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Aziel Sutton

Don't complain to me unless its important.

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a character in “Claimed”, as played by Lolkatlove


Name: Aziel Sutton, sometimes his cousins call him 'Aze' but they can just barely get away with it. He thinks its too ... cute ...
Gender: Male
Age: 1002 with the Immortal grace and appearance of a 24 year old.
Species: Vampire
Rank: Royalty eldest son
Favourite blood type: AB+
Appearance: He stands at a height of 6ft 4" with a sweep of dark black hair framing over his hazel eyes which flicker from brown to green depending on the light that touches them. With a strong jaw and high cheekbones he is considered handsome amongst many with traits of an Italian ancestory from his mother and a voice as sleek as honey. ... o1_500.jpg




Aziel has a laid back attitude to most things in his life; he comes across as serious and uncaring however he is incredibly smart his mind working with logic more than feeling making him well known for his incredible battle strategies. He also always ends up taking the initiative for problems. Including dealing with others problems especially that of his brothers, bickering between them is not something he tolerates.

He likes things done the right way or not at all, if someone messes up he tends to have a rough temper as he can be quite hot headed.
Getting him angry can be quite easy even if it means someone fell over since he thinks its stupid; however that doesn’t mean he wouldn't help the person up while muttering annoyance, really he hates seeing other people hurt especially his family. When his temper does go out of control though he can be rash with objects throwing them with little patience and even lacing deep threats to others, it gets worse if anyone threatens to hurt his family since his anger can be induced with protectiveness. When this happens he can become quite sarcastic.

As for humans, well he feels that to survive he must kill them that is how it has always been and doubts it will change; he isn't cruel to humans however but wouldn’t hesitate to take their life if it meant prolonging his own or covens.
Otherwise he tries to get out of doing extra activities which aren't expected of him as he is lazy, he also would rather not have more on his plate since he is forever busy keeping an eye on his coven. Because of that however he can become stressed easily and therefore easier to annoy.

He has become closed off with his feelings not wanting to become personally involved with something. If something tragic happens he has to stay together to lead his brothers and kingdom through it, thats how he feels anyway. If he is to one day become king then he must not get emotionally involved in affairs, he can not allow himself to show any weakness, nor kindess that is what his father wished despite how he may hate him. He can not allow himself to indulge in the same trival pleasures as his brothers do, he can not be happy when his people are suffering, that is how his father rules selfishly. He does not want to the king his father is, he has plans to disipline his people.

However no matter what Aziel's brothers are the most important people to him, they are family, and a safe fall for the throne incase his father successfully has Aziel killed so that he can not change the kingdom. They are pathetic idiots to him though, so if he worries he will often say the opposite of what he really feels just because he sees it as a bother to make them get involved becoming possible targets for their fathers tyrany. They need to worry about themselves instead of his fate and sacrifice of joy to the throan.

Doesn’t over react
Caring without being obvious about it

Hard headed
Easy to argue with
Hates losing – competitive


  • Reading
  • Sleeping
  • Food.
  • Blood
  • Listening to live music
  • Night time darkness and the sounds

  • Any blood other than AB positive
  • Work done wrong
  • Letting someone get hurt
  • Bugs - can't stand them and kills everyone he see's (gets embarrased about people knowing this)
  • feeling alone sometimes but most of the time he doesn't mind depending on what he is doing

He has the most keen 5 senses amongst the vampires from his hearing to his sense of taste so it is hard to sneak past him as his eyes will catch you no matter what your speed is and he could smell you even if you were in the opposite room. That doesnt mean to say he could match up to the speed of the strength but his tactiful way of thinking often give him the advantage as with it sense of hearing and smell he prepares for an attack.

His physical strength is also above the ordinary being able to outmatch any of the vampires he has met so far providing him with a wicked punch and crushing strength similar to that of his fathers.

His temper getting the best of him if someone knows how to enrage it
Long range fighting, he cant use his strength from a distance

Crush: TBD - He's a bit defiant when it comes to his own feelings so don't expect him to realise he likes you untill something 'interesting' happens.
Mate: No one has been able to get through his walls yet, or deal with his temper. (love/hate realtionship most likely)

Aziel grew up under the care of his father unlike his brothers as the first born, his mother didn’t pass away she just simply left when he was only 100 years old and no one knows where she is now. He often had to put up with his fathers temper and rage alone developing his own outbursts and rage towards his father if not others. It didnt help that Aziel was always made fun of as a child because he was short for his age which annoyed him greatly fueling his short temper.
However he focused himself on training his body instead as an outlet for his rage and when he reached 400 he suddenly burst in height and strength making those that laughed respect him with awe. He soon settled his outrage with those that laughed in the only way he was taught, to rip out their hearts and let them crumble at his feet. It felt good to get his revenge but their plees of mercy always haunted him and made his opinion on the actions his father taught him to faulter.
That experience taught him what it was like to be ridiculed, and the regret from his revenge made his heart suffer so he has become just with his action against others leaving his father refusing to talk to him. This angered Malvern incredibly as his prodical child left his teachings, his father often sent out vampires to try and murder Aziel for his betrayel but soon gave up after Aziel killed them all. Instead he now awaits for Aziel to fail at not killing his one human and starve to death so that he himself can finish Aziel off.

Aziel now truley hated his father, but he would not abandon the wars with the rebels he was given, another attempt for his father to have him killed. During a large battle between with the rebels during his years Aziel also become known for his great sense of battle strategies with his superior logic mind. It was through these he became respected on his own not from who he was angering his father more as it would make it more difficult to have him killed.

Other: Doesn't feed from vampires as he feels it is beneath him. Its a pride thing.

So begins...

Aziel Sutton's Story


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Serena-Leigh Brighton: Human

Serena flitted through the darkness, glowing shards all around her...they looked like mirrors. However when she even so much as brushed up against them she was sucked into a memory and was forced to watch things that sometimes she didn't want to see. She knew enough now to avoid the shards that glowed red and show preference for those that glowed blue or white. The red shards held memories of nightmarish things...the vampires and The Draining that her village had been subjected to. However, the shards were becoming more and more concentrated as she went further forward.

There was the whisper of her feet upon the smooth floor and a hushed murmur as her dark blue-green dress dragged along behind her. These were the only sounds she heard and had heard it seemed, for hours. She gingerly side stepped what appeared to be a shining 'wall' of the shards and suddenly the floor vanished. Serena-Leigh screamed as she began to free fall, in a last desperate effort she grasped onto a shard that fell with her. It was a bright sky blue...and as she was sucked into it she knew that this was a memory of someone that she had loved so very dearly.

A dark haired man sat at the edge of a great lake, wheat fields stretching out to one side of him as though they were a never ending bolt of golden cloth. Village houses and other such buildings on his other, the people in their community going about their daily activities quite contentedly...without fear or worry. The sky was bright and clear, the day mildly warm as she got closer to the man and saw that he was fishing, a bell on the rod end of his line. The bell began to ring, just gently at first before it became more insistent...almost like a child demanding attention, whom would stop at nothing short of deafening others to get it.

"Looks like we have a lively one Rena...get the net would you love?" The man addressed her and she blinked before looking at him instead of the little brass bell on the end of the smooth wooden rod.
"Yes Papa!" Her voice sounded young and gentle as she ran eagerly to their fishing items only a few feet away and grasped an old net before bringing it back with her.
"There's a good girl, now...what happens when I get the fish out of the water?" Her father asked her, a twinkle in his warm brown eyes and Serena pretended to think for a moment before giggling.

"I put the net under it then we take it home to Mama for dinner!" She said and he nodded before starting to pull the fish in more and more. Soon they could see its fins and just as it got into the shallows of the lake, the young girl scooped it up in the net. The fish wriggled and squirmed for a moment before her father told her to look away and he killed it then removed the hook from its mouth. By the end of the afternoon, they had three more fish but gave one to their neighbour for dinner.

His wife had died of old age a few months it was a kind thing to do and it showed the deep connections that their community had within it. Their mother had been overjoyed at their catch, her beautiful smile was so bright that at that time Serena knew it could have raised everyone's spirits. They had their dinner and then she went to bed, being lulled into sleep by their muffled talking through the mud brick walls that separated her from the main living area. They would come into the shared sleeping room later...

When Serena came to this time however, her head was incredibly sore and she was unsure of where she was. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness and she realised she was sitting in some sort of confined space...a cupboard possibly? She reached up to touch the place where the painful throbbing occurred, earning a yelp for her efforts as she felt a bruise beginning to form just behind her right ear. Her memory was fuzzy, but she did remember being in the middle of a lesson when she had been spirited away. After that it was blank.

She frowned a little and stretched out her legs as much as possible, although a little impaired by the skirt of her dress. Her knees were still bent, but she was more comfortable now. After a few moments she went against her better judgement and began kicking at the cabinet's side panel...just to see if there was anyone out there whom would let her out. Hmm...silence. Not good. Fine, she'd see if she still had the lungs of a banshee, it's not like she'd be waking anyone up.
"Hellooooooo! Is anyone out there? You can let me out now children, if this is a game it certainly isn't funny any longer!" She yelled, a slight twinge panic in her voice as for just a brief moment she imagined what would happen if a vampire opened up the cabinet.


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"It is customary to give one's own name before asking another for theirs. I shall demonstrate, do make an effort to remember this from now on. I am Alexander Sutton, third son of King Malvern. At this moment, it would appear that you were left in my chambers for reasons unknown. If you would be so kind I would like to know the name of whom I am addressing."

Luana just stared at him as if he just grew another head. Was this guy a moron or what? Wait..third son of king Malvern? A prince? This guy was a prince? Why the hell was she put into some cupboard in this, what seems to be, arrogant morons room? Her dark green eyes narrowed at him as he continued to speak, his voice staying the same. How dull. She mentally rolled her eyes. This guy sounded like a playboy, how ridiculous. Her eyes moved from his face to his bare chest but immediately looked away blushing. Why the hell was he naked!? Seriously, he was in front of a women how passive can this guy be! She frowned and moved to get out of the cupboard, not saying her name and just ignored him as she stood up and stretched, moving towards the door of his room.

"Uh, no thanks. Since this all seems to be a big 'ol misunderstanding I shall be on my way. I have no intention of staying in some strange and annoying leeches room." She said bluntly, not thinking of the consequences. Right now she just wanted to get back home, go back to her village. Maybe this was some messed up dream she was having. Yup, that was probably it. This guy was just a figment of her imagination. Wow, she really needed to stop sneaking chocolate before bed. She put her hand on the knob, twisting it to open the door and leave."

"And with that, I say adou to you sir."

{{Dang it, Ignore the fact I tagged Aziel, both of them have a name that starts with A lol}}


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Aziel Sutton

This was insane, madness even, what more would Malvern do to punish his people masking it as mere examples. Aziel sat quietly in his room his hand tapping a dark mahogany table each finger growing in pace as he grew more and more agitated. A warm flicker of tourch light danced upon his pale skinned cheek illuminating the cold stare he focused upon a door within his room. There it was, currently silent its breathing heavy sending his thoughts into a whirl of confusion, reasoning, and anger. Of all things, his father wanted this was merely impossible, Aziel could already feel the dry clench that saturated his mouth, it probably hadnt helped that he had stayed awake the entire night waiting and thinking of what was to happen unlike his kin. He was quite certain he was the only one of his brothers to know of his father new game, or decree as he liked to call it. He was the only one concerned enough to watch their father and his actions.

Living from a single human, this task may be possible for the strong willed, but for Aziel he knew it was near impossible. His thirst has always been extremely less managable than most others, it was a curse if not an impairment as it meant he had to feed more often not to mention the will power of breaking away before killing his host was never something he contemplated. It was never something he had HAD to consider.

As expected Cayleigh had appeared in the night a man in his 30s follwing behind her, it wasnt unusual for Cayleigh to appear when unexpected, Aziel barely battered an eyelid at her appearences anymore. This time however, she had brought what he had been fearing, the human his father had chosen to become 'his'.

It was a female, her body limp, unconcious, pale and slim, her hair jet black similar to that of a ravens was cropped short close to that of a young boys. Her face relaxed and oblivious to her surroundings as she cradled in the arms of the man behind Cayleigh. Her scent instantly struck Aziel his hand clenching around the arm of his mahogany chair padded in brown leather as it burned his throat like hot iron.
Aziel had naturally heightened senses, his vision, hearing, touch, taste and smell were more atunned than any other vampire. It made him incredibly powerful when in battle as he was able to predict movements easily, however his heightened taste and smell made his cravings for blood stronger also.

It didnt help that this human smelled delectible.

Cayleigh simply stood staring at Aziel emotionless as the man went ahead and stepped into Aziels dimly lit room, the burgandy red colour of his walls only showing in the area around the flames of tourches that were attached with metal frames. Bookcases layered against the walls filled to the brink of books from the past of human knowledge along with that of vampire knowledge many of them fiction whilst others non-fiction. Two chairs sat near the back of the room a chess board on a small table centered between them as Aziel was perched upon one of the brown leather padded chairs. Behind him was a small rise in the room from three steps leading towards a section closed off by an elongated heavy curtain, no one was alloud beyond that point other than Aziel.

Moving without daring to look Aziel in the eye the man opened up a second door in Aziel's room which had once been a cupboard but had now been converted into a holding for this human. Quickly he laid the human down before scurring away like a frightened mouse at the angered gaze Aziel directed towards Cayleigh, she merely stood and stared back not showing any response before closing the door behind her to carry on her work leaving Aziel once again alone.

However he wasn't alone.

He could hear her breathing, her every twitch and murmer. It was infuriating to resist the urge to satisfy his thrist.

Sitting there he stared at the door to that cupboard all night, waiting and trying to keep control untill suddenly he heard her shuffle soon followed by a small yelp. She was awake.

What would he do? What should he do?

Instantly Aziel licked his lips at his parched throat, was he parched or was it just his craving?

"Hellooooooo! Is anyone out there? You can let me out now children, if this is a game it certainly isn't funny any longer!" her voice rang through Aziels head like he had been standing under a bell as it was hit instantly tightening his grip around the arm of his chair no longer tapping his fingers on his chess table in irritated paitence.

It wasn't just his craving.

He had to keep control, this wasn't going to be easy for him to cope with, nor he doubted it would be for this human. Breathing in deeply in an attempt to calm the burn in his throat Aziel rose from his chair dragging himself towards the door of the hell cupboard. In one swift movement he wrenched the door open his eyes instantly averting to staring at the human as he gulped her scent hitting him again the sizzling burn stronger as he had grown closer to her.

Silent he simply stared at her, it pained to speak for he dare if he did so he would attack. Eventually however he managed to gain some control over the blazing hunger that was currently corrupting his mind.

"This is no game. Certainly not for you or I, that I can assure you." he paused his voice low filled with concern, dread, and anger.


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Serena-Leigh closed her eyes and thought back to what she had been doing before she was in this cupboard. What....what had she been doing? She remembered having to return to the classroom for something...her slate so she could test them on words. She'd forgotten it, and had gone back as her students drew their friends faces. That's when....what happened next? She growled in frustration at her lapse in memories and she kicked the side of the cupboard hard. Whoever or whatever had taken her was going to get a tongue lashing when she got out of here, that was for sure!

She let out a slow, even breath and leaned her head back against the smooth wooden panel and blinked. It was so dark that she wasn't even sure if her eyes were open unless she was blinking. She should have heard the rasping of the chair against the ground, but she only really knew there was someone out there after a few more moments. In fact, she was so shocked that she started as she heard footsteps, her brown-hazel eyes growing wider and wider with each of the clear distinct sounds.

Serena-Leigh winced as the door of the cupboard was wrenched open, light pouring into her dark holding place. She closed her eyes and shielded her face a little as she waited for her eyes to adjust, her fingers all bruised from struggling and fighting that she had no memory of. Once her eyes had gotten used to the brightness, she opened them and pulled her pale hands away from her face to stare up at the person whom had opened the cupboard. She regarded him quietly for a moment, taking in the dark shadow of stubble and the sweep of equally dark hair. The straight aristocratic nose and hazel eyes before her eyes wandered down to his lips. He was a handsome man....many times more attractive than any human male in her village had been.

She began to look at him in a confused fashion as he stared at her for so long before he finally spoke. She jumped at his voice and frowned a little, a shiver running down her spine at his reminded her of the richest honey imaginable. Something that she would never be able to afford, not on a teacher's yearly wages.
"This is no game. Certainly not for you or I, that I can assure you." His voice unnerved her as she detected concern and anger, but couldn't recognise the last emotion.

Then it clicked...the thing that had been bothering her about him. He was too handsome. Human men had at least one fault, he had none. That must mean...oh no....she was this close to a...a...a vampire?!! She shrieked and her eyes filled with horror before she grabbed the door to the cupboard and pulled it closed.
"You....You're a....oh no no no no!" She squeaked, trying to make herself as small as possible. "You stay out there! I'm not appetising, she said so! can't suck me dry." She yelled at him, her voice husky and slightly sweet sounding, despite the fact that she had just raised her voice at a male vampire. She was playing the 'if I can't see you, you can't see me' was usually a good plan, but her audience was usually children from the ages of six to about fifteen.