent up the stairway. Though she knew to wipe it off her face as she turned down the hall to her room. Bishop would be given a side view of her face and she would bet anything his vision would allow him to see every angry wrinkle in her features. She forced a blank expression on to her face for just that reason. Think calm thoughts Anise.. Just until he can't see you..

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Character Portrait: Anise Delopar Character Portrait: Demetri Santiago Character Portrait: Bishop J. Santiago

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Bishop could feel the anger and tension between the two girls from the other room, but not hearing or sensing his brother involved, he deemed the fight not worth his attention for the time being. It didn't concern him, Anise, or Demetri, so it could wait.

Anise's stumble and her quick apology were met with a nod, the vampire marveling at how she could be so timid and yet so determined and brave when needed. He was still annoyed at her spouting off random names when she was supposed to be focused on serving him, but he'd scold her for it later. He watched the ebony haired girl as she kept glancing about, not only at the commotion ahead and her friend, but also in a frightened way in the distance. Frowning, Bishop wondered what she was seeing or imagining. Even with his blood, she was looking shaken and pale, obviously ill at ease.

Bishop was no mind reader, but he caught the deception in Anise's body language, her eyes. She wasn't planning on sleeping right away, too intent on..something. Very well, if she wanted to defy him, he'd put her to work.

Bishop motioned his maid come follow him as he went after the others, taking his twin by the arm and leading him back away from the others. Demetri needed to properly recover from his blood binge. The red-head was still a risk to himself, possibly still to the girls. Besides, if his eldest brother was going to be watched and fussed over a maid as obsessive and meticulous as Tanzy was, he could feel at least safe knowing she wouldn't watxh him die idly, she'd call for help and do whatever she did to try and fix it. Useful if nothing else.

He faced Anise, holding his twin's upper arm in support. "You are lying. I can hear your heart, can sense your hesitation. Very well, you choose to stay up and not listen. If you insist on forcing yourself, then you will help me escort my brother to his room." Bishop decided, gesturing his maid come and help. Her anxiety was practically palpable.