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The Old house in the Woods is a part of 
Let the Games Begin.
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Ciara Rush [0] "Not all wolves are big and bad."
Rain Walker [0] "How did I end up in this mess...?"
Jack knife [0]
Hayden Elodia [0] "Do you like books? No? What about vampires?"
Damien Luther [0] "I don't want to know you...I don't want to love you. So why do I...?"
Vanilla Romanee Cruz [0] "Firetruck!"
Mathew Cain [0] "Mmm blood... Who let the dogs out?"
Paige Barrett [0] "Let the Games Begin."
Evelyn Mathews [0] "Why did I get roped into this? More importantly, how?"
Zachary Alexander Peterson [0] "They can't scare me, if I scare them first."
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[no idea what's happened so i'm just gonna put this]
Suddenly the gates flew shut, producing a loud crashing sound, easily heard inside the huge house.
Paige stood and turned quickly at the sound. She caught sight of the gates and her eyes widened. "Weren't those open before?"
Suddenly the gates flew shut, producing a loud crashing sound, easily heard inside the huge house.
Paige stood and turned quickly at the sound. She caught sight of the gates and her eyes widened. "Weren't those open before?"
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"Well you dont look like an old man. you only look a few years older than me. And I followed you because I wanted to see if Vampires actually went crazy." She lied.Actually not standing to see anyone cry. She looked down at him and sighed.
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"Liar," Mathew grinned up at her, "You actually care." He chuckled softly and patted her foot. Rolling backwards and standing up, he looked about himself and dusted his clothing off. "Care to explore the place with me? I promise not to bite." He held out his hand to her, his eyes twinkling merrily. "My name is Mathew Cain, and I am 216 winters old. Thus, making me an OLD man."
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Mina smiled slightly and took his hand, standing up. "Im Mina Hamilton and I am 19, so Im not a child. And at least you look young. So saying your young is good enough for me." She laughed lightly and looked down the hall." Where do you wanna start?"
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"Strog willed warrior, blue glass gem, south, and love. That is what your name means," Mathew chuckled softly, "And as to where we should start, why not the door down the hall?" He gently pulled her along down the hallway, only stopping before a wooden door. He jiggled the handle, and frowned when he found that it was locked. Shrugging his shoulders, he twisted the handle until the door opened.
As the light from the hallway spilled into the room, Mathew could see a plain, four postered bed, a small night stand to the left of the bed, a desk to the right, and a wardrobe near the door. "Bed," he sighed softly, releasing Mina's hand and jumping onto the bed. He cuddled into its sheets, wrapping himself up in the blankets, and stared up at her. "Woof," he barked happily, as wolf ears appeared on his head, and a tail wagged out of the sheets.
As the light from the hallway spilled into the room, Mathew could see a plain, four postered bed, a small night stand to the left of the bed, a desk to the right, and a wardrobe near the door. "Bed," he sighed softly, releasing Mina's hand and jumping onto the bed. He cuddled into its sheets, wrapping himself up in the blankets, and stared up at her. "Woof," he barked happily, as wolf ears appeared on his head, and a tail wagged out of the sheets.
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Mina sighed and had a thought. "My name was also the woman Dracula loved." As they entered the room, Mina giggled at his actions. "Please tell me thats an illusion." She said as she sat on the end of the bed. She layed back next to Matthew, and looked up at the cieling listening to the thumping of his tail.
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"Yup," Mathew grinned, making his illusions vanish. He stared down at Mina and said, "You do know that Vlad Dracul III, also known as Vlad the Impaler, and Dracula, was only a human, right? And the story of him drinking and enjoying the blood of his victims is false." He layed down next to her, half a foot away, "Perhaps he did love a woman named Mina, but he was only human.
"Bram Stoker took the legend of Vlad the Impaler, twisted it, and made him into a romanticized vampire. One so full of love and lust, that the humans of today are still seeking my kind in order to know love, and such like that." Mathew sighed and flopped onto his back. "Same with all the new stuff going around. The belief in holy water will burn us, that a bell will send us running, the sun will make us catch on fire. All of it, false." He pointed to the window above their heads, "Have you not noticed that we entered this house when it was still light outside? That alone should be proof enough."
"Bram Stoker took the legend of Vlad the Impaler, twisted it, and made him into a romanticized vampire. One so full of love and lust, that the humans of today are still seeking my kind in order to know love, and such like that." Mathew sighed and flopped onto his back. "Same with all the new stuff going around. The belief in holy water will burn us, that a bell will send us running, the sun will make us catch on fire. All of it, false." He pointed to the window above their heads, "Have you not noticed that we entered this house when it was still light outside? That alone should be proof enough."
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Hayden looked around and sighed. This place was giving him so much crud it drove him nuts. He decided he might as well make friends with at least one of the werewolves, no matter how unncomfortable he was being surrounded by them. He walked up to one, he hadn't caught her name, and introduced himself. "H-hello. I'm Hayden." He held his hand out in a semi-afraid, yet friendly gesture to the girl.
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Eve looked up at Damien. "So, do you want to be friends while we're here? I mean, we don't have to be if you don't want to, but I'd really like getting to know you for real. I mean... um...." She trailed off. She realised just how odd she sounded, carrying on about being friends with him. She almost felt sad as she dropped her hand. Why would a vampire want to be friends with a werewolf? Shut up! You stupid pessimistic brain of mine!
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Eve looked up at Damien. "So, do you want to be friends while we're here? I mean, we don't have to be if you don't want to, but I'd really like getting to know you for real. I mean... um...." She trailed off. She realised just how odd she sounded, carrying on about being friends with him. She almost felt sad as she dropped her hand. Why would a vampire want to be friends with a werewolf? Shut up! You stupid pessimistic brain of mine!
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Damien watched as the girl struggled over her words, and then burst out laughing. "Forgive me Miss Mathews, but your way with words intrigues me." He smiled at her, revealing fangs that glistened in the moonlight. "Indeed, I do believe that I would thouroughly enjoy getting to know a beautiful young werewolf such as yourself much better." Damien had an odd way about him. The way he dressed was like that of a goth, but his manner of speaking matched something like more from old england. But either way, he was charming.
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Evelyn smiled despite her instincts to run or fight. She simply didn't feel like it. She looked intently at Damien, trying to figure out everything physical that she could, just to know how fast to run if she accidently ticked him off. "No offense taken. I'm used to it." She shrugged. People were always laughing at her for one reason or another. She blushed slightly, trying not to give herself away. "So, how old are you. I mean, you're eternally around my age, but how old are you really? You don't have to answer if you don't want to, it's just something I'd like to know. You sound like you're from... England maybe?" She swore if she had a tail at that moment, it would be wagging excitedly back and forth. For someone who looked and dressed mildly emo or goth, she was a rather happy girl.
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"Very good, Miss Mathews. Englad is my home contry, it was there that I was turned at the age of 19. That was 145 years ago." Damien smiled, surprised at himself. Normaly, Damien would have tried to slaughter each and every person in the room, werewolf and vampire, but she was just so...intrigueing. He wanted to know all about her...and why she didn't seem afriad of him. Undoubtedly, she was cute. Beautiful even...Damien wondered vaugly why he was thinking that about a werewolf, but something else was pushing it from his mind.
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Eve danced inside her mind. Score 1 for good perception! He kept her interest very well, since she wanted to know him. She tried to hold back all the questions that plagued her mind about him. He's so cute! Wait, what? What am I thinking? Oh well. Too late. She forced herself not to blush. "Cool! So, what's your life been like? Has it been fun?" She wasn't even trying to push the thoughts about him from her mind. She liked him as a friend already, so she saw no point.
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Mina thought for a moment. " I hadnt really paid attension." She propped herself onto her elbow and looked at him. "So, based on the book. Most would only see Dracula as a monster, or a rapist. But not you....." She then had to think. "Wait, did you know Vlad Dracula?" she was intrigued. Her favorite story brought to life in a twisted motion.
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Damien thought for a moment. "My life...has been an interesting one, I suppose. Many different things have happened. I have seen the rise and fall of almost every U.S. President, even served with some of them. I have served in two wars, and many battles. I suppose, for all tense and purposes, I have had a bloody life, no pun intended." He watched her face as he spoke. "And what about you, Miss Mathews? What has your life been like?"
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"Mina," Mathew shook his head slightly, "I was born in the 1500's, not the 1400's. I believe that there is over a century of him being dead during that period. So, no, I did not have the pleasure of meeting Vlad Dracul." He stared up at the ceiling for a while, his eyes darting back and forth, and his lips moved as though arguing with someone. He sighed heavily, and turned his eyes towards her. "What do you know of Necromancy, Mina? Of raising someone from the dead and giving them back the gift of life once more," he stared back up at the ceiling, and kept his eyes there, "I was killed in the summer of 1542. by a man who I thought was my brother. While I laid there dying, he laid his hands upon my breast, and chanted strange words. These words killed me instantly, but raised me back to life moments later." He turned his head towards her, his eyes darkening until they were nothing more than pools of darkness, "I am Vampire. I am Undead."
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Mina nodded. Her parents had taught her of Necromancy. And of how the vampires were made. "Wow......why did he turn you?" she asked in a small voice. She thensighed. "I have been a shapeshifter for all of my life. Werewolf to some, but long ago, someone made the choice to shift into a wolf. The gene just passed down to me." She messed with the ring that was on her thumb. "Your story seems....like it has more behind it."
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Eve was almost taken aback by the question. Normally she asked the questions and no one asked about her. She composed herself quickly, however, trying not to offend him. "Hmm... I suppose my life has been rather dull compared to yours. Minus when I accidently became a werewolf, I guess you could say it was rather artistic. I've taken art classes my whole life." She tried her hardest to seem at least somewhat worthy of his time. As to why, she didn't know.
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Paige sat in the library, reading an old book. She was still trying to take in the fact that she was now stuck, in a mansion, with vampires.
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He gave her a sideways glance, then stared up at the ceiling again. A minute past before he turned his attention back to her, "What do you know of vampires, Mina?" He stared into her eyes, holding her there for a few moments before his eyes drifted to a far corner, releasing her from his hold. "Did you know that they are born, not made by some psycopath? Did you know that those who are bitten and turned, no matter what, will always be second best to those who were born?" His eyes grew red, and his fangs lengthened to half an inch.
His frame shook violently, and froth began to form on his lips. Smoke billowed out from his mouth, engulfing and shrouding his body. There was a loud pop, and, as the smoke cleared, a small child ize version of Mathew Cain sat glaring at the floor. "Great," he said, his voice a higher pitch, "Just great."
His frame shook violently, and froth began to form on his lips. Smoke billowed out from his mouth, engulfing and shrouding his body. There was a loud pop, and, as the smoke cleared, a small child ize version of Mathew Cain sat glaring at the floor. "Great," he said, his voice a higher pitch, "Just great."
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Mina sat on the bed with her mouth hanging open in shock."Mathew? Is that you?" She said quietly while sitting up/ the she burst out into giggles as she ruffled his hair. "AWWW! Your so adorable!" She laughed. "But would you mind explaining to me why your a little kid?"
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"How does your body deal with stress, Mina?" Mathew glared up at Mina, swatting her hand away from his hair. "I become this," he waved a hand at himself, "when I get too stressed." He gave a soft sigh, then turned his eyes on her. Eyes gone large and round, taking on a pup's cute eyes as he scooted closer to her. Tears welled up in his eyes, making them watery, but when he was only mere inches from her, he pounced. "RAWR," he crowed happily, "Puppy Power," and began to giggle as he crawled to the top of her head, mock howling to the ceiling.
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"You were turned? Not born?" Damien was surprised to hear that. She was like him...her humanity stolen from her. "Who turned you, if I may be so bold as to ask, Miss Mathews?"
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Mina giggled again and picked Mathew up, setting him back on the bed. "Really your super adorable, when your stressed." She leaned back on her hands and closed her eyes. Her head hurt alittle, but alittle concentration and it would be gone soon. She hoped. "Hey Mathew..."
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He didn't enjoy being picked up, and squirmed a bit while she held him. He gripped her hands, and thought about chewing on her wrists for a while, but thought better of it. Once he sat on the bed, he pouted up at her, his eyes reverting to watery pup eyes. He sobered up quickly, however, and tilted his head at her. "Yes Mina?" He began, "What is on your mind?" He leaned up against her side, gently running his finger up and down her arm.
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