Forrest Carson's Story

Dialog: #6600CC
Location: The Dungeon

Lola kept her face blank as she locked eyes with Forrest. Her mind was scrambling with a rant she wish she could spew out right now in effort to get some information from Forrest. As the minutes passed her fingers began to twitch at her sides as she grew evermore uncomfortable. It’s been almost six hours since I’ve had a joint, oh man, I need to chill. I’m getting antsy. Damn he’s fine, sweetie I would dip you in chocolate and lick you till dawn if I wasn’t in this dungeon or threatened...you know...oh shut the fuck up Lo, these don’t seem to be the fun kind of supernatural’s you encounter.

Through her whole rant about her cat, Lola had already figured out details about Jason. He was tortured, that was clear, he lost someone close to him and he had a spark of trickery. When he asked if they had met before it triggered some lost memories, she couldn’t make them out, but she recognized him by his icy blue eyes. The flame confirmed what she already knew, they were supernatural, currently in human form, she wasn’t sure of their species just yet. She knew it was a scare tactic and she wasn’t really afraid until Forrest made a comment about a torture chamber which caused a shiver to go down her spine.

She could feel the energy of the girl in the next cell, she was giddy or some shit. Is she dense? This isn’t prom! Lola sneered, but her judgement quickly vanished. She understood why the girl was acting so flirty, they were like prince’s, just like she had joked and Forrest was giving her a look that made her knees shake, her stomach flutter and her mind dazed.

He was smooth with words, he seemed oddly respectful in his mannerisms and she was swooning until he said “...try not to run.” The words pulsed in her mind Don’t run Lo, there’s more to this place. You won’t make it passed the first door she thought, feeling the vial pulse through her bra. She began laying out a formula in her head, frozen in place, she hadn’t dropped her eyes from Forrest’s this whole time. She had almost mastered her escape plan but the moment he said her name she lost all train of thought, her heart skipped a beat, it sounded so lovely coming from him.

“Well obviously I’m not going to run” she said slowly and glanced over at Jason and the girl before refocusing on Forrest. “Now, this isn’t the first time I’ve been locked up but I mean you could have at least bought me dinner first.” she said with a nervous giggle as she began fidgeting with one of her curls. She wished she was joking, but through all her encounters with the supernatural, a few had turned out bad.

“...I’m Forrest and this is Jason”

“Well it’s not really nice to meet you considering I’m behind bars and all. But hi, I’m Lola or Lo which you probably already know...” she replied, fading out at the end as she reanalyzed her grimy surroundings.

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Jason shoved his hands in his leather jacket pockets as he watched Vitane and listened to Forrest. He cringed when Forrest referred to him as his “baby” brother instead of just brother, he always had to establish his status above his own.

” ...aught to be grateful”
“Or we can just kill you for being a little bitch, you know, whatever you prefer” he stated bluntly with a shrug.

He could see Vitane was feeling uneasy, which entertained him. He loved striking fear in the hearts of humans, plus it just meant that she understood who was in charge around here. He leaned back against the wall and continued to watch Vitane as Forrest finished his spiel.

”...I’m Forest and this is Jason”

“I prefer Jace, but don’t call me that unless I like you.” Jason added and brushed a hand through his hair. He pulled his zippo lighter from his pocket along with a cigarette. He placed the stick between his lips and lit it. He took a large drag and let out a huff of smoke from the corner of his mouth, the thick cloud crept into the girl's cells.

“Oh my god, you smoke too? Gross” Lola blurted out.

Jason pulled the cigarette from his mouth and chuckled at Lola’s comment “You can stop talking to me now. Your his problem, not mine, got it?” Lola stuck out her tongue at him and recrossed her arms “Jackass” she mumbled.

Jason ignored her comment, took another large drag of his cigarette before he flicked the butt onto the ground “So Vitane” he began, once again brushing his hand through his hair “I can let you out right now, as long as you’re going to play nice.”

Dialog: #6600CC
Location: The Dungeon

Lola became triggered the moment she heard her cat was in her room, her cheeks flushed but she tried to control her irritation. This jackass stole my fucking cat?!!! Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Now I have to save my cat too, god dammit. No Lo...the cat can live here, it’s a castle and he’ll probably be fed better. Or just get killed if I leave him. Screw it, the cat stays. I’m getting the fuck out of here.

Her thoughts were disturbed when Forrest raised his voice. Alright! Alright! She glanced over at Vitane to see if she was shaken too, she took a breath to calm herself down, but it was too late. She felt her thoughts slip away as reality began to set in. She could feel herself checking out almost instantaneously, all her plans, all her strategies just vanished. Her mind became blank and her eyes almost lifeless as she entered a world of fear and confusion.

When Forrest opened her cell, she felt her autopilot kick in and she stepped out, it was trance like. The fire from Jason was a scare tactic, but then came the mention of a torture chamber, followed by a change in temper. This would not be easy and she was finally afraid.

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Jason grinned at Vitane as she flirted with him. When she stepped out of the cell he lifted a hand to her cheek to touch her skin, she felt cold. He took a moment to admire her, he didn't care that she was thin, she was beautiful. Don't connect Jason thought irritably. He gave his head a slight shake and dropped his hand from her face. He appeared emotionless, it was almost haunting as his face became blank again.

He took hold of Vitane's small bony hand when Forrest said “Let’s show you the rest of the house!”

“Yea, let's get to it then” he agreed. He guided Vitane up the stairs, he pulled out his metal key from his leather jacket and unlocked the door to the library.

Lola could feel herself being walked up the stairs to follow Jason and Vitane. She did everything she could to regain focus but her mind was blank, it was useless.

The grand library had shelves that towered at least twenty feet high, filled with thousands of books. Paper trails and research scattered across the fine wood tables. Large paintings hung between the shelves with abstract images all signed by the same artist, small in cursive, the name was Ariel. The ceiling was all glass, you could see the stars and the moonlight shining through.

“Here is our library, you’ll find almost every piece of relevant history in here but that shit is boring considering I lived a good chunk of it.”

Jason shrugged and continued leading the tour, he had a decent grip on Vitane's hand, not enough to hurt her but enough that would prevent her from escaping.

They walked into a hallway that had two doors, Jason pointed to each one un-enthusiastically and stated what was inside “Storage room in that one, and this one’s a hallway to the maid's quarters, nothing fancy.” Then they made their way into another room, it was a small living room with a couple armchairs with a small wooden table in between and an ashtray on top. Two walls were blanketed in velvet curtains that covered what appeared to be very large windows. The windowless wall on the far side of the room had three paintings, again by the same artist from the library, all with gorgeous detail of evergreen trees. “Just a sitting area, nice place to read I guess.”

They wandered through a large wooden door and into the grand entrance hall, a gorgeous chandelier hung from high above, it was rich in crystal and glittered in the moonlight. Large window panes spread evenly along the walls, they were grand in size, from the floor to the ceiling. The doorway centered the room with two guards on each side. Two large grand staircases curved up to the second level, their rails were gold, their steps were marble. “Just the entrance, this is one way to get upstairs...” Jason stated blandly, he hated giving tours.

Entrance, entrance, you’re in the entrance Lo. Lola’s breath became heavy as she suddenly clued into her surroundings. They were now in an entrance hall, the front door was a few feet away. Forrest had a tight hold on her but she wasn’t thinking straight, her mind became flooded with stupid ideas.

Reacting without proper thought, she reached with her free hand and pulled out the small vial from her bra. ”What are you doing?” Jason asked, pausing mid-sentence and turning to face her whilst tightening his grasp on Vitane's hand, practically crushing it. Lola did not hesitate, she ripped the lid off with her teeth and downed the potion. She jabbed Forrest in the side, it hurt her arm more than him no doubt, but his grasped loosened enough that she slipped from his hold. She dropped the vial to the ground, it shattered by her feet and in that moment, she vanished.

“Holy shit!” Jason blurted out “Didn’t you say she was an alchemist? What fucking idiot didn’t check her!” . The guards had seen it all and had run towards their masters. Confused expressions on their faces, they clearly didn’t know what to do. Jason looked over at Vitane "don't even think about it" he threatened in a low voice with flames in his eyes as he tugged her closer to him.

In her form of invisibility, Lola searched for an easy way to escape. She stood close to Forrest still, her mind screaming at her as she took a couple steps back. Her heels tapped on the marble floor and they echoed in the hall. The guards jumped in her direction in attempt to grab her. She fell back onto the ground to dodge their attack and ripped off her shoes. Breathing heavily, she scurried back onto her feet with her heels in hand and ran to one side of the hall. She contemplated escaping through the front door but she didn’t know what was on the other side. She needed to run, find another room, something with a window that was easy to open. Hurry Lo, there wasn’t much left in the vial, this will only last 3 minutes and 13 seconds longer. Fuck why did you do this? Her mind was racing and her heart was pulsing uncontrollably. A headache from her marijuana withdrawal was also kicking I'm a fucking idiot.

Jason paid no mind to the chaos, his eyes were fixated on Vitane, he was calm as always and his face was once again expressionless.

Lola began to sprint and dodged the maids that were busy cleaning and a couple guards that nearly slammed into her as they rushed into the hall for backup. She was basically running in circles, she ran across the hall again and into another room, it was the grand living room fireplace. She spotted a window and took a couple strides up to it. She pulled and pushed with all her might but it was sealed. She ran back to the entrance way of the hall, she stood in the door way as she analyzed her surroundings in a panic. This is literally the stupidest thing you've ever done.

Jason's furry and pointed grey fox ears formed on his head. He listened intently whilst not dropping his gaze from Vitane, he didn't care about Lola, she wasn't his problem but clearly the guards were incompetent. With slight irritation in his voice he said ”She’s running up the stairs”.

Lola paused on the middle step, she wanted to run back down but it was too late. She scurried up the last few stairs and sprinted down a maze like hallway. Finally, she just picked a door and burst into what would be her bedroom. She ran up to another window and tried to open it, but again, it was sealed. Her cat Minx walked up to her casually and began to meow, she tried hushing him but it was useless. She became dizzy, her headache was blasting into a full on migraine, she felt sick. She took a couple breaths and stumbled back to the nearest wall to keep herself up. Her vision had become blurry, she wanted to keep running and finding a way to escape but her body was going into shock. ”You wasted the potion Lo” she mumbled in defeat and slid against the wall and onto the ground.

The potion’s effects were slowly wearing off, tears began to stream down her face. She lifted her knees and rested her pounding head against them. Her cat curled by her feet in comfort and let out a small meow. Breathing heavily, spots formed clouding her vision as her mind became blank once again.

Dialog: #6600CC
Location: Lola’s Bedroom

Lola heard the door shut quietly, she could feel Forrest’s presence but she didn’t look up. She stared at her cat who was now licking her bare toes. The tears had stopped, her face felt dry as she breathed slowly in attempt to regain control of her thoughts and body. You’re okay Lo...you’re okay, just calm down for a second. She closed her eyes and counted in her head 10...9...8….7…
“I think I did a pretty good job. What do you think?” Forrest interrupted.

Lola blinked a couple times as she felt herself regain consciousness, she didn’t even know where she was. She slowly looked up and made eye contact with Forrest, then diverted her attention to observe her surroundings. The room itself was luxurious, like something she’d seen out of a movie and she would have gushed over it if she saw it in a magazine. However, something about it seemed familiar, memories from her childhood flooded her thoughts but her heart hurt, it did not bring her the pleasure she’d expected. She bowed her head again and shook it slowly as logic and strategy returned to her mind. You wasted your potion, fine, the windows are sealed, okay, but you don’t even know what’s outside anyways...could be worse than in here. You don’t remember how you got here. It’s been at least 4 hours and 56 minutes now…Lola...Forrest is waiting for you to say something. Reply to him but don’t ramble...you need to make nice...you need to figure him out, manipulate him...then you can escape, this time, you’ll have to be patient...he’s not like the others…

She nodded in agreement with herself and finally looked up at Forrest feeling perky. “I just wanted to see my room” she joked. She got to her feet and spun on her heel as she admired the room, her heart skipped a beat in awe. “It looks almost like the room my mom sketched for me when I was a kid, she told me that if she ever won the lottery she would make it a reality...I always dreamed of it...minus the painting of course.” she chuckled and felt her cheeks flush in slight embarrassment.

After a minute of admiring the painting she turned to face Forrest, she stood a couple feet away from him and crossed her arms as she spoke slowly to avoid any quivering in her voice ”I will not apologize for my actions. I don’t remember how I got here. I don’t know who you are or why you chose me. I don’t know how you know so many things about me, I’d argue, kick and scream right now but I know that’s useless. I don’t like you. You are an attractive piece of man meat or whatever creature you actually are but we are not friends. Thank you for the dress and for showing me a part of my childhood dream, but I want to go home. I know that’s not possible but I’m hoping you’ll reconsider. I’m just a human, if you need me to make you some sort of elixir, fine, I’m quite skilled at that as you probably already know. But I will not tolerate any abuse from you and if you choose to kill me, you can bet your ass I won’t go out quietly.” She took a breath to recompose herself, before she smiled warmly and said ”What would you like me to do?”

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When Forrest stormed off Jason couldn’t help but chuckle. All the guards had frozen in place out of fear “It’s going to be a fine night boys!” he chimed. He looked over at Vitane and grinned “I’ll deal with them later, so, how about I show you your room.”
He lead her passed the guards and up the stairs, grinning maliciously at each one of them as they walked by so fucked he mused.

They wandered down a hall that had numerous doors with different paintings in between each one. They were all portraits of different family members and next to Vitane’s french bedroom door was a
portrait of Jason from the late 1800s. He looked about the same but there was an anger in his eyes accompanied by an odd gleam of innocence. He ignored the painting as always, he hated it and wanted to burn it but he could hear his mother’s voice in his head insisting on keeping it there.

He glanced back at Vitane as he let go of her hand, a feeling of nervousness crept on him as he reached for the door handles and swung them open. He stepped inside and nodded, he was impressed at the decor, it was the first time he had seen the room since it was renovated.

“The designer didn’t fuck up, well, good thing we have guards to kill tonight or this day would have been really boring” he casually stated. He paced around the room for a moment before he paused a foot away from Vitane. “I made sure they stocked your bookshelves with your favorite novels and with some you may not have read. There’s maybe about a hundred in here, feel free to grab some from the library, but only when I allow it. There’s a mini bar over there, its stocked with your favorite liquor. Drink as you please but do not get trashed. I don’t like a girl without a class. If you show up drunk at anytime, I’ll show you the torture chamber. The closet is full of clothes that I’m hoping fits your style, if not I guess I get to hang the stylist, either scenario works for me.” He brushed a hand through his hair and glanced around the room. He analyzed Vitane’s face as he shoved his hands into his leather jacket pockets and asked ”Thoughts?”

Dialog: #6600CC
Location: Lola’s Bedroom

“Everything can and will be provided to you in some way”
Lola crossed her arms and shook her head “I never asked for this, I don’t want any of it” she argued. She wanted more out of him but he quickly changed the subject and spoke of the hidden treasures in her room. She looked at every piece of furniture he mentioned growing more and more furious at all the luxury he spoke of. “Shopping? I can provide for myself thank you, I don’t...I don’t need this” she stated fading off into a mumbled.

...we will be waiting” and just like that, he left without another word. Lola stood frozen in the middle of the room, her mind was blank for only a moment, then she became infuriated. “FUCK!! FUCK FUCK FUCK!! Goddamit Lola what the fuck did you get yourself into? I’m chipped! Seriously?” She pulled at her hair and felt her body in complete horror. “This can’t...THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING” she cried as she ripped the blankets off her kingsized bed and tossed them to the ground. She walked over to one of the shelves that had books about alchemy and a large jewelry box on top and slid her arm across it shoving it all to the ground. Minx, almost hit by one of the books, jumped on top of a desk and hissed at her. “FUCK YOU, FUCK THIS. WHAT THE HELL. I WAS GOING TO WORK WASN’T I? OR WAS I GOING TO MEET IAN?? I DON’T REMEMBER, WHY CAN’T I FUCKING REMEMBER WHERE I WAS BEFORE THIS. WHY THE. She ran up to the dresser and began rummaging through each drawer until she found the stash of marijuana. She grinded a couple buds and took hold of a dragon glass pipe and packed the bowl. “Don’t get too high, fuck you, fuck everything.” She grabbed a lighter and lit the bowl, hauling at it in a hurry, wanting to forget her pain and to forget this reality. ”. ...fuck…” she mumbled as the high was starting to set in and she began to calm down. She fell to her knees and leaned back staring up at the ceiling as she started to feel her body shake. She hugged herself to regain control when she noticed her heart pounding through her locket. She pulled the silver chain over her head and sighed as she opened it. Inside was a picture of her mom with her estranged father. A tear fell on the picture and she squeezed her palm shut as she wept.

Lola glanced at her the now disastrous bedroom and scoffed “Well Lo, you have 10 minutes to get ready for dinner, you should hurry” she said calmly. She placed the locket back around her neck and sighed as she got to her feet.. She walked up to the closet and couldn't help but gasp in awe when she saw all the designer wears. ”Note to self, before I leave, I’m robbing this place...yup...sounds good.” She filtered through the hundreds of fabric until she found an outfit that suited her perfectly. She slipped into the lovely polkadot dress, the way it fit her so well was astounding, like it was custom made just for her. She walked over to the jewelry box that had exploded onto the ground when she had shoved it. She searched through the pile of gold and silver pieces and grabbed a bracelet and a couple earrings.

At that moment, a small knock sounded at her door. Lola froze in place “Fuck, I’m stoned” she mumbled. Another knock sounded, Lola gave her head a nodded and walked over to answer it.

“Hello Dear, I’m here to escort you the dining room” greeted a friendly maid, her nostrils flared up almost immediately as the smell of marijuana crept out of the room. She was a kind looking woman with a pixie haircut and wings at her back, she was fairly thin and her eyes were big and green, they were so full of life.

Lola looked her up and down, a feeling of distrust stabbed her gut “It’s only been twenty-eight minutes” she snapped.
The maid’s eyes grew wide and she bit her lip ”Oh, I’m sorry dear, I can return in a moment. I’m sorry I bothered you, please don’t tell your master...I was just doing as-”
Lola stepped out of her room, shook her head and closed the bedroom door behind her ”Sorry, I didn’t mean to snap. Please guide me but before we go, do I look okay?”
The maid nodded ”Just like he imagined my dear, although your eyes are a little red”
A small smile appeared on Lola’s face and she giggled “Now that’s just something he’ll have to get used to” .
She followed the maid a few steps back as they walked to the dining room to admire the castle she had yet to observe. The art was breathtaking, she wanted to stop and admire every piece but she knew she had the rest of her life now to do that.

When they arrived in the dining room, the maid excused herself and left Lola standing awkwardly in the entrance way. She began to pace around the hall and brushed her hand against the wall as she took in all the small architectural details. “So...so breathtaking”

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Jason was so spaced out in his own words he hadn’t realized that Vitane had exploded into pure excitement. As she was bouncing around the room and when he finished talking, he completely checked out into thoughts of the previous tenants. His mind became filled with images that were in most cases horrific and unfriendly.

“You did all this for me?” Jason slowly turned his head to look at her and blinked a couple times as he checked back into reality. His eyebrows furrowed almost immediately, she was so happy and to some extent, that was bothersome. When her eyes began to tear up, Jason didn't know how to react. He was rather speechless and bewildered The fuck?

Then, when Vitane ran over to him and wrapped her small arms around his torso, he instantly became tense. He was taken back, no one had over shown such gratitude for being kidnapped. What is happening? he thought to himself as he glanced around the room in slight discomfort. Why isn’t she screaming… For some twisted reason her happiness made him furious but cheerful at the same time.

”It really means a lot.” Finally, at that moment, Jason eased up. It seemed so genuine he couldn’t help but feel himself melt into her as he wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her close “You’re welcome” he responded, his tone was perplexed. He took a small breath, he could feel his heart pulsing into her. He raised his hand to her chin and tilted her head up. His face was like stone as he gazed into her eyes. Who is she...

After a moment, he dropped his hand, placed it on the small of her back pressed her closer to him.

Okay, so she’s happy. That’s a good thing right? What the fuck...I expected her to freak out. She’s so warm now...she’s holding me so tight. Damn she’s beautiful...stop it Jace...let go of her...don’t do this to yourself. He took hold of the ribbons on the back of her corset and tightened his grasp, a feeling of desire flooded through him. Fuck... she’s sexy. This is a good thing Jace, she's cooperating, put on the charm do your-no-dude not now...seriously not now...let.go.of.her.

Jason bowed his head, let go of the satin ribbons and slowly unwrapped his arms. When she didn’t reciprocate his motions, he took hold of her arms and placed them gently at her sides. He took a step away from her and brushed a hand through his hair. A serious expression suddenly painted his face as he spoke “Dinner will be ready in about thirty minutes in the dining hall. Feel free to dress in whatever. Also, don’t bother running, you’re chipped, and you’ll die if you do. Want to know more about it? Ask the maids, I don’t care to explain it. Anyways, I'll see you at dinner.” He brushed a hand through his hair again and gave her a final look before he stepped out of her room and closed the door behind him.

His mind was flooded with pure confusion, ecstasy and slight irritation as he headed to the kitchen. When he arrived shortly after Forrest he gave his brother a look. “It’s a damn good thing we’re killing guards tonight” he said flatly. “She didn’t even put up a fight, I was joking when I said I didn’t want her to be difficult. They’re always difficult. Where the fuck is the challenge? Lets trade.” He placed his hands on the granite counter-top and leaned forward against it. One of the chefs immediately placed a bowl of purple grapes in front of him. He picked at one and tossed it in his mouth. As he chewed, he couldn't help but scoff “I’m kidding of course, your pet seems like a fucking whack job. He swallowed his grape and turned to face his brother. He slid and sat up on the counter-top as another chef rushed over to him and handed him a glass of wine. He downed half the glass and brushed a hand through his hair "Jesus. I need to burn something…this was a bad idea man” He took another sip of his wine and a chef rushed over again to top it up, he didn't even flinch as they served him. "I don't know Demon, I don't know what to think of her. I don't know why I give a fuck to be honest..." He chugged the wine and slammed the glass down on the counter, a chef immediately grabbed it and wiped the area. “I mean the girl was petting my fox ears for the love of god." he was clearly confused, he reached up and scratched one of his fox ears, he had forgotten they were still there. He gave his head a shake and they vanished "I'm fucked. Lets face it, she sees me as...as cute doesn't she? Fuck man...could be worse I suppose. This is just too good of a day, I hate it, I need to kill something...” he huffed.

Dialog: #6600CC
Location:Outside the Dining Hall

Lola was startled by Vitane when their shoulders touched. She was so stoned that she wasn’t present, more in a spaced off land thinking about theories regarding the castle.

“What do you think of this place?”

Lola squinted her eyes at Vitane, she stared at her for a long moment before she burst into a small giggle. She began playing with one of her hair curls as she pondered. “Well, I think” she began, taking the question way too literally. “I think there is an evil presence here, lots of death. I think it’s enchanting but very sinister. The architecture is astounding, I feel like a princess in here but a prisoner all in the same because you know we’re” she broke off into a whisper ”chipped.” She glanced into the dining hall then leaned in closer to Vitane and continued to speak in a whisper “Shadows roam these hall’s.”

She shrugged and blew air from her mouth as she crossed her arms. She began to speak more casually “I don’t know man, honestly I think an alien invasion would have been better than this shit. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love the supernatural they’re fucking fascinating. I mean the evolution of genes to create this beautiful mutation is just mind boggling but like humanity just got fucked over you know…oh goodness...I’m so sorry girl, I don’t remember what we were talking about...please don’t tell that bulky God over there, you know, my so called master, but I’m so fucking stoned right now. Holy shit.” she paused, her eyes became wide as she stared at Vitane’s face “Your eyes are gorgeous you know that? Damn girl.”

“Anyways, I am starving, talk about making a girl wait. I think it’s been about 8 hours since I’ve…eaten…” she broke off falling into deep thought. Her eyes focused on the floor ahead of her as memories began to flood her mind about where she was and where she was going before she was kidnapped. “Oh…” she mumbled with slight sorrow. She gave her head a shake and glanced back up into the space “Well that answers a few things.”

She sighed and spoke in her usually perky tone “Our minds are fascinating.” She gave Vitane a warm small and stuck her hand out “I’m Lola by the way, we haven’t officially met.”

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Jason glared at his brother as he called him “pet-able.”
“I fucking hate you, you know that?” he stated bluntly with slight sarcasm in his voice.

“...how about that, foxy boy?” Jason made a hard fist and punched Forrest in the arm “Hahaha, alright Demon, you can fuck off now, but on a serious note because life is serious, let’s torch them both. One for you and one for me, because we can.” He brushed a hand through his hair and huffed exaggeratedly. A butler came around the corner and handed Jason another glass of wine, he drank it all in one gulp and extended his arm, another butler came by in a hurry and replaced the glass in his hand.

“This day is going to damn well Demon.” he mumbled and walked over to the other end of the table where he would be sitting. He set his glass down and sat on the edge of the table. Maids and butlers scurried around him adding the finishing touches, he was in the way of their work of course, but he didn’t care. He fell into a sudden daydream as the world around him seemed to move at a quicker pace. His arms were crossed, his face calm but he was clearly spaced out.

Jason began to daydream about his last encounter with his previous slave. She had just finished yelling and threatening him, he found it amusing. But he had grown tired of her attitude, his eyes became red with flame, a small grin appeared on his face, he snapped his fingers, and just like that she combusted into flames. He remembers her screeching and crying as she burned alive in an open field, he didn’t care. He just turned his back on her and casually walked away as she fell to her death.

The memory was sickening but he found joy in it, he loved burning things and people. It was like a drug that fed his madness.

His thoughts were disturbed when Forrest announced that the girls would be arriving shortly. He blinked a couple times back into the present and glanced over at the entrance where the girls were standing and chatting amongst themselves. A small genuine smile appeared on his face as he admired Vatine. Her outfit was sexy, Maybe she’s not like the others he thought with a slight gleam of hope. Don't Jace he cautioned.

He walked over to the entrance almost running into one of the butlers. Jason gave him a glare and the butler scurried around him with fear in his eyes. Jason carried on like it was nothing and extended his hand out towards Vitane not bothering to acknowledge Lola "You look lovely" he said kindly "Come on in, I'll show you to your seat."

Dialog: #6600CC
Location: Dining Hall

It was like a spark, the moment their lips touched something curious happened to Lola’s mind as she melted into Vitane. Although the kiss with Vitane lasted about ten seconds, within that timeframe a series of montage like images appeared before her eyes. Their connection struck these memories that Lola unknowingly had. The memories were focused around Vitane and every single time she had encountered her in her life without having realized it. From passing her in the street to exchanging looks in a cafe, they were random and insignificant. It was a quick blur, a flash, but it was enough for Lola to become confused as Vitane pulled away. She stared at the green eyed beauty with a perplexed expression What the fuck is in this weed...?
She wanted to ponder the visions further but the hug from Vitane made her lose her train of thought. She wrapped her arms around the thin girl and sighed, she was struck with a little bit of hope. I need this girl she thought to herself, feeling a small tear on the side of her eye. Lola had always put herself first, but in this moment she knew that she couldn’t very well leave this place without Vitane’s help.

When Jason spoke and they parted, she couldn't help but notice Vitane’s change in attitude as she turned to face him. Something seemed unnatural, she gave Jason a curious look but he didn’t bother acknowledging her.

When Forrest stepped in front of her, she felt her cheeks flush. “...just like an angel” Lola couldn’t help but feel giddy at his compliment, maybe how Vitane was acting towards Jason wasn’t so bad after all, but what did she know? She was so stoned she wasn’t exactly seeing straight. She took hold of Forrest’s hand and allowed him to lead her to her seat. A butler came by and poured her a bright pink drink. Lola glanced up at the butler and gave him a look as she took the drink in her hand and sniffed it “It’s not poison is it?” The butler looked up at Forrest in slight horror and shook his head at Lola “No of course not miss”

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Jason couldn’t help but bite into his lower lip piercing as Vitane showed off the garter. Putty in my hands, damn she’s sexy.... He took hold of her hand with a grin on his face and lead her to her seat that was across the table from Lola.

He made his way over to his end of the table and a butler came by and poured another glass of wine. He exchanged a look with Forrest and gave him a nod as Forrest proceeded with a toast. Jason lifted his glass and gave Vitane an uncharacteristically warm look. “Cheers” he said and downed his full glass, a buzz was starting to kick in.

Lola took a sip of her drink and immediately slammed it on the table “Holy shit! That’s very berry pomegranate grapefruit explosion! They discontinued this product like 5 years, 3 months and 6 days ago!” She felt giddy and slammed the drink back, another waiter came by and refilled the glass, and she downed it again “Keep them coming sweetie, I’m blitz’d and this is my poison!”

Jason glanced over at at Lola and gave her an unimpressed look with a tinge of annoyance. He wanted to make a comment but for the sake of his brother he bit his tongue and refocused his attention to Vitane. He gave her a small grin and gestured the maids forward to bring the meals.

Lola felt herself sink in her seat in awe at the amount of food in front of her “My god” she mumbled “This is more food than the feast I had at my friend Josie and Chris’ wedding...and they’re Elves, God knows how much they can eat!”

Jason scanned the food on the table and a sudden wave of curiosity hit him as he took a bite out of his lobster. He looked over at Lola and asked “Not that I really care but for a human you seem to be friends with a lot of supernatural beings. How did you survive with a blabbering mouth like yours.”

“Same as you sweetheart, I’m tortured, I know things and my secrets would keep you up at night” she snapped.

Jason scoffed “Oh really? I highly doubt that.” He put his fork down, sat back in his chair and crossed his arms “Entertain me then”

Lola took a bite out of her salmon and shrugged a shoulder, she eyed her plate as she spoke “Sorry, but if I told you or anyone for that matter about half the things I know, my hair wouldn’t be this vibrant”

Jason lifted a brow at her then exchanged a look with Forrest then Vitane and just burst out laughing. Lola’s head snapped up in confusion, why was he so amused by her comment? He brushed a hand through his hair, continuously laughing and shook his head.
"Oh man" he snickered.
He picked up his fork, still chuckling and took a bite out of his lobster. His eyes wandered across his plate, he had a grin on his face as he suddenly became spaced out.

A small smile appeared on Lola's face, he seemed genuinely amused and oddly enough, it was heart warming. Something about Jason, when he interacted directly, seemed rather hypnotic. Lola could feel herself being pulled into the space and she found herself actually having a good time. She peeked over at Forrest, her cheeks were slightly flushed again as she took another bite of her salmon Maybe this won't be so bad... she thought.

Dialog: #6600CC
Location: Dining Hall

Lola finished the rest of her meal in silence as Forrest spoke of his three hundred years on earth. Her eyes widened, she couldn’t imagine living in such hell for so long but it made sense to her. They were young and vibrant looking but in their eyes you could see the years and they were wise. Lola had spent her life studying history, researching and understanding the supernatural and here she was, in the presence of possibly the oldest creatures she had ever encountered. Everything she had ever taught herself they probably lived and she was fascinated. She had questions and she was curious, she loved discussing such topics but as a woman who hates speaking of her past, she knew better than to pry. She gently set her fork down on her plate and a butler came by and took it away as she finished her meal. She patted her lips gently with a napkin, her high was being soaked up by the food and she was nearly sober again.

As the dog interacted with Forrest, Lola’s heart melted in awe. She loved animals and she secretly wished that the canine had come to her to say hello. She looked over at Vitane who was snickering at it all and couldn’t but join in with a giggle.

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Like most nights, Jason had blanked out completely through his meal. His thoughts had wandered into his deep past as they always did. He finished his meal in silence and was brought back to the room when a butler came over to take away his empty plate. Jason glanced up at the table, he was the last one to finish which wasn’t uncommon.

He grabbed his glass of wine and finished what was left of it, his buzz growing stronger. He looked over at Vitane and his usual sly grin appeared on his face. “Alright, now let’s party!” he said enthusiastically. He got to his feet and walked over next to Vitane and extended his hand “The night has just begun princess” he said with a devilish gleam in his eyes.

Jason took hold of Vitane’s hand and they walked past Forrest “We’ll be in lounge, I’ll meet you later for the slaughter” he said casually.

Lola almost choked on her very berry pomegranate grapefruit explosion drink when Jason said “slaughter.” She coughed and gave her chest a small pat, the fact that he meant that literally was disturbing. She shook the thought away and glanced up at Forrest when they left the room. Her eyes were full of fear but she managed to give him a genuine smile as she asked “What are we going to do?”



Jason lead Vitane to his paradise, the bar lounge. They approached two mirrored doors and Jason turned the skull shaped knob to open one of them. He lead Vitane inside and the door closed gently behind them. He admired his empty lounge for a moment, no matter the hardships, he always found peace here even when he hosted the wildest parties. He let go of Vitane’s hand and wandered over to the bar. He poured them each a whiskey and he slid hers across the bar for her to grab it. He sipped his drink and made his way to the far side of the lounge and placed his crystal glass on a bar table. He grabbed a pool cue from the wall, with a smirk on his face he handed it to Vitane and asked "So, have you ever played strip pool?”

Dialog: #6600CC
Location: Dining Hall

Lola couldn’t help but giggle at how Forrest suddenly became nervous. She was caught off guard, he was so big and strong she didn’t expect him to be timid.

“Darling you had me at blunt” she said warmly and got to her feet.

They began walking through the castle and Lola sighed in admiration. Deep in thought she spoke out loud without really realizing it “It’s like a castle, maybe this isn’t so bad after all…” she crossed her arms and gave herself a small hug to detense then dropped them by her side. She swung them lightly back and forth, her eyes sparkling at the beautiful architecture. She had only dreamed of being inside one of these palaces like the ones in her books, and now she was in one.

“Every piece, every color, every detail was so thought out. I’ve never been in a castle before, at least not that I can remember. I have trouble remembering a lot of things actually. Not the good memories or the bad ones. Yet, I can tell and remember what time it is exactly, nine-forty eight, and how long I've been here, eight hours and fifteen minutes. I can spew out random facts like how Vampires suck your blood for Vitamin D since they can’t go out in the sun. If only they drank a potion called sol aeternam, they could permanently do it, they would never need Vitamin D again. But the ingredients are so rare, I can remember alchemy potions like the back of my hand, healing elixir is: a fresh raindrop, a teaspoon of dragon blood, dust of inoke mushroom, a dash of mountain snow, werewolf hair and oddly enough, a quarter teaspoon of vodka. They could heal any wound and survive their darkest hour. I know many things yet I can’t fucking remember where I was yesterday, or how I celebrated my last birthday, where the fuck my cat came from, my first kiss, the first time I cried, my dad…” she had stopped in her tracks as tears formed behind her eyes. She focused on the marble ground in front her, trying to catch her breath when a sudden feeling of deja vu crept in her mind. She looked up at Forrest and then her surroundings “But, I’ve been here before…I don’t remember when or why. Whether it was for a good reason or bad one. Maybe I'm mistaken, maybe it was somewhere else...”

She wiped a tear from her face, gave a small sigh and a smile appeared on her lips. She began walking again and stated enthusiastically “I’m excited to smoke, did you know that Marijuana has 73 identified cures. It’s literally the most powerful plant on earth, hard to believe it was once illegal. So, what are you anyways? Usually I can identify a species on the spot. But you’re wiser and more controlled than the others. You’re better at hiding it, you and your brother. I know Jason is a kitsune though, I saw his ears. But you” she gave her head a shake “I can’t pinpoint it. It’s something scary, the scar on your face justifies that. You have an evil gleam in your eyes. A few creatures do come to mind.” They stopped at the doors that lead to the gardens and Lola faced Forrest. “You and your brother are so tortured” she said lightly “Cruel and evil, yet you’re both kind.”

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“A little less than 200 years actually, pool wasn’t invented until the early 1900s.”
Jace brushed a hand through his hair as she nailed her shot “Lucky call” he stated and took off his leather jacket to reveal the tattoo sleeves on his arms, and partly what could be seen on his exposed neck and upper torso. He took the pool cue from Vitane and observed the table. He reached back and grabbed his whiskey and took a sip as he strategized his move.

”So what did you mean by...slaughter” He stared blankly at the table for a moment before he glanced up at her, his eyebrows furrowed. He shook his head “None of your concern” he stated flatly “No questions.” He returned his attention to the pool table, he had become tense. He took another sip of his whiskey Ease up he thought to himself. He put his glass down and walked up to the pool table “Get ready to strip” he said undoubtedly “The ten and the thirteen, the ten is going in the center right pocket and the thirteen in the left back pocket” he leaned forward and hit the cue ball, it smashed into his targets and they sunk into the pockets that he had called. He glanced up at Vitane with a large grin on his face, he lifted a brow and passed her the cue “You’re lucky we’re taking turns or else you’d be naked by now.”

He walked over to the bar table and sat on one of the stools as he waited for Vitane to take her turn. His sight became spotted as he spaced out without warning. His mind wandered into a flashback to the thoughts of a former slave. It was a girl his brother had picked out, she was lovely on the surface but rebellious and malicious underneath. She was everything he’d ever wanted and she was so adventurous, she loved the castle, and him. He recalled the last time he was in the lounge with her. It was in the days where he couldn’t control his temper, where the word calm was foreign. He became cruel to her and she was the first human he ever killed.

He gave his head a shake and returned to the present. He heard the pool balls smash and he glanced up at Vitane. He looked over at the table and a flirtatious smirk appeared on his face.

Dialog: #6600CC
Location: The Garden

Lola paused in the entryway as she admired the outdoors, truthfully she didn’t think she’d actually see them again. She followed Forrest and lay down on the blanket he set out. The stars were breathtaking, with no artificial light around them you could see them twinkle by the millions.

...who I am today.” Lola believed it, the amount of change one must have encountered especially at his age was mind boggling. She batted her eyelashes at him as he lit the blunt, she took a large toke and began coughing “Holy shit, the plant of the Gods. Her eyes watered through the scratchy sensation in her throat, she couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “I thought I had smoked good shit before but damn. Three hundred years on earth, I shouldn’t be surprised. She laughed lightly and shook her head, her buzz was resuming as she became even more high than before.

”...sort of a hint” . She immediately fell silent as she pondered what that meant and it only took her a moment before she clued in. Her heart dropped, it was worse than she’d imagine. “You’re a demon” she said slowly. She brushed a few fingers through her hair and averted her eyes. She watched the stars and felt her breath go heavy. He can’t be...Lola...stop fooling yourself, you feel the energy, the sinister vibe...you know this is true, goddam why are you melting over him anyways? she argued in deep thought.

She looked back over at Forrest and sat up with her torso facing him. How can I not melt? Why am I here? Why me...why does he look at me like that, we only just met...this doesn’t make sense. She licked her lower lip as she stared deeply into his eyes, He’s a demon Lo… she cautioned.

She reached over and touched his hand, it was the first time she’d actually acknowledged the way his skin felt. It was hot, like he had been sitting in the sun all day. She bowed her head and stared at their hands as she spoke “Please don’t hurt me…” She gave her head a shake then looked up at him longingly and shrugged her shoulder “There’s a lot of things I have yet to do.”

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”Sweet tats”
“Thanks, I get a new one every couple years. A good friend of mine designed a lot of these, she’s a fantastic artist, jokes that I’m her canvas” he replied fondly.

Jason couldn’t help but scoff when Vitane called him a cheater. “I think you mean skilled…” he mused. Jason looked Vitane up and down as she stripped down to her bra, he chuckled when she spoke of her boots. Through his buzz he started to feel emotions he had hidden for so long. He was doing the worst thing he could imagine, he was making a connection with a human.

He took the cue from her, and confidently called out his shot, he was set to sink three balls but she grabbed the end of his stick and made him miss. He bowed his head and chuckled as she jumped on his back. “Now that’s cheating” he teased as he looked back at her and leaned his forehead against hers. He felt his heart skip a beat as they touched and he fell deeply into her emerald eyes.

He set the pool cue down against the table and carried her to one of the L-shaped couches. He leaned back and let go of her legs to drop her on the black leather cushion. He plopped down next to her and placed his arm on the back rest. He sat in silence as he took in her beauty. Her skin seemed so soft, it glistened, her lips were tempting and damn did she have nice legs. He set a hand down on her knee and leaned in towards her. He was so smoothed in his motions as he gently pressed his lips against hers. With his other hand he ran his fingers through her blue hair and cupped the back of her neck as he leaned in even closer.