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Evelyn Fox

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a character in “safe harbour”, as played by partially-stars

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far too young to die - panic! at the disco. who wants to live forever - queen. just one yesterday - fall out boy. the rumour - you me at six. white noise - pvris. bury a friend - billie eilish. the reaper - as it is. hurricane - thirty seconds to mars. shatter me - lindsey stirling feat lzzy hale

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Evelyn was turned about nine months ago, and is still trying to come to terms with what and who she has become. Shortly after being turned, she attacked a human in a desperate thirst, and has had a craving for human blood ever since. Even as she hunts in the woods, killing animals and thriving off of them, there’s still that burning desire in her. It terrifies her as she feels she has lost the last of her humanity and that she has lost it so quickly. Being unable to walk in sunlight is just her punishment for that. Her newfound speed is perhaps the only thing she doesn’t hate, but she has decided that that doesn’t make it worth it. She doesn’t know exactly how fast she can run, but she has outpaced a mountain lion and multiple deer while hunting.

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All Evelyn wanted to be was normal. And for her entire human life, that’s all she was. She was your typical young woman. Possibly a little too addicted to social media and Starbucks, a tad overenthusiastic at times, but loving and one of the best friends a person could ask for. She was passionate and angry at the way the world was, and did everything she could to try and change the injustices she saw around her. The supernatural was an escape for her, something she saw in movies and nowhere else. She never could have dreamed that they existed, or that a chance encounter could turn her in to one of them. There are days when she wakes up and forgets who she is now, who she has become. That old Evelyn still exists. She spends a lot of free time volunteering, she works for a charity, she does everything she can. It makes her hate herself a little less. Just because she has become a monster doesn't mean that she has to act like one.

Evelyn hates what she has become. She was vegan in her human life, and having to turn to killing animals to literally survive was one of the hardest things she has ever done. But if she doesn't, her thirst becomes so bad that she loses all control and is liable to attack a human. She hates how it feels as though her control over her life has been taken out of her control. She hates how feeling the sun on her skin hurts as though there is acid being poured on her skin. She hates almost everything about being a vampire. She never asked for this. She doesn't know why she was the one who was attacked.

There is a burning passion in Evelyn. Her hatred fuels her drive as she researches for a cure, trying to find something, anything, that might be able to cure her. The search for knowledge was what kept her moving around for so long, and what drove her to stay in Greythorne. Her determination has become stubbornness, a refusal to back down. She was always stubborn, but she has only gotten ever more so since being turned. She believes that all vampires are monsters, not just her, and believes that a cure would make the world a better place. She's still trying to get her head around the idea of there being other supernatural creatures, and is trying to ascertain where they stand in her worldview; but almost always leans to the harsher side. A monster is a monster, even if they don't consider themselves one.


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Evelyn's parents had never really intended on a family. But along came Evelyn, and they decided not to let a child ruin their plans. Evelyn seemed to be constantly moving. Every school year, she moved somewhere else. At first, she loved the adventure. She loved meeting new people and discovering new places. But as she reached her teens, Evelyn began to hate it. An argument with her parents resulted in her packing her backs and moving to Germany to live with her grandmother. She was there nine months when her grandmother suffered a massive heart attack and passed away in her sleep. She moved to live with some of her aunts, but she never settled with any of them. She hated moving around, but she didn't know anything else. Staying in the one place for too long terrified her, bored her.

She moved back to the US to live with her parents, who had decided to make the move from England to the US while Evelyn was living in Germany. They promised her that things would be different, but it wasn't. Her father ended up getting a job that required them to move on a regular basis. The compromise was that they at least stayed in the same state. It was easier to keep track of her education, and she finally graduated from high school. Attending a traditional university wasn't really an option for her, so she took distance courses as she continued to travel with her parents.

It was Maika that made her want to stay around. He was tall, dark, handsome, and mysterious, and as obsessed with Evelyn as she was with him. One evening, as Evelyn walked home, she was attacked. A monster jumped her in an alleyway and drained her body of almost all its blood, before leaving her with a parting gift. He changed her. Maika found her and knew immediately what had happened. He'd grown up in a family of slayers, and was the only one of them who didn't follow that lifestyle. But he knew enough to coax Evelyn through the initial few weeks. After she lost control and attacked a father-of-two, she broke down and begged him to destroy her. She couldn't live like this. He refused, over and over again, and she screamed at him and broke up with him. She returned to her life of never staying anywhere long, always moving around. All of her spare time was dedicated to finding a cure. She didn't get very far- but in her research, she heard of a town, a safe haven for people like her. She couldn't care less about being safe. But she did care about the knowledge that would be there. And so Evelyn found her way to Greythorne. She's heard the mutterings of a potential threat, but there's a part of her that welcomes it.

So begins...

Evelyn Fox's Story

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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plans had been in motion for months now. it had been discussed, time and time again, but it was only here, now, that anything was finally starting to happen about it. their scouts had finally found the town. stray, random scouts had found it over the years, but multiple scouts had found it. which finally meant that they could start moving. it was just a matter of time. greythorne had been found. greythorne would fall, and every monster that walked it's streets would be destroyed. it was just a matter of time. its residents didn't know it yet. but day by day, hour by hour, the hunters came ever closer.




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There was a rare few hours of peace in Greythorne. As the sun peaked above the trees, still only starting to rise, and those who would rather avoid the sun slunk back indoors. The town was quiet for a few hours as people began to rise and began their day. At times like this, it was easy to forget the danger that awaited them. It was even easier for those who either didn't know or who didn't want to know.

Peace was something that Phoenix Woods hadn't known for a long time. It seemed that there was always something turbulent in his life, keeping his thoughts a constant wave of emotion. For months, his life had been the same thing. Every waking hour was spent working on the cafΓ©, making sure that he was too busy to think, too busy to hurt. More than once, he'd ended up painting or building or crafting recipes at 3AM when that awful, crushing loneliness kept him awake. Even when he'd opened for business, there had always been something to do. He'd questioned so many times if this had been the right decision. But he'd had to do something, he'd had to walk away.

His parents had rang him that morning to wish him luck. The conversation had gone about as well as he'd expected, which was to say they avoided the question of when they'd be coming back to Greythorne to see him and the cafΓ©, had told him how exhausted he had looked, and had boasted about how truly wonderful the French riviera was. He still had never quite forgiven them for just walking out. They'd had a bitter argument, one their relationship had never quite healed from. They made Phoenix feel as though it had been his fault they'd been "trapped" in that small town for so long. They told him on a Friday and were gone by Monday.

Phoenix sighed and leaned against the frame of the French doors, closing his eyes to soak in the sunlight for a brief moment. Today was the launch of the cafΓ©. Despite the fact that it had been open for six weeks already, things hadn't been finished, and he'd literally only just gotten enough money together to fund the party. It was no wonder he looked exhausted. He didn't think he'd slept more than five hours any night in the last six months. Even last night, he'd had to wake up at 4AM to start baking for the day. He couldn't remember what it was like to feel peaceful. Or even to have energy.

But he didn't have time to dwell on it. He sighed, pulled on his leather jacket, closed the doors behind him, and made the short walk to the cafΓ©. The smell of fresh paint was masked with the smell of fresh herbs and flowers, making him feel just a little more relaxed. Some of the staff were inside already, getting set up, and he just smiled and nodded at them, taking the first tray out of the oven. And the day began.

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The sun rising over the trees was usually a sign for Evelyn to disappear inside. But today, not so much. She’d been hunting most of the night, but she’d heard rumors. And not good ones. Rumors of hunters, those seeking to destroy those like her. She wasn’t totally sure why she wanted to seek them out. But Maika had told her how much he knew about them, and if anyone could give her information... it would be them.

So she plastered what little exposed skin she had in the strongest sunblock she could find, and began her search of the woods. She had become accustomed to a peace she usually only associated with the dead of night. She had always been extroverted in her human life, but she’d learned as quickly to enjoy the silence, the peace of the night and the woods.

It also made her hyper aware of sounds, waiting for a crackle or a heavy footstep. She was so used to hunting, to having to be silent, that her own footsteps barely made a sound on the ground. She’d learned to tell an animal footstep from a human footstep for fear that she wouldn’t attack an innocent human. So when she heard that distinctive weight, she crept, ever slower, until she could see them.

She didn’t recognize them. They seemed to be striding with a certain certainty that made her think they couldn’t be up to anything good. She stepped from the trees to where the two men could see her, and beamed at them. They stopped on their tracks.

β€œHello, gentlemen,” she beamed. β€œCan I help you with anything?”
β€œI... we...” one of them said. The other glared at him.
β€œNo, thank you, darlin’,” the other said.
β€œWhat are you two fine gentlemen doing out here so early in the day?” She asked, keeping a smile on her face.
β€œDon’t suppose you know the way to Greythorne?” The first asked. Evelyn frowned.
β€œAnd why would you want to go there?” She asked playfully. Then her expression dropped. β€œYou two wouldn’t be... hunters, would you?” She asked. They looked at her for a fraction of a moment, before attacking. They didn’t stand a chance against Evelyn, who had one of them unconscious in a matter of seconds and the other pinned against a tree.
β€œTell me what you know,” she demanded. He just grinned. β€œYou’re all going to burn, monster. You’re all going to go back to the hell you came from. He clawed at her neck, exposing a sliver of skin, right where the sun poked through the trees. She screamed in pain, dropping him, and he was gone. She didn’t give chase, instead scrambling to cover herself up again. She frowned as she stole back into the depths of shade. These weren’t like Maika. These were something different. Something that, despite her self-hatred, worried her.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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Jaiden smiled when Phoenix finally had the time to talk to her as he was clearly busy, she couldn't help but grin slightly as he admitted while he was excited, he was also nervous and incredibly tired. That was evident from the slight bags under his eyes and slight differences in how he acted, subtle things she was able to pick up about him. She was worried about him, but she knew he was able to take care of himself and if he needed anything he would ask. "Well, look at it this way. You're finally living your dream and being able to do what you've wanted for years, and I couldn't be any happier for you, Nix. Just don't overwork yourself and take your time. You're the boss man here, and even you need a break every now and then." she said with a reassuring smile, even though she wasn't one to talk as she barely slept and was always busy with her own things, especially being someone that worked from home and most people. But that wasn't the time for that, she was here for him and that's all that mattered.

Her attention was taken away from Phoenix as someone else sat down next to her at the counter, it was another resident that she knew somewhat, wouldn't say they were the best of friends, but they were nice enough to each other, all considering they were both Witches, as was Phoenix, which was something that was kind of a bond for the three of them. She smiled and gave him a small smile as he said good morning, "Mornin', Alex." she said with as friendly as a tone as she could muster.

A small chuckle came from her when he complimented how she looked, and that he liked her jacket, giving a small flirtatious smile and wink after he spoke. "Heh, thanks, Alex. And I like your uhm....Fanny pack." she tried to hold back a chuckle after she said that, but it was all too funny of a thing for her to take seriously, and she hoped Alex wouldn't have gotten offended by the small joke she made. All but too quickly her attention was taken aback by a small chime from the door as someone else entered the cafe, as she turned her head a large smile overcame her as she waved at the person that entered. It was one of the few people that she considered a very good friend aside from Phoenix. They had their differences, but with how nice and welcoming Aurora always was, it was always pleasant to see her, especially since most if not all of the plants Jaiden had in her house came from her shop. "Morning, Rory!" she happily exclaimed as she gave the fae a large smile and wave, looking back at the others as they all talked about the grand opening of his shop, and how she brought all the flowers for the store and that she too had an order in for Alex's grandmother.

She smiled as all of her friends were here, looking back as Phoenix asked what they'd be having and that he was sure they were going to love everything his store had to offer. "Surprise me, Nix. I know you won't disappoint." she said with a toothy grin and small chuckle as she gave him a bit of a teasing tone.




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The morning sun had all but come up and cast its glow over Greythrone, meaning most were getting up as others were retreating to their homes. And much couldn't have been truer for one of the individuals in the outer forest of the small town.
The past night had been an all but overly stressful night for one named Markus as he had one of his transformations again, being nothing but a slave to the moon, which would be his master until the time he died, which would result in his freedom of what he considered a curse. Or, if there was a cure, which he heard whispers about, but he doubted they were true.

He was now making his way back to his small house that was tucked far away from the town, away from most people, and most of the drama that followed it. It was also a way of him making sure everyone was safe and far away from his uncontrollable anger and violence whenever the moon would be at its fullest, and most controlling form. He had just finished feeding on the corpse of a very large, and well-maintained buck that had gotten jumped out of nowhere, and had been giving the most merciful death he could give the creature, simply snapping its neck between his strong jaw when he was in his wolf form. He had small crevices where he would put extra clothing after a transformation where he had a certain area for where he would hunt as a wolf, while he was in the mindset of a beast, he wasn't fully deranged, but under relative control. He had gotten dressed into one of his most preferred styles of outfits and slowly walked back to his home, but stopped as the thick hairs on the back of his neck bristled, something didn't feel right, as if he wasn't entirely alone in these woods.

Markus remained still as he listened for any movement or scents he didn't recognize, it was when he picked up the scent of three others that his attention was grabbed. Snapping his neck to the north of him he began to move more slowly, and carefully as he proceeded to follow the smell he picked up. Shortly thereafter he found an unconscious man lying in a clearing, with no one else around. At least that's how it appeared to any mortal being. He still was able to pick up the feeling of someone else being there, a somewhat familiar presence. He stepped closer to the body that lay on the ground, it was a hunter for sure, as they had the mark on their neck covered by their shirt collar. He growled to himself as he knew it was true, people were coming, and they weren't bringing anything good with them.

Slowly Markus rose back to his feet as his back was turned, he craned his neck to the side as he took in the scent one more time, making sure he was entirely sure of who it was. He had only seen her a few times, but her scent was recognizable. It was the smell of a vampire, one he had a few encounters with, but not many as she was new to the town. He kept his back towards her as he spoke, "You can come out you know, no one's going to hurt you, Evelyn. At least I won't. Maybe the sun will though, you need to be more careful." he said with a calm, and deep voice. It was true, he wasn't going to hurt her, he had no reason to unless she proved herself as a threat, but with the sign of two hunters now in their woods, in search of the small town, he began to worry. With the smell of burnt flesh, he could tell she was in one way or another injured from the encounter, most likely being exposed to the sunlight that came through the trees. He removed his jacket and extended it out to her hiding place, if she wanted to stay out of the sun she'd need to be under more layers until she got home.

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Evelyn jumped as she heard somebody else entering the clearing, and pressed herself against a tree, holding her breath. The footsteps were heavy, definitely not an animal. She slowly crept around, keeping to cover, to see who it was. She could only see half of his face. Almost instinctively, she went into attack mode. But then he called her by name, and she exhaled. Markus Valegood. Lycan. Bit of a loner, but he was pretty okay. But still, she didn't move, watching him for a second or two longer. He took off his jacket and held it out in her general direction. Still, she waited for another few seconds, watching, waiting.

"Oh, trust me, I was careful. Freaking assholes knew about my sun sensitivity and fought back, pulled down my jumper to expose some skin." She folded her arms and still kept to the shade, but stepped out to where he could at least see her. After a moment or two, she shrugged. "But thanks for offering the jacket anyway." She said. "Do they usually travel in pairs?" she remarked. "It looks like they were deliberately trying to find us." She walked over and poked the unconscious one with her foot. He'd hit the tree pretty hard and had hit the ground even harder, and seemed to be out cold.

"What should we do with him? I'm guessing we wouldn't exactly be well received if we brought him back into town." Part of her was still tempted to do that as a potential source of information. Try and figure out if they know anything about a potential cure. But they'd tried to kill her almost on sight, which gave her the impression that they probably weren't the type to offer a cure. She'd met some hunters who seemed like the type to consider it at least, but not these guys.

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Markus studied her as she remained in the shade of the trees, smirking as she was still hiding from him, as if she forgot Lycans, even in human form could still see perfectly in the darkness. He nodded as she spoke, listening to every word that she said, especially the part where they knew of her weakness, meaning they knew full well that she was a vampire, and not entirely human, or at least not anymore. He watched as she finally walked out of the sun and poked the man with her boot, finally having thought of a response for what he was told. "They're hunters. Skilled killers. They knew what they were doing, and all that really matters is that you're safe now, or at least safe enough, minus the burn." he stated as he took a quick look at where she was burned, it wasn't terrible, but it would need treatment, and thankfully he'd know how to help it.

Markus walked over to the unconscious man and lifted his head up, his breathing was labored and weak, he would be out for a long time, if not having a concussion afterward. Markus lifted him up, placing him on one of his shoulders with ease, he'd have a slight plan in mind for what he'd be doing with his, special guest. "I have some ideas what we can do with this one. But it requires taking him back to my place for safekeeping, as well as any questioning he may be subjected to." he stated plainly as thoughts went through his mind. He had specifically customized his entire basement as a means if he ever needed to be locked away at home, he'd have a safe place to turn and eventually calm down in.

He turned back to Evelyn and nodded, "No need to thank me. The last thing I need is a vampire-like yourself getting more injured. And by that, I can tell you're just recently one, not enough experience or confidence. Not always a bad thing, but in this it could have been a worse outcome for you. Speaking of, if you want to accompany me with bringing him back, I can help treat the burn that you have. But it's up to you, I'd just advise being safe in these woods, something has felt off about them for a little while, and now, with hunters closing in, it's getting less safe to be traveling alone." Markus stated somewhat coldly, but also with a sense of primal fear and uncertainty. He may not have been the biggest people person, but he still cared if innocent people were hurt, especially due to Hunters, and his natural disliking and hatred that he had for them.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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Phoenix frowned at Alex’s mention of his dreams. He trusted Alex’s gut on the matter, trusted that the dreams couldn’t mean anything good. But nothing had happened yet. Hopefully they’d pass on through and this would all blow over. Everything going to hell was the last thing he needed right now.

He fixed a smile back on his face as he turned around to serve a customer, but Aurora’s sudden departure made the smile slip a little. He turned his attention back to the customer and fixed them up with their lemon and ginger white tea, handing them a free cookie and asking them to spread the news. β€œIs Aurora okay? I hope I didn’t upset her by bringing up the hunters,” he said. He didn’t know much about Aurora or what had brought her to the town, but the speed with which she practically ran out the door made him think it couldn’t be much good.

Somebody called him away to ask him a question. His staff were good and only ever asked him to sort something out if they’d given it a try themselves. He’d trained them in himself, but he couldn’t take all the credit. They were hard workers and he was immensely proud of them. He turned back around to serve a customer at the counter... and for a moment was struck entirely speechless, a rarity for him. There was a man at the counter, and he was honestly possibly the most beautiful man Phoenix had ever seen. His white blonde hair was that perfect type of messy that Phoenix could only ever hope to achieve, and those piercing blue eyes felt like he was looking into Phoenix’s soul. He recovered his composure and fixed the biggest smile he could on to his face.

β€œHi there! What can I get you?” He asked, leaning on the counter a little. He was pretty sure he’d promised himself and/or Jaiden (he had been exhausted and a little drunk at the time, so couldn’t be sure if he’d said it out loud to her) that he was never going to fall for a pretty face again. He knew that if there were hunters in town, he should be especially careful. He didn’t recognize this man and knew that he should probably be careful as a result. But... that perfect face and that perfect hair.


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Evelyn just scowled at the mention of the hunters. Her skin was still stinging like hell, and she knew it was going to take a while for it to heal up. But Markus had an oddly calming presence, and she figured he was probably a good ally to have on her side. She raised an eyebrow as he mentioned questioning. β€œI like your thinking.” She said with a grin.

She raised an eyebrow as he made a comment about a vampire such as herself, but just scowled and folded her arms as he commented on the fact that she was obviously relatively new to this. β€œIs it that obvious?” She mumbled. But the offer of treatments and of finally getting answers was just too tempting. Plus, Markus seemed to be more experienced, and he might be a relatively good source of information. And he was a pretty elusive person, so she would be lying if she said she wasn’t curious about learning a little bit more about him.

β€œAlright, I’ll grab his feet, you grab his arms,” she said, bending down to grab the man’s feet. He was broad and muscular, and there was no way Evelyn would have had a hope of moving him by herself. But Markus looked strong at least, so they should be able to manage. Especially because she was pretty sure she’d heard that lycans were stronger than regular humans.

β€œSo, a question for you. Like you said, I’m pretty new to this. I knew a hunter at one stage but he wasn’t a... hunter as such. His family were hunters, but he wasn’t. But none of them had a mark like that guy does. Why do they have a hunter’s mark? Because it makes them stand out, and they’re easy for us to target. Otherwise, we’d hesitate because we wouldn’t know if they were just some poor normal person or not, and they’d have a few seconds of an advantage on us.”

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Jaiden smiled as Aurora mentioned she was getting close to understanding how to communicate with Melvin, which caused her to smile and chuckle a bit. Aurora did seem to have a natural affinity with that small creature, seeming to understand him more than Jaiden ever could. It would make sense, Aurora was a Fae, or well, Fairy, so it would make sense that she could talk with animals. She also nodded when Aurora gave her a grin about the flowers, and if she had any in mind that she would gladly make more, which she would gladly indulge her friend in. But before she could really answer or think of what to say next, Aurora got up and said she was going to check on the flowers for a moment, and watched but was taken back as the others gave their opinions on what they thought about the hunters, which caused her to go back to thinking about them.

Jaiden's mind had been distracted by several things, primarily by the notion of hunters in the town. She never had the luxury of running into one, yet. But what she knew about them, genuinely scared her. There was a group, a large one mind you, of specially trained individuals to track down and kill certain species within the supernatural world. The main ones she knew were Vampire, Lycan, and Witch Hunters, knowing full well that there were others out there, but those were for some odd reason the three most talked about Hunters. And they happened to be some of the most fearsome Hunters in existence. She was finally snapped back into reality when Phoenix began to talk to the next customer, with too big of a smile on his face. She barely even looked to the side until she saw what Phoenix was looking at, it was a boy, rather tall, slim, messy blonde hair, stark blue eyes, and pale skill.

She looked back to see Phoenix with that look on his face, causing her to slightly choke on her drink as she knew what he was thinking. "Jesus Christ, Phoenix. Really?" she coughed as she cleaned up the spilled coffee off of her, giving him a certain look in return, Phoenix would know what it meant all too well. Her eyes were somewhat squinted, her nose was partially upturned, tightly clenched jaw, and her arms were crossed. It was the look of disappointment and judgment, as he had indeed promised her he'd never fall in love with another pretty face again, albeit it was when he was incredibly drunk, but even then, he had made a promise and was doing well so far. But the last thing he needed right now was to form a crush on a random stranger, especially right after hearing about news of Hunters being in Greythorne...




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Markus grinned when she mumbled something under her breath, normally it would have done undetected, but since his hearing was that of animal's, he was able to hear it clear as day. "Look, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant, that after you've lived as long as I have, and met as many other supernatural beings as me, you learn to pick up on things. It's not a bad thing, it's just something you learn when you have nothing better to do in your free time of a century.." he said rather bluntly. He didn't care that anyone knew how old he truly was, as it didn't matter to him, if anything it helped keep others at bay, if they had the impression of him being older than he was in appearance. He turned and looked when she grabbed his ankles and helped drag him back to Markus' humble abode, which wasn't as far of a treck as anyone would probably think otherwise.

As they had begun walking, Evelyn, if he remembered correctly began to speak again, he wasn't the biggest talker himself, more of a listener. But with the questions she brought up, he couldn't help but want to answer. He had too much time on his hands over the years, and he spent much of it learning. He knew if he was going to live for a long time, why not spend it the best way he could? Gather as much knowledge as he could, especially when it came to his past, and his relationship with Hunters. He finally nodded to her questions as he thought on what to say exactly, until he finally came up with the proper explanation, especially about the mark on their neck. "Well, first, you're very much so correct. Not all Hunters have them, just a small amount do, like our friend here." he said in motion to the man they were carrying back through the woods, if anyone were to see it, they'd suspect a murder, or maybe something else. But Markus didn't really care, not many people came into these woods, and those that did knew that someone watched over these woods.

Markus looked at Evelyn for a moment, and then back to where they were going as they continued walking, "Those that do have the mark, are what we consider rogue Hunters. Hunters that have either went against the Hunter's Code, or have been proven to be too dangerous and were given a mark. My best guess with these two? I got the sense of them being a bit of both, but if I were to assume, I'd say too violent. Even Hunters have a code to follow. And whatever these two bastards did went against it." he stated all too plainly as if he was simply talking about the weather or what he was going to do that day. Hunters didn't really scare him, but what did were the ones like this. Why would they be coming here? He doubted they'd be the only Hunters to come here, and he'd expect more to arrive at any point.

"Anyway, my home is just a bit further up this way. We can discuss more when we're behind closed doors. We don't know who else could be watching, or listening. Even though I don't sense anything, yet." he said as he looked back at the woman that was helping in carrying the Hunter. Something about her, seemed off. She wasn't like most vampires he met, especially not the new ones that he had met before. She was almost too human, and for her own good and safety. It was something he'd have to help her learn. While he wasn't the biggest fan of vampires, all considering his ast with them, he wasn't going to turn away one that was obviously too new, and in a way innocent to the world she was recently welcomed to.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Phoenix could feel a burning gaze into the side of his head, and he knew exactly who it was coming from. A sideways glance at Jaiden confirmed that. He knew exactly what that look meant. It meant he'd be getting a stern talking to the minute this handsome stranger walked away. At best.

The man asked for a scone and asked about the jams. His comment about Phoenix making his day made Phoenix blush a little, but somehow, through some miracle, he kept his composure. "Sure thing. One blackberry scone..." he said, fishing the pastry out of the display cabinet and putting it on a plate for the man. "And just give me a minute to go find you some jam," he said, before heading in to the kitchen. The jam had been something to mostly lure in a few of the grandmothers in the town, who had always requested Phoenix to make them jam. It was something about berries that grew under the influence of his magic, they said. He'd always had berry bushes at home, which had come with him to live on his balcony now.

While in the kitchen, he exhaled heavily, taking advantage of the alone time to give himself a mental warning. Hunters in town meant that strangers equaled bad. He should know that, did know that. Besides, the man at the counter was way, way out of Phoenix' league. He was just entertaining Phoenix, that was all. His minute up, he quickly fired a text off to Jaiden. "Quit looking at me like that, you'll scare the customers off." He fished out an armful of jars of blackberry jam and went back out to the counter.

"Three jars of my finest blackberry jam. Berries were grown by yours truly. And if it meets your approval, come back in any time and I'll fix you up. My name's Phoenix, by the way," he said as he handed over the jam. "So, what brings you to town? We don't get many newcomers here, and I know I haven't seen you around here before. I wouldn't forget a face like yours," he said. The one, tiny, sensible part left in his brain swore at him, but it was too late to take it back now.


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Evelyn listened as the man spoke, explaining why certain Hunters were marked and others weren't. It made sense, really, so that other hunters could tell the good from the bad. And possibly so the supernatural could too. But it didn't exactly console her if it were the bad ones that were targeting the town. She had millions more questions and comments to make, but he basically told her to stay quiet until they were indoors. As if they didn't already look suspicious as hell carrying a guy through the woods like this, they were doing it in silence. She managed to hold her tongue for a few more minutes, but her curiosity got the better of her.

"You said that you were able to pick up on the fact that I'm new to this just because you've been around so long. What exactly was it that gave it away? The fact that I didn't apply SPF all over my body? Because the one I use is kinda expensive and it's really nice and almost too nice to waste on parts of my body that I'm gonna be covering anyway. Or, like, is it something else entirely?" She asked, readjusting her grip on the man's feet. From the little she knew about the supernatural, lycans tended to be incredibly strong, so she knew that Markus could probably handle him all on his own. But she liked feeling like she was helping, and besides, she wanted to stay on his good side. If he was experienced, he might be able to help her out.

"Oh wow, is this your house? It's really cute. Totally worth trekking out to the middle of the woods for, to be honest. And I bet it's super peaceful out here. I've never even been this deep into the forest. I bet you can see the stars really clearly out here," she remarked. Seeing the stars was her favourite part of having to stick to the hours of darkness. Out here, it was so remote that you could see every constellation, and on some nights they were so bright she didn't even need to rely on her improved night vision.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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A shadow of a grin formed on her face when she saw Phoenix duck back into the cafe to look for the jam that the new guy asked for. She gave him the cautious side-eye, that was until she heard her phone beep in her jacket's pocket, which caused her to quickly take it out and look who messaged her. She grinned as she saw it was Phoenix simply asking her to stop looking at him like that. She chuckled and simply replied back with as much sass as he was deserving of, Maybe when you stop giving him those eyes, then just maybe. Or if you continue, I will scare this one off. Your choice, lover boy. she said in response to Phoenix' plea. She tucked her phone back into her pocket and got out of the seat, deciding it was best she left, otherwise she'd get ahead of herself and forget what she needed around the town before she went home.

She gave the new guy another look, this one was a tad bit longer of a gaze as she couldn't exactly nail what she was thinking, something was...Off about this one. With one last look she shook her head and walked out of the door, giving Phoenix one last friendly word of advice and good luck, and left. Seeing Alex and Aurora talking across the street she gave them an awkward wave and proceeded to walk to the nearest store for some last-minute supplies before she would make her way back to her house in the woods. In all public eye she was the outgoing, friendly type of social butterfly everyone would love to be friends with, but in reality, Jaiden wished she could just disappear and never have to interact with anyone ever again, simply out of fear of hurting someone else, but she knew it was impossible, especially with the supposed Hunters coming. And she was slowly getting more and more scared as time passed.




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M A R K U S V A L E G O O D

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A soft sigh escaped his lips as the woman named Evelyn continued talking, something Markus didn't normally mind. But, she just didn't stop talking. It was like she was almost a machine, that never ran out of fuel. He did the best he could to remain calm and hold his composure as she rambled on about how did he know she was new to being a vampire and such. A small grin spread across his face, but it soon faded as he thought of an answer. "Well, yes and no. It's, complicated really." he began to speak as they continued walking with the body. He could feel a slight tug as he assumed Evelyn began to drop the man, stopping in his steps as she got a hold of him again, and they resumed walking.

"By that I mean you have tells of being new. For a vampire, you're awfully cheery and rather, in a sense, still rather human. And by that I mean you don't have the normal signs of an aged and experienced vampire. And there's nothing wrong with it in general, but when it comes to Hunters, it shows you're new, vulnerable, and not as skilled as others are. You make an easier target, and your newness, once it's exposed, can easily be used against you." he finally stopped and took a breath, he didn't normally talk this much and it was beginning to show. He took a moment to compose his mind and let him think for a moment before he began to speak again.

"You need to study and examine your targets more carefully. Don't speak until their motives are clear. If these were any more experienced Hunters, they would have killed you all too easily. What I'm trying to say is, learn more, act less until you know what you need to. Your gut will tell you the rest." he said with a calm tone. Markus was a loner, that much was true, but he wasn't any less of a tutor, and when he saw moments of being able to teach someone, he took it. If he could help someone, he would. He was a loner, not heartless, and that's what made him misunderstood amongst most of the people in this town.

As they continued talking, a small house in the distance appeared, seeing as he left some of the lights still on, having forgotten them. He turned his head to look at Evelyn, a small shadow of what could be considered a smile spread across his face as he turned back to look at his humble home. "Indeed it is. It's small, but I don't need much room as it's just me, usually. It's the best way to stay out of the eye of people, and to myself. I prefer being alone usually." he said with a remotely cold tone. He walked up to the door, unlocked it with one hand he kicked the door with his boot lightly so they could enter. He tossed his keys on the floor and nodded to Evelyn. "Make yourself at home. I'll take care of this guy first, and then I'll take a look at the wound you got there." he said with a bit of sympathy and worry in his voice. He closed the door and locked it behind them, picking up the still unconscious man, tossing him onto his shoulder he unlocked one of the other doors and walked down into the darkly lit basement, being able to see perfectly fine due to the wolf in him.

A few minutes later Markus emerged from the basement, the man was shackled by several cuffs and impossibly breakable chains that kept him to the wall. There was no way he was getting out, due to one way out as there were no windows, and the door was bolted and locked. It was where Markus would retreat to if he didn't turn outdoors, so he wasn't going anywhere without them knowing. He finally found Evelyn in one of the rooms and looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "Ready?" he asked, both of his arms folded neatly behind his back.




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The sun was high in the sky as Violet made her way out of her grandmother's house as she had been living there for the past few years, or what one would call living, seeing as she was a Ghost in past recent years. Violet usually kept to herself, residing in the small colonial house with her aging grandmother who had all since her own passing, forgot about her granddaughter and has remained oblivious to Violet's presence. Only ever getting a slight chill or feeling as though someone was in the house with her. Much to Violet's dismay, her grandmother's ever-declining health had been weighing on her mind lately, and not being able to communicate with her much anymore had often been a result in her worsening depression. But she wasn't going to let that bring her down, especially not today as it was the grand opening of that new caffe in the town. She heard whispers about it, and she was excited, even if she wasn't able to partake in the food part, she was going to show her support to the owner, Phoenix. They had been good enough friends, even with Violet being a ghost.

He was always nice to her, as well as were some of the other patrons in the town, even those were few and far between. Thankfully the house wasn't too far from where she was going, and soon enough she made it, seeing one of the locals leaving the establishment, Jaiden Price was her name, if Violet could remember correctly. Jaiden was nice to her the few times they talked, but it never lasted very long due to them both being introverts and socially awkwardness. Violet smiled as she walked through the door, rather literally and saw a thinning group of people at the front counter. And there Phoenix was, as well as a new person. He was tall, like very tall, had bright eyes, and pale blonde hair and skin, something about him unnerved Violet, but she didn't know what it was. Just, something about his presence, the very feeling he radiated scared her a bit. She shook her head and looked at the man she was there for, "Hey, Phoenix! How's it going? Good I hope! I'm glad this place turned out as well as it did!" she said with a large and toothy smile, not having realized she had rather literally walked right through the stranger, stepping to the side she gave him a blushed grin. "M-my bad. I don't always realize it, I'm sorry..." she said with an awkward chuckle as she rubbed the back of her neck.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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xxxcan we pretend that we're in love?

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Phoenix had promised himself that he wouldn't fall head over heels so quickly again, that he wouldn't fall for the first stranger that paid him even the slightest bit of attention. But one conversation with Cas, and Phoenix could feel himself falling down that rabbit hole all over again. He kept a plentiful supply of blackberry scones on the counter at all times and made sure he always had blackberry jam on hand. He'd forgotten how good this felt, the rush of seeing the man walk in.

And then there was still the nights when the loneliness weighed so heavily on his chest that he had to stay moving for fear it would pin him down and suffocate him. Cas had never intended on sticking around, he reminded himself. Why was he doing this to himself? Why was he letting himself get his heart broken all over again? How hadn't he learned by now? He was beginning to run out of distractions, and pouring his excess energy into his houseplants had backfired. The lavender had nearly taken over the balcony, and there was now a little pot of it in every room in his house, as well as some of his friends. The blackberries were thriving, though.

But a distraction arrived in the form of the annual Fall Festival. It seemed a little stereotypical for a town that largely consisted of the monsters that others dressed up as, but it was Phoenix's favourite time of year, and offered the perfect distraction as he concocted the perfect fall recipes and planned themed events for the cafΓ©. Everyone's favourite evening was the second last night festival, and it was the first night Phoenix was letting himself have off. The cafΓ© had a small stall, overflowing with handcrafted treats and serving themed drinks, but his staff had pretty much ordered him to go enjoy himself, even just for a few hours.

Phoenix loved the food and the smells of the festival, but deep down, his favourite part was seeing the entire town in costume. For a night, anybody could be anybody, and you had to do a double take as people walked past or waved. He hadn't exactly put in a whole lot of effort into his outfit, switching out the vest for a long sleeved black t-shirt at the last minute, but the wings had been his distraction for the past few nights. He'd DIYed a cheap masquerade mask and overall, was pretty happy with the result. So having been shoved away from his stand with a cup of his custom spiced cider in his hands, he found himself grinning as he wandered around the festival.


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The hunter in the woods had proved to be a surprisingly willing informant for their plans. Then again, faced with an overly chatty vampire and a grumpy lycan, who wouldn't be? But what they'd found out had unnerved Evelyn. There was apparently more hunters coming to the town. And the majority of them were branded. That's what they called themselves. The Branded. The ones deemed too dangerous. No, Evelyn didn't like the thought of them working together at all.

And clearly, they weren't superstitious. If Evelyn had had to pick a time to attack a town of the supernatural, she wouldn't have chosen the few days in the run up to Halloween. She didn't know if they were any more powerful, but she figured that only an idiot would chance it. But no, apparently they had plans. And of course, the whole town was out in force, in masquerade to boot. Thankfully, she didn't see any stereotypical vampire costumes. She was on edge enough, and seeing one might have just driven her over. She was rather proud of her outfit, topped off with a mask she'd found at the last minute. Once upon a time, she would have worn something a little more daring, but she wanted to be able to move and to fight if she had to. And besides, there seemed to be a range of outfits, ranging from truly artistic to the usual "sexy" ones.

She wished that this hadn't been her first time experiencing the festival, because it was amazing. The sights, the sounds, the smells. Everyone seemed so happy, so relaxed. Evelyn found herself praying that nothing would happen, that they'd been lied to. She couldn't let herself relax. Everyone that she didn't immediately recognise posed a threat, and with everyone in costumes and masked, it was impossible to immediately recognise anyone. She exhaled heavily. It would be fine. It had to be.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Time had passed by slowly as the next few days came and gone. Jaiden visited the cafe almost every day as she needed her coffee fix, never letting it go with how Phoenix always looked at the man that came in for his jam and sweets. His name was Cas Davis, and something was odd about him, she couldn't place her finger on it, but something just didn't sit right with her about him. But her real priority was somewhere else, the next few days would be bringing Halloween, and the town's local fest, the Fall Festival. It was one of the few things that she honestly looked forwards to, and she already had her mind on ideas for outfits. She had finished her's off all too soon as she had the concept in mind for a while, and was busy at work making what she would end up dressing with. On the other hand, the hard part was the mask. Every year people would dress up and wear masks, and every year she would have something different, this time she decided to opt for a small and rather basic, leather mask that was dyed a crimson color with some small details on it, nothing over the top, but was fancy enough for what she was trying to achieve.

There were a few people she had in mind that she remembered that they requested that if she had the time, she could make some masks for them as well, and she happily obliged. Then she remembered two other people specifically that would need masks, one would be more ornate and fancy than her own, and the other would be more on the basic side of things, as she knew the latter person wasn't much for dressing up, unless it was the Festival. Then he went about as out and extravagant as he could. Over the last few days she had finished their masks and personally delivered them herself. Their reactions were as she expected, one was excited and happy with how it turned out, the other simply thanked her.

But the day finally came, The Fall Festival was here and Jaiden couldn't be any happier. She had gotten some of her chores done for that day and was getting things ready for the evening, getting into her costume and grabbing her mask, she'd it on when she got closer to the downtown side of where the festival was always held. Finally, she made it and found herself smiling, so many people. Humans and supernatural alike, they were all dressed up and communing with one another. She smiled and put on her mask before she decided to join in on the fun, she grabbed some coffee and snacks from one of the stands and began to walk around and look at the other's costumes and see if she could spot any familiar or unfamiliar faces. Her mind was on the thought of Hunters, and if they were here, it would be almost imossible to find them out in this large of a masked crowd.



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The next few days had passed by slowly for Markus just as he had expected. He and Evelyn interrogated the Hunter, and what they got was surprising to him. He knew they were of the Branded kind, that much he knew, but the fact that specifically those kind of Hunters coming here brought a tang of anxiety and fear in him. The thought of Brandeds coming to Greythorne didn't sit well with him. As the days past, he kept the Hunter in his cellar, only ever letting him out to use the bathroom and back to the cellar he'd go. Always remaining handcuffed and locked up, he couldn't risk him getting out until he knew what he was going to do with him.

The days continued passing by, and Markus had remembered that the Fall Festival was around the corner, he'd need a costume and mask, even though he wasn't a fan of masks, he knew one person that hand made them with care, he had asked one of the few artists and designers in the town if she could make a mask for him, and she was all too happy to help. Markus didn't know her well, but from what he knew, she was a decent person, rather kind, skittish and introverted, but nonetheless kind to him. He knew what she was, specifically her being a witch, but he didn't care. He had no right to judge anyone, or anything, especially with his past. When the day came for his mask to be delivered he thanked Jaiden with a kind smile and a small hug, offering if she ever needed anything, he'd gladly help.

A small smile spread across his face when he opened the small box, revealing the mask that he had custom made for him specifically. It turned out far better than what he expected and was all too thankful. It was basic, but fancy enough for what he had in mind. The day finally came when the Festival would begin, he dressed into his costume and put on the mask, looking himself over in the mirror, he looked stupid, but he didn't care as much as he normally would. Everyone would look a little dopey and he was okay with that, besides, wearing a mask would help his insecurities and social anxieties a bit. Soon the time came and he found himself in the middle of the festival, walking around with a cup of fresh coffee in his hand and a small smile on his face as he looked at all the people dressed in costumes, but the thought of the Hunter in his basement was on the back of his mind, he wouldn't be able to stay too long, but long enough to have a good time.



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the next few days Violet had felt absolutely awful and embarrassed. She accidentally had passed through the man more than once as the week had gone on, never realizing it until it was too late, always apologizing and feeling embarrassed about it. Half of the time she had spent in the house, watching over her grandmother, more often than not she spent time talking to her, even though it was mostly one-sided conversations. But seeing her grandmother and being able to talk was rather therapeutic for her, and she needed it. She needed a way to escape and find a way to vent, and often rambling to her grandmother helped, even if she couldn't hear or see her.

But as the days passed Violet became aware of the fact that the Fall Festival was coming up, and she'd need to do something about it. As it was Halloween, she'd be at her strongest, as in a sense, a "portal" from the other side would be opened the ghosts would be at their strongest, as well as being able to fully communicate and interact with the living, even though it was only a few hours. Violet relished Holloween for reasons like that, and she took it with glee. She was more than excited when a small box was left on the front porch of her house, it contained a small and rather beautiful mask inside, containing a letter as well. It was from one of the locals, Jaiden Price to be specific. A small smile creeped on her face.

Jaiden had always been nice to her, and no matter what, she always saw her as a friend or as much of a friend that a ghost-like her could have. The day finally came and Violet had decided on her costume, it would be basic enough, but it was all that she could really do. She'd only have a few hours until she returned to her normal state of not being able to be seen or fully interact with the living, and she was aware of that fact. The time soon came and the festival began, Violet happily and excitedly found herself in the middle of the town, amongst the people in costumes, laughing, smiling, and having a good time. This was one of the few times she could be with people and feel alive again, and she took it head on. She put on her mask and happily found herself walking around, smiling and talking with people, finding out the latest news and gossip, simply trying to be able to have that feeling of what it was like to be alive again, and this year, she was going to take it as much as she could.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Under normal circumstances, this would have been Alex's favorite night of the year. He'd spent months working on his costume, sewing and re-sewing pieces, hand stitching details, giving up on the mask and buying it online; all while trying to maintain some sort of historical accuracy, even with his Abuela's constant "Alex, who cares how historically accurate it is? It's creepy. That's all anyone's going to notice." He cared if it was accurate! So, normally, he would be absolutely thrilled, but tonight he was more worried than anything. "You just gotta get the dreams out of your mind, Alex." He mumbled to himself, "I know that hunters are almost certainly getting too close for comfort, but nothing bad ever really comes of it. It'll be fine." Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that he should just climb into bed and skip the festival entirely.

Instead, he got ready; layer by layer, piece by piece. At least I'll stay warm. He thought to himself, trying to put thoughts of fire, death, destruction, and hunters out of his mind. "Alex," he turned when he heard his name. This was the first time his Abuela had seen all the pieces of his costume put together, "my god. Don't you think you've taken the 'melancholic ghost boy' thing a little too far?"

He looked down at himself, "No that's not- it's not... It's a plague...." He sighed, "I am not working out my reasoning with you." She rolled her eyes, mumbled something about scaring children, and the two of them set out for the festival, originally together, but they split up pretty quickly once they hit the crowd. A short wave of panic hit Alex, but he swallowed it down, adjusted his hat, and kept an eye out for friendly faces. He would certainly feel better around friends; instead, he felt swallowed by a mob of vaguely familiar faces, and some he couldn't place at all. The mask didn't help, and he was already considering ditching it for some piece of mind, but he decided to take it a step at a time, everything was going to be just fine.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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xxxi'm sorry but i fell in love tonight
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xxxcan we pretend that we're in love?

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One of Phoenix's favourite things about this was the sheer variety of costumes. There was some who were wearing their own clothes and a mask, some who had clearly put most of their effort into one bold, aspect, and others who had gone entirely overboard. And none of them were out of place. Some kids ran over and touched his wings, and Phoenix bent down and bent them towards them so they could feel them properly. They giggled and ran away again, their dad shooting him a thankful look as he jogged after them.

Phoenix did a double take as he spotted one costume, before grinning to himself. Even if he didn't see their face, he only knew one person who would wear something like that. "Alex!" he called as he jogged up to him, already grinning. "Your costume is amazing! Seriously, dude, I was genuinely freaked out!" He gushed. He decided not to mention that he could see at least one kid who appeared to be generally terrified of Alex. "Is your abuela here? Please tell me she dressed up too," he said.

There was a figure standing a few metres away. Phoenix would have immediately recognised that figure anywhere by this point. The only reason he hesitated was because he'd said he wouldn't come. But sure enough, it was Cas, wearing a skull mask and a very, very flattering suit. "Cas!" He called, waving and beckoning Cas over, his grin widening as he did so. The small, sensible part of his brain that he had left sighed dramatically, but it was too late. He could just say hi, he told himself. He could show Cas around a little. He could just be a friendly face. It didn't have to mean anything.



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Evelyn was new in town, and quickly realised that she didn't exactly know too many people. She bought a chai latte and a slice of brownie and ate them as she wandered around, stopping to buy some sunflowers from a stall. The range of costumes endeared her, from kids dressed as ghosts and skeletons and cats to... someone apparently dressed as a plague doctor? And there was everything in between.

As she strolled through the stalls, she fell in love with the people. She spotted two girls talking to each other, one dressed in steampunk gear, and another in a, frankly, adorable pastel witch outfit. "Oh my god, I know this is weird, but I love your outfits! You guys look so cool!" She gushed as she passed, but didn't stop to talk.

She spotted a familiar figure, dressed in a costume that made her smirk. She made her way over to him. "Ahoy there, matey. Glad to have a first mate on this journey of ours." She teased, tipping her hat at him. "Didn't realise this was exactly your scene. Good to know you're not too grumpy to have a little fun." She added. The fact that the two of them had basically worn the same costume made her smirk. "You know, people are going to talk about us wearing the same costume. They might even think we're friends," she teased.

"Did our mutual friend diverge any more information about what's going to go down?" She asked lightly, but the weight behind them was real. They couldn't ignore it, despite how much she wanted to just ignore it all and have a good evening.

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Jaiden was casually strolling about the town, smiling away as she saw everyone in their costumes, clearly, some had been worked on for months as they were incredibly detailed, and others were, well...Last-minute projects most likely are thrown together with whatever they could find. Even those had their own campy, cliche charm to them and made her smile. There was anything from the cliche witch costumes, to werewolves and vampires, to even angels, with the halo and wings. All of the cheesy and cliche costumes caused her to roll her eyes a bit and shake her head as they were simply stereotypical costumes you'd see. But that didn't stop her from having fun and enjoying the night, as seeing normal humans joining in on the fun made her heart flutter a bit, as it was all too peaceful and happy.

She was happily enjoying the festivities when an all too familiar voice came from behind her, complimenting her outfit and how it fit her as well as it did. A small smile and blush covered her face as she heard the compliment, for once she was happy to be masked, otherwise the look on her face would have been too tall of a tell tale sign. "Heh, thank you, Rory. I spent, a bit of time on this, I'm glad you think it turned out well!" she said with a smile and awkward chuckle as she tucked her hair behind her ear, looking at her friend's costume. It was more on the cliche end of the spectrum, but it fit her and was fitting as it helped increase her usual cuteness. Jaiden was going to reply when a woman dressed in a pirate's outfit walked past them, complimenting them on their costumes, all Jaiden was able to do before the woman disappeared out of sight was being able to yell out a thank you, doubting the woman even heard it.

The witch turned back to look at Aurora and gave an awkward chuckle as she spoke, "Uhm, sorry about that. Y-you look really cute! I uh,I mean your costume is really cute. Not to say you aren't, I just mean that it looks great on you, as does everything really." she rambled out, trying to ease the awkwardness and unease she felt, but the more she spoke the more she realized how awkward she was making things, she just hoped Aurora hadn't assumed anything, she was simply just trying to return a compliment back to Aurora, that was all. At least that's what she kept internally telling herself.



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Markus had been enjoying himself a bit as he strolled through the town, enjoying the sights and people, which he usually didn't. But it was Halloween after all and he usually loved this holiday, one of the few things in life that still gave him a bit of relief in his otherwise monotonous and boring life. He was silently enjoying things as he heard an all too familiar voice call out to him from the crowd, stopping in his tracks with his back turned, Oh come on, she already found me? Fuck.., he thought to himself as he slowly turned around to see the woman that called out to him. Sure enough, it was Evelyn, and to his utter shock, and some may even say his dismay, sure enough, they had managed to completely and utterly match costume ideas.

A small sigh escaped his lips as he knew he should be nicer to her than he normally wouldn't be, he wasn't entirely heartless and cold. Besides, while she did tend to ramble, a lot, he had to remind himself that she didn't mean any harm or annoyance, she simply wanted to know more. A small smile spread across his lips as he spoke giving her a small bow, "Aye aye, Cap'n." he teased, his smirk lasting a little more than normal. His normal expression soon overcame his face when she mentioned him being grumpy and old, simply rolling his eyes he dismissed the tease. "I for one love Halloween, and I'm not grumpy, I just simply don't have the mindset for human things anymore. I'm sorry I let my age get the better of me sometimes. I may look young, but I don't always feel it." he gave her a bit of a teasing smile and wink, walking a bit as they resumed talking.

His eyebrow twitched a bit at the mention of the Hunter, it was too exposed and out in the open where they were. People could possibly overhear them and that was the last thing he wanted. To cause mass hysteria and panic in a large crowd like this. He simply gave her the side eye until they managed to walk somewhere more private and less people focused. It was an area with a few benches and tables, clearly set up if large groups or family's wanted to sit and eat together. When he was sure they weren't being watched or followed he thought about what had transpired after Evelyn left his house. How the silence was welcoming.

Markus shot her a look before he spoke, "Not much of anything useful, really. Just that an attack would be coming, sometime soon and that if we weren't careful or got out of here innocent people would be put at risk. But we can't evacuate a whole town of people like us, too obvious and glaring, ontop of dangerous and questionable." he said, speaking quietly, making sure his senses kept him aware at all times of his surroundings.

"I don't know how many are here, if any more, but I doubt there was only two. I suspect more will be coming eventually. Don't trust or talk about this to anyone you don't know or is new here, we don't know who we can or cannot trust. Except for other people like us, but not everyone is open about it." he said with a solemn and urgent tone. His expression changed as did his voice as he gave her a look as he stood up, "It's Halloween, and you need to enjoy yourself. As well as it really being your first time here and seeing the town, you should go make some friends, I think I know some you may end up liking." he said as he gave her a small smile, as if being genuine. He was, she needed some friends, but this was also a last ditch attempt on his part to get her off of his back and give him some peace away from her. She talked too much for his liking, he put up with her as much as she could, it was just the talking...

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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Imageβ€œIt turned out amazing! I wish I was that talented” Aurora said with a small sigh but a smile on her face. β€œLucinda helped me with most of the putting together - I just got to pick the colors” She giggled, as she remembered sitting at the Carson’s dining table while Lucinda stitched the skirt. Lucinda was amazing, but the more time she spent with her the more Rory missed her own mother.

Rory turned to face Evelyn just as the vampire was already making her way back through the crowd offering her a small smile and gratitude. Evelyn was one of the most conflicted people she had ever met, besides Alex, but she was a sweetie deep down. Aurora made a mental note to talk to her more.

As Jaiden rambled on Aurora giggled, placing a hand on Jaiden’s shoulder in a friendly β€˜I know what you mean’ sort of fashion but also eased a bit of comfort her way through touch. β€œThank you! You look great too as always” Rory could sense the crowd was making Jaiden a little nervous and decided to divert to a more comfortable topic. β€œHave you seen any of the others? Alex told me he was dressing creepy” She rolled her eyes slightly. β€œI tried to get him to be a sunflower, but he wouldn’t budge. Can you imagine how great that would’ve been? I had my Gardner outfit all planned out”.


Cas was glancing at some Talismans from a Shaman’s small booth when he heard his name being called. He froze in place, his face blushing a faint rose as he recognized the voice instantly. Cas turned slowly hoping - praying that the voice didn’t belong to Phoenix and he was simply just hearing things. Shit. As he locked eyes with the witch he felt a mix of instant regret and something else - excitement? No, that couldn’t really be right. Phoenix was standing next to another man, one he recognized faintly from the cafe the first time he had ever walked in. Cas had seen him around a few times since then, but never stopped to chat. He found that he subconsciously walking towards the two, a charming smile on his face. Talking to Phoenix would most likely make leaving in the morning much more complicated. He hadn’t planned on telling anyone, his stay was getting suspicious nonetheless. Not to mention he knew he was getting way too attached to the people in this town.


As he got closer to the two, he began to make out their costumes. A- Al, Alex. Alex. That was it, was wearing some morbid plague doctor get-up which frankly matched the dark cloud that Cas always felt surrounded him. He then turned to Phoenix his smile faltering slightly as he looked at the midnight black wings attached to his back. Cas shoved his hands in his pockets to keep them from shaking as he felt his face pale. Of course, of course this would happen. He cursed the heavens in his mind as he coughed slightly to break the awkward tension, the smile reappearing on his face. β€œSorry, I think there was definitely something else in that Apple Cider” His laugh was curt and a bit strained. Cas turned quickly to Alex thinking about offering a hand to shake but decided against it. β€œI don’t think we’ve been properly introduced I’m Cas Davis. I’m sure you might know me as the man who has been buying up all of Woods’s jams” He nodded in Phoenix’s direction with a slight wink.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Phoenix laughed as Alex asked him to remind him not to wear a full mask the following year. Frankly, the thought of one just seemed outright claustrophobic to Phoenix, but Alex had seemed excited about it at first. And Phoenix didn't exactly have room to judge- had he had time, effort, resources, he might have put a little more effort in to his own costume. But he was happy with how it had turned out, even still. Phoenix grinned as Alex complimented them.

Alex's questions about what he should do as Cas approached, and Phoenix barely had time to respond. "Just be yourself, okay? That's more than enough," he said with a grin. But he didn't have time to dwell on it. There was something... strange in Cas' behaviour. At first, he seemed that perfect flawless figure he always was, cool and calm and collected. And then, suddenly, he paled, seeming panicky for just a moment. He recovered quickly, but Phoenix could see the few cracks in the perfect mask for the first time. But the slight wink made Phoenix grin and blush a little.

"Cas, this is Alex. Alex, Cas. Alex and I have been friends since we were kids. And Cas' purchases of jam have probably bought my food for the rest of the month. When you combine that with the charming conversation and company, it's an absolute delight serving you," he said to Cas with a beaming smile. "So, has the Fall Festival made you fall completely in love with Greythorne yet? It's probably my favourite time of year, if I'm being honest," he said. He decided not to dwell on Cas' momentary discomfort. It was probably just Alex's costume. It seemed to unnerve everyone. There was a small voice in his head that reminded him that Cas had only paled as he'd turned to look at Phoenix, but the reasoning behind that was a place that Phoenix didn't want to go right now.



EVELYN FOX
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Evelyn just smirked as Markus rolled his eyes. She'd discovered that calling him an old man was an effective and satisfying way to irritate him just a little, and she seemed to get mileage out of it every time she used it. This time was no different as he explained himself more than necessary. "Sure thing, Grandpa," she retorted with a smirk as they began to walk. She knew exactly what that look meant. No hunter talk in somewhere as public as this. But she hadn't actually said the word hunter, and he had room to be as vague as he liked. He was the one who said the word "attack", in her defense, although he did wait at least until they were away from the crowds.

The change in his tone made her raise an eyebrow, as he went from making plans to telling her to go make friends, essentially. "Figured that figuring out this whole hunter problem is probably a better use of my time right now. Especially because I've got all of eternity to make friends," she said. The words were out before she realised how she'd let the venom seep in to them, her hatred at the thought of living and living and living forever. She'd wanted to live a long life, but never this long. Not with all of the unpleasantness it brought.

"How did you reconcile yourself to this life?" She asked suddenly, not looking at him. "The thought of... living forever, and ever, the only end in sight brought about by someone else. Like, I wanted to live to a hundred, just because that's a really cool achievement. But like, vampires live for hundreds of years. And hundreds of years is way longer than I ever anticipated. How do you even... make friends if you know you're going to live that long? If they're mortal, they're just going to die. If they're immortal, surely you're just eventually going to get fed up of each other. And then they've also got to deal with the whole... drinking blood to survive thing," she said. "With their friend being a monster."

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Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox

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J A I D E N P R I C E

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Jaiden smiled as Aurora explained that she had help with the costume and that she was happy that it turned out as well as it did. She blushed when she complimented how well her own costume looked and that Aurora wished she was as talented as Jaiden in costume design. Jaiden chuckled awkwardly as Aurora placed her hand on her shoulder, giving a small smile, "I could always help teach you how to make costumes if you ever had the time? It's rather easy if I'm being honest." she stated plainly. Finally looking around to see if she could find anyone else that they knew when Aurora changed subjects, it was obvious she tried to help ease the awkwardness that Jaiden was feeling. As of right now she didn't see anyone else of note, "I don't think I see anyone else, and if I do, I don't really recognize them right now. And of course Alex would do something scary, he's always going overboard with the whole thing." Jaiden said with a small smile and chuckle, trying to see if she could find anyone, but with everyone in costumes, it'd be harder to find them.



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Markus found himself giving her a bit of glare when she called him old, especially grandpa, maybe telling her his real age was a mistake, one he was beginning to regret. It was obvious she wasn't going to let it go, as well as he could tell she was doing it to simply piss him off a bit, mainly testing the waters. He took a deep breath and composed himself, it would be best to not start something in such a public place, as well as over something as trivial as a small tease. "I'm not that old, ya know." he said as he gave her a small and quick grin, looking over the crowd as they continued talking. He looked at Evelyn when she began speaking again, bringing back up the talk about the hunters and how it would be a better way of her time than enjoying the festival.

He could understand that, it made sense, and in all honesty it's what he should have been doing. He should have stayed home and kept his eye on the Hunter in his basement, but he shook that thought out of his head as he looked back up when she began asking how did he ever learn to accept a life like the one they had, never aging, seeing people grow old and pass on, or become one like them. It was something he hadn't thought about in a long time, if he was being honest with himself. He sat there with his arms folded as he thought. Markus thought to himself, his jaw remaining clenched as he was in deep thought, he could easily tell her what she wanted to hear, or at least bullshit and lie his way and give her false hope, but he knew he needed to be honest with her. "The thing is, you don't." he said softly and plainly as he finally looked her in the eyes, his dark eyes showing as much needed emotion as he would need to.

Markus sighed as he stood up, his arms crossed over his chest as he continued talking, "I could easily lie and give you false hope and make it seem like it isn't so bad. But that would be the worst thing I could do to someone.The thing about this life, is that it's not an easy one. Some are born into it, like myself...others..." he spoke as he looked from Evelyn and into some members in the crowd, seeing an older Lycan in a tuxedo and mask. "Others like you are turned against your will, and are forced to accept or live in denial. It's a life you learn to live with and accept as those you love move on and grow old while you stay young forever or grow at a much slower rate than others. It's just something you have to accept." he said with a tone of sadness in his voice as he looked away, realizing his emotions were taking over him a little. He shook his head and cleared his throat, looking out into the crowd if he saw anyone, finally seeing an all too familiar face and one he didn't mind seeing he waved and called out to her in the crowd, "Hey, Vio! There's someone you should meet!"



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Violet had spent much of her time wandering around the crowded streets, seeing vendors and shops all around the town. Seeing different people in costumes made her heart flutter a bit, this was her favorite time of the year in Greythorne, that and Christmas if she was being honest with herself. She found herself eating a few churros as she was walking down the sidewalk, looking at all the lights and people. This was the one time of the year where she could in a sense be "human" again and she was going to take full advantage of it.

Violet was busily eating as she heard someone call out to her from the crowd, at first she was taken off guard, as she didn't usually hear him yell, unless he was yelling at her, but she turned to see Markus talking with a woman she had never seen before. She gave him the hand signal of just a moment and made her way to him. The closer she got to the two, the better she recognized the other person, even with the mask she could tell it was that new woman, what was her name...Eve...Eva? No, no, that's what it was, Evelyn, right. The new girl to Greythorne, and if she could remember, she was a vampire? Finally she made her way to them and gave a hardy smile to Markus, "Hey, Markie. Glad to see that you decided to show up, especially dressed up, and who's this? Your date?" she asked with a mischivious grin as she gave him a wink, looking at Evelyn she stuck out her hand for a handshake as she introduced herself, "Don't let him fool you, he isn't as grouchy or old as he may seem. Kind of a big ol' bear. I'm Violet by the way, or Vio, whichever you prefer." she said with a small chuckle, she knew full well that Markus was going to let her have it later, or at least he'd try to.

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Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox

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Evelyn had at least been hoping for a few words of comfort, for something about "it gets easier!" She probably should have known Markus was the wrong person to ask for it. But at least he was honest. That much she could appreciate. But even if she was a monster, even if she had no intention of staying this way for the rest of eternity, she couldn't see herself doing what Markus did and basically closing himself off, not really having any friends. It was just she'd much rather be the one to grow old instead of the one having to watch.

Evelyn raised an eyebrow as Markus stopped and waved somebody over. It was a girl in her late teens, wearing a frankly adorable costume. Despite herself, Evelyn's face brightened a little. It lit up entirely as the girl also started teasing Markus. Teasing Markus by herself was fun, but doing it with somebody else? Even better.

"I'm Evelyn. And god no, he's not my date. He wishes," she said, lowering her voice into a mock whisper at the last part, before her face cracked into a grin. "So, Vio, how did you meet our mutual friend here? Do you know all of the fun stories about him? Because frankly I'm just dying for material, calling him old constantly just goes so far." She gushed, getting to her feet and looking between the two.

Part of this was an act. To convince everyone else that she was fine, that the loneliness had just been a momentarily blip and that she was back to her usual happy go lucky self. Part of it was to convince herself. Dwelling on loneliness wouldn't be healthy. And, besides, she'd get this figured out. She'd find a way to claw back her mortality, her humanity, no matter what.

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Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox

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Almost immediately regret hit Markus. The fact that both Evelyn and Violet began teasing and poking fun at him caused regret to fill him. Was it too late to call it off and just leave? But no, if he did that Violet would just give away all of his secrets and embarrassing stories to Evelyn, who could then turn it into even more teasing, something he was already growing tired and old of. He looked at the two girls that were conversing, easily poking fun at him in almost every way. A low and small growled passed his lips as he shook his head, finally deciding to break up the chaos that was slowly unfolding before his very eyes, due to his part really. Markus looked at Evelyn and rolled his eyes before he spoke, "Trust me, Evelyn. You aren't my type." he rattled off with first before turning to Violet, who he gave a very stern look for only a moment before a smile creased his lips. He had known her for a very long time and she was one of the few people he could tolerate, mainly due to their past, which to Markus was a special one.

Markus turned back to Evelyn when she asked how they met, a small sigh escaped his lips as he thought it would be best to break it to Evelyn before Violet did, as he knew it was hard for her to talk about. And seeing the look on Violet's face after she was asked, he knew he had to be the one. He looked at Evelyn with a rather solemn and sad expression as he spoke, his voice was soft and filled with a tinge of sadness, "I've known her for years...She's been in this town for ages, literally." he started, he slowly moved closer to Evelyn for a moment as he spoke low, knowing full well Violet didn't like the topic of what they were discussing. "Violet used to be human, but on nights like this, she can be in a sense, alive again." he put an emphasis on the word alive, hoping Evelyn was able to pick up what he was implying. His relationship and past with Violet was a long one, and he knew her better than anyone, and visa versa.



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Violet gave Evelyn a smile as she introduced herself, and chuckled as she asked if Violet knew any embarrassing stories. Covering half of her mouth with her hand that she flattened out as if Markus wasn't allowed to hear, "I know all the stories about Markus, so I got you there." she said with a mischievous grin and chuckle. But her once happy and bubbly attitude all but faded as Evelyn had asked how they met, their past was something that was incredibly important to Violet, and talking about it in great detail caused her to form some anxiety and uneasy feeling in her stomach whenever she was asked about her past. She remembered everything in her past life as a human as the years dragged on, slowly they all came back and she was filled with a void of sadness and emptiness, as something was missing. Her literal mortality and humanity, something she wanted back, she wanted to be human again all the time and be able to live a life again like everyone else in Greythorne, but she knew it was impossible, right? Once you die, you're dead and there's no way to bring you back from that, at least that's what everyone thought.

Violet was taken back from her thoughts when she saw Markus talk to Evelyn, explaining that she was a ghost, trying his best to not use the word around her as she knew he didn't like using it, especially around her. "it's okay, Markie. You can say the word ghost, it isn't going to kill me or anything." she said, her morbid humor showing a bit, not having intended it, but it happened and she went along with it. "Besides, it isn't so bad, especially on nights like this, just wished it lasted forever, ya know? Anyway, do you guys wanna go and do something, or are we just gonna sit around here like wallflowers and continue being hermits as everyone else has fun?" she questioned, as she didn't want to stand around and do nothing for the remainder on the night of her being able to be as human as she possibly could be.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Alex listened to Cas, and he listened to Phoenix, and he looked at their faces as they spoke, listened to their tones and inflections, and suddenly felt like he was in high school again; always some sort of third wheel to some possible relationship that didn’t even exist, because Phoenix seemed to fall in love with every guy who looked his way. At the same time, Alex felt a certain level of protectiveness over Phoenix. He knew Phoenix didn’t need anyone protecting him, and he also knew that out of everyone in town, Alex was not one to be talking about being cautious and taking things slow, but he’d seen Phoenix through some dark times, and Phoenix had seen him through dark times as well, but Alex especially didn’t ever want to see his best friend hurt in the ways he’d been hurt before.

Still, he felt the need to give the two some privacy, if only for a moment. There was definitely something the two of them needed to work out, and he didn’t particularly want to sit around and wait to see if they would get around to it. He waited for a lull in the conversation before turning to Phoenix, β€œHey, I’m gonna go see if I can find something to drink. Want anything?” The offer was more about telling Phoenix that he would be coming back than it was an actual offer, because he had been known to use similar tactics to escape uncomfortable situations and never return. Although, if Phoenix said he didn’t want anything, it was entirely possible that Alex just wouldn’t come back, and he would be telling himself he was giving Phoenix some privacy.

As he turned to walk away, he leaned in and added, β€œBe careful, okay?” Over the years, Alex had said those words to Phoenix more times than he could count, and he wouldn’t be surprised if they’d lost all meaning. Most of the time, he couldn’t even tell Phoenix why he needed to be careful, just that he’d had an ominous dream or a gnawing feeling in his gut, and neither of those had ever proved to be particularly accurate. Still, Alex appreciated that Phoenix took him seriously, still. He knew it would sometimes be easier to brush him off as a man with persistent nightmares and an anxiety disorder. Sometimes he wondered, himself, if that wasn’t all there was to it. If it weren’t for the occasional waking vision, he might be convinced of it, himself. No one’s future, it seems, is set in stone.

As he walked away, he felt a familiar ice cold sensation on the back of his neck; someone was trying to get his attention. He looked around briefly, but saw nothing out of the ordinary, so he brushed it off. Spirits tended to mess with him more, this time of the year. He knew the veil between the living and the dead was thinner, and he also knew that a necromancer was sort of a beacon in the night. They all knew he was there, knew he could easily perceive them- even if no one else could. Sometimes they warned him of things, but without opening up to let them speak to him, it could be difficult to discern just what they wanted.

He was stopped a few times, first by a little girl who’s mom assured her that Alex’s costume was, indeed, just a costume, but she needed some proof. So he briefly took off his mask- and was met with another chill down his neck (which he ignored)- so he could talk to her for a moment, bent down at her level. With the mask off his head, she suddenly wasn’t so scared of it, and wanted to inspect every piece. As the girl and her mother walked away, Alex thought he heard a faint, look up! And while he wasn’t entirely sure if it was an audible voice or not, he listened. A small flock of ravens flew overhead, and Alex found himself quickly counting them. Thirteen. He quickly reminded himself that everything in life is not an omen, and that birds fly over the town all the time. He bought a cup of hot chocolate, was stopped by someone wondering if they had to buy tickets for the games (they seemed to swap out their methods yearly), and his response of β€œI don’t really know. I’m banned from playing them, so I didn’t bother to check.” was apparently unsatisfactory.

He took off one of his gloves to check his phone, partly because he wanted to text Phoenix to let him know that he’d be heading back soon, and also to make sure that nobody needed him. He started typing out a quick text when someone bumped into his shoulder, causing him to fumble and hit send on a text that read ”Hey, I” just before he dropped his phone to the ground, and simultaneously spilled hot chocolate all over himself. Swearing under his breath, he turned to see who had run into him, but whoever it was had disappeared into the crowd. He bent to pick up his phone, but someone managed to kick it just right so it careened just past the booths and vendors, not so far that it was out of sight, but far enough to make Alex wonder if that had even been accidental.

He pushed those thoughts out of his head and walked over to get his phone, intending to check it over for damage and head straight back to his friends. As he did that, he heard a small commotion from a nearby alleyway. Nope. Not doing that. Not going there. He started to turn to leave, but found himself face-to-face with someone he didn’t immediately recognize. β€œOh, um-” he started to apologize and slip past the man, but he was interrupted.

β€œSorry to bother you, but my friend came this way, and I haven’t seen him in a few minutes. Going to look for him by myself kind of freaks me out, would you mind helping me?” Alex didn’t know why, but he agreed. Maybe it was the charming smile, maybe it was the way the man grabbed his arm and started leading him along before he had even chosen.

It didn’t take long before Alex found himself in that alleyway, surrounded. He sighed, almost defeated, β€œLook, I don’t know-” A fist to the nose shut him up quickly, and he suddenly understood exactly what was going on. Five against one was the farthest thing from fair, and he suddenly felt very small.

β€œWhat do you think he is?”

β€œDoes it matter? Let’s make it quick.”

”You need to try to run.” Said a voice in his head. Alex agreed; he needed to get out of this situation. Everyone in town needed to know what was going on, but he didn’t know how he was going to make it out of here. He started to yell, β€œHelp! There’s-” They started to come at him, and he tried to run, he did his best to fight back, but quickly enough he felt a white-hot flash of pain. He cried out in pain, sounding almost more like a wounded animal than a person.

I’m going to die… He thought to himself, as he suddenly started feeling very cold.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Phoenix had been so lost in his complete and utter delight that Cas seemed to actually be flirting back that he almost missed Alex's awkwardness. It wasn't the first time he'd been in this scenario either. As a teenager, Phoenix had dragged Alex along when he'd been going to talk to whoever Phoenix's latest crush was, mostly as back-up or so somebody with a bit of sense could drag him away if things went south. He shot Alex an apologetic grin as the other man walked away, nodding ever so slightly as Alex warned him, as always, to be careful. At this stage, it could have meant a number of things. Be careful, this man is still a stranger, you don't know that he's not dangerous.

Or possibly just, "be careful, don't get your heart broken again, I can't face having to watch disney movies with you as you sob into your ice cream. again."

But then Alex went, and Cas made a comment about scaring his friends off, and Phoenix was lost in the conversation all over again. "They scare easily. But I've never been afraid of fire breathing dragons," Phoenix retorted, smirking a little. He suddenly became acutely aware of how close Cas was to him, close enough that he could smell his aftershave. Subtle, sophisticated, and entirely unfamiliar. Phoenix met those shocking blue eyes and he could feel his heart pounding, his breath almost catching in his throat. Somewhere, feeling as though it was entirely disconnected, his phone buzzed.

And then there was a change in Cas' expression, and he grabbed Phoenix's arm and pulled him slightly out of the crowd. Cas' voice was barely a whisper, but Phoenix heard it. He could also hear and see that... fear. Not fear for himself. But fear for what was about to happen. He glanced at his phone to see if anyone had texted him, but just frowned at Alex's half text. Cas told him to leave.

"Cas, what the hell is going on? I can handle..." Phoenix trailed off as the pieces clicked in to place. The text. The sudden panicked faces of those around him. And that awful feeling that something was wrong.

"Something's happened to Alex." He didn't even realise he was saying it until it was out, and then he was running, shoving his way through the crowd. He saw Jaiden a few hundred feet in front of him, saw the distinctive light of flickering flames, and followed them down an alley, where sure enough, he found Alex and Jaiden. Alex was on the ground, with Jaiden kneeling beside him. "Oh my god. What happened?" He asked, taking a few steps closer.

He didn't know how he heard it when he did. He didn't know how he noticed or how he reacted fast enough. But he heard footsteps behind him and turned to see a glint of something silver heading for his heart.Vines erupted from the earth beneath them and abruptly dragged the man away, but not before the knife had a chance to tear a ragged cut along Phoenix's shoulder. He cried out in pain as the cut burned far more than its shallow depth should have allowed. The knife had to be pure silver. The vines had pinned the man to the ground, and Phoenix kicked away the knife. "Greythorne isn't going to survive much longer," the man swore, struggling against the vines. Phoenix could feel the reflexive increase in energy as they tightened around him. "You'll all burn in hell. You have no idea what's coming," the man added. Phoenix just stared, terrified as he realised he had no idea what to do next. He turned around to see Alex still on the ground, and Phoenix swore he could see blood. His own shoulder felt like it was on fire. And apparently this was only the beginning.


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Evelyn just playfully raised an eyebrow as Markus grumbled that she wasn't his type. She almost immediately picked up on what Markus meant. Violet was a ghost. Literally haunting the town. She nodded knowingly, but Violet confirmed it. Ghost. Evelyn wondered what that had to be like. At least she had some hope of a... a cure. What did Violet have?

But Violet clearly seemed eager to brighten the conversation up, and Evelyn went along with it. Talking about how terrible her life was had never been her style, and she didn't plan on starting now. So when Violet asked if they were going to go have some fun, Evelyn beamed. "Can't speak for Mr. Grumpy there, but I want to play some games. Ooh, or did you see the carousel? All the horses are painted to look spooky, it looks so cool."

But as Evelyn looked back towards the fair, she felt something... off. Some people around seemed tense and worried, and they hadn't been a few seconds beforehand. Something was off. She shot a knowing look at Markus. Perhaps the information they'd gotten had been right after all.

"How about we go take a walk around the fair first? See what's happening, what there is to do, just... really take everything in?" She said, hoping he'd get her meaning. She wanted to have a scout around, see if there was anything... strange happening. Just to check.

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Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Zada min Albahr Character Portrait: Oliver Brennan

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M A R K U S V A L E G O O D

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Markus growled under his breath slightly at the comment of him being grumpy, he admitted he wasn't always the nicest person to be around but grumpy? That was a bit of a stretch, for him anyway. He shook his head trying to not let the comment get to him too much, she was teasing and that's all it was. He began to nod in agreement when Evelyn asked if they wanted to go have some fun and play some games, but after a moment of merely scanning the area, a chill ran down his spine. All of the small hairs on the back of his neck bristled, standing on end, as well as the tips of his ears twitched as if his wolf senses felt something before he could. It was then that he realized what it was that he felt, dread, and a primal fear he hadn't felt in some time. They were all in danger. Everyone here was at risk of being in danger, he didn't know why, not until an all too familiar smell wafted his way through the air. He knew what it was, and the scent caused him to be even more unnerved.

Blood. Someone was hurt, and by the strength of the smell, it was multiple people. If he let his wolf side take control, it would become a feeding frenzy, like a starved shark drawn to blood in the water. He knew where the target was located, "That, that would be a good idea, Eve." he mumbled, his mind elsewhere but was still able to understand what she meant. He nodded at the both of them and began to make his way towards where the scent came from, slowly shedding off his costume, dropping the hat and mask behind him as he walked, stalking the scent. Finally, he came to the scene of the smell.

Markus immediately knew what had happened, the scene before him was evident enough. Hunters were indeed here, specifically Branded ones. They were no longer safe, Greythorne was no longer safe if it ever was. He looked down at the scene before him, Alex was laying on the ground, his heartbeat was barely audible, and as he scanned the area, Jaiden was already at work on bandaging up Phoenix, the local witch with the cafe. He grunted, his skin crawled as he looked at the man trapped within the vines, "You'll be mine next." he said with a deepened voice as the wolf within was slowly crawling its way to the surface.

He looked at the others and sighed, picking up a few more scents that led into the forest, knowing full well who it was. It was the other Branded ones. Three to be specific, one smelt slightly burnt, clearly having been attacked by Jaiden, a smile formed, she did well to scare away three hunters by her own, he thought to himself. But scaring them away wouldn't do enough to keep them away forever, they would come back, with more men, heavily armed, and would slaughter everyone. He took a deep breath and stalked his way into the forest as he cracked his neck, closing his eyes for a moment, when they opened they were of his wolf's side, mimicking eyes of wolves, as well as his jaw and canine teeth elongating. He was now a predator on the hunt for its prey and he was going to track it down if it took him all night. The further he went into the forest, the stronger a smell he picked up, but this time, it was blood. Lots, and lots of blood. Markus kept to the shadows as he slowly prowled about until he saw a form in the darkness, hunched over something.



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Violet picked up on what the two were trying to say, they were in danger and would need to get out of here, but not without making sure the others were safe as well. Violet too felt something was off, watching as Markus got into a trance-like state, waling away and into the crowd. She knew what that meant, and proceeded to follow after him, grabbing onto Evelyn's wrist and practically dragged her along through the crowd. Bobbing and weaving through the mass of people until they made their way into a small alleyway, where a horrific scene awaited them. Alex was on the ground being tended to by someone Violet had never seen before, but how he was acting and what he was saying showed he was there to help, clearing helping Alex. Jaiden was also there, tending to a wound on Phoenix' shoulder. A man was wrapped up in vines, clearly one of the people responsible for this attack. The aura she got off of him, as well as the one she saw radiating off of him was pure dread and malice. She growled under her breath, finally going over to Alex, seeing he was still out cold, she knelt down beside the man who was tending to him, "I-I'm a friend of his." she stuttered, gently placing her hand on him she could feel his soul slipping further and further away as his heart rate slowed more and more as time went on. "C'mon, you asshole. You can't die yet, that's my job and mine alone." she whispered softly into his ear as she looked down at Alex, there was nothing she could do, well, there was one, and it wasn't safe and would more than likely end with Alex dying. She couldn't take that risk, all she was able to do was stay there and keep her eye on him as he laid there, motionless.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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This was their home. This was supposed to be safe. They were supposed to be safe here. And all of a sudden, they weren't. All of a sudden, one of Phoenix's friends was bleeding out in an alleyway and he was clutching his own injured shoulder, able to feel his energy rapidly depleting with the energy of holding down a hunter. It felt as though the vines had wrapped around his own chest, making it harder to breathe. If he wasn't safe here, where would he be?

He only seemed to pay attention to reality again as Jaiden suddenly appeared in front of him, pressing something against his shoulder to try and slow the bleeding. It was silver, Phoenix wanted to say. It would need more tending than that, the skin would be burned, but somehow, he couldn't find the words. Cas' appearance stopped him from slipping in to the depths of his own mind again. The concern written all over his face might have flattered Phoenix at another time, but he just nodded numbly. And all of a sudden it was Violet that was there. Phoenix frowned.

"Violet, go back to Alex," he said, surprised by how steady his voice came out. Gently, and wincing slightly, he pulled her hand away from his shoulder and held the gauze in place himself. "He might need you right now." Despite the fact that he'd known Alex for what felt like forever, he had never claimed to understand his best friend's power. He'd never wanted to. He didn't even know how the hell or if it would even work in these conditions. But... Violet saw things differently, and she might be able to...

Well, worst case scenario, she couldn't do any less than Phoenix himself could.

Which was a big fat nothing.

Activity down the other end of the alleyway caught his attention. He turned just in time to see one of the men drive a knife into Cas' side. And, for a moment, Phoenix's vision went black. At that moment, it seemed his brain couldn't handle any more. He felt a release somewhere within him, one that only drove the anxiety higher. And sure enough, when his vision reappeared and he turned to look at where the man he had pinned to the ground had been, he'd somehow pulled himself out and had vanished. But he hadn't attacked any of them, having apparently realised that he was outnumbered and that one of him didn't stand a chance against even one of them. So Phoenix turned and, still clutching the gauze to his shoulder like a lifeline, almost ran down the alley to where he could see Cas, ghostly pale and shuffling towards them.

"Where did they get you? Where are you hurt?" Phoenix blurted out, searching desperately for some injury, for blood on his shirt but... despite the fact he had seen the knife go in, he couldn't see anything. Phoenix's mind couldn't quite comprehend it in it's exhausted state. "Cas, I saw them stab you," he blurted, still not quite... understanding.


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She could immediately see the shift in Markus as they made their way back towards town. Good to know it wasn't just her being paranoid at least. But as she got into town, an all too familiar scent reached her. Blood. A mix of supernatural, and the sweet, metallic, addictive scent of human blood. She hesitated, but Violet grabbed her wrist and pulled her further in towards it. Evelyn instinctively held her breath for fear she'd lose control.

But Markus and Violet dragged her to the site of an attack, where the smell of blood was overpowering and intoxicating. She pulled her wrist free of Violet's grip and pulled away, but Violet didn't notice, her attention on one of the injured. Two injured, one bleeding profusely, one who appeared to just have a wound to his shoulder but who seemed completely out of it, staring at his surroundings and not reacting to any of it. Witch blood wasn't as good as human blood, but it would do. She shook the thought from her head and paced back a few metres, still able to smell it despite her holding her breath. She could feel that... that monster in her, wanting to attack one of them, wanting to drain them, wanting to feel satisfied for the first time in months.

And then suddenly, a hunter who had been pinned to the ground seconds ago seemed to wiggle himself free and scramble to his feet. Having seen the powers of those gathered, he decided to run instead of taking any of them on alone. But he apparently hadn't spotted Evelyn. In a millisecond, she had him pinned to the ground, fangs a hair's breadth away from his throat. But something made her hold back. Apparently the impact of a vampire hurling herself in to you and causing your head to hit off the ground was enough to knock you clean out. Thinking on her feet, she pulled the belt from around her waist to form a makeshift set of handcuffs and tied her jacket over his head to act as a blindfold. Ideally, she would have had something to bind his legs away too, but this was the best she could do for now. And gritting her teeth, she dragged him back to the alleyway, that smell of blood still overpowering. But what else could she do? She wasn't strong enough to drag him anywhere else by himself, so this would have to do. And then she stood, hovering as far away as she dared get, holding her breath and hoping that somebody would tell her to go somewhere else, somewhere away from that sickening, addicting smell of blood.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis Character Portrait: Oliver Brennan

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Everything had been such a blur as everything happened so quickly before her eyes. The half-elf named Oliver had instructed Violet to help Alex if she was able to, talk to him if she could somehow reach him, wherever he was, as Phoenix had already gotten back to his feet and was already going over the man named Cas. She still didn't know how to feel about the guy, and how easy it was for him to win over Phoenix and his attention was scary to her, she hadn't seen him meet anyone ever that did that, and it unsettled her. What about this guy caused her friend to be so infatuated with him? She shook her head as they left, noticing that Alex was slowly coming to, mumbling something under his breath, it sounded like something about Violet and where she was. Now that she thought about it since she left to help Aurora, she hadn't seen her since she came back. She sighed as she looked at the others, they were a mess.

Jaiden looked over at the woman that had complimented their outfits earlier, she hadn't looked so good as Jaiden finally gave her a look over. Her face was pale, well, even paler than usual and had a sickened look on her face. " You don't look so good, you should head back home, I'll make sure to check on you tomorrow, okay?" she offered her a small smile as her attention was then taken away from the vampire to the fae. Giving Aurora a look over and her heart sank a bit, seeing her like that made her angry as well as saddened. The girl was so happy and full of life moments ago, and in seconds, she was simply a shell, asking if Jaiden is she could go with her and keep her company. She didn't blame Aurora at all, and to be honest she wasn't wanting to go home alone either. Anything could happen now that the hunters were gone and could be anywhere, splitting up would be such a terrible idea.

Jaiden gently placed her hand on the fae's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze as she tried giving her a small and reassuring smile, "Of course. I'll stay as long as you need me to." she said softly as the two began to walk away and to the fairy's house, making small talk as they made their way. Normally she would have said they could go to her house, but it is rather far, as well as it being cold, and who knows who or what was in those woods now, avoiding them would be the safest bet. "Whatever you need, I got it covered, Rory.." Jaiden said with a small smile as she stayed close to her friend, making sure that no one of suspect or danger was around, trying to ease the panic they were both feeling, but she would be lying if she said she wasn't even the least bit scared. Jaiden was petrified and had no clue on what to do, but she was going to what she had to. And that started with making sure one of her friends were safe.



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Meanwhile all of the chaos back at the fairgrounds, Markus was none the wiser when it came to what was going on with the group of friends in the alleyway. His senses were on high alert as he looked at what had caused the commotion and form in the darkened area of the forest. In the area that he looked was a rather large lake that was in a very large clearing with a field. His heart sank as memories of this lake came back to him, he remembered what happened here, and it caused some anger to stir within him. He shook his head, clearing any of those memories from his head, it was almost a decade ago, and it was too late. Too late to do anything about it, and too late to help her. He sighed as he scanned the area, seeing a trail of blood near the edge of the lake, crouching down he eyed the water's surface, something had been there as it was still calming down and rippled, sending some foam in different spots, as well as the blood that slowly appeared from its depths. He knew what transpired, one of the Hunters was lured, and was too easy of a target. Poor bastard, he thought as he studied the water closer, seeing a form lurking in one specific area of the lake. He crossed his arms and stood firm, knowing what, or who he was looking at. He had only seen her a few times, but he knew what she was, it was a rare case that they came on land, but he wasn't any less surprised, especially with Greythorne's past. "You can come out now, you're not hiding from me." he said loud enough for the figure to know they were exposed, even under the water. Markus knew that lake too well, and knew when someone was hiding in there. He was ready for a confrontation or at last a few words for the woman that laid hiding under the blue surface.



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Violet had looked down and away from Alex when he began talking about the fact that he was at her funeral and how it had affected him, especially since she was closer to his age at that time. It seemed like it was so long ago, and truth me told, it was, but at the same time it felt like it was yesterday. Being in a constant limbo where time never really passes for you is a weird life, or well, in her case existance to have. She sighed and shook her head, choosing to ignore that part of what he said, she didn't like talking about it, and now wasn't the time for that.

She nodded as he finally agreed to get out of there and go back, back to where they could rejoin the others. "Thank you. I thought I'd have to pull you back myself, and I wouldn't want to do that as...well, it has bad repercussions that I'm not even sure of yet." she said rather coldly, as it was the truth. There was one thing she could have done, and it would have ended badly if she messed it up, both of their souls could have ceased to exist, and she wasn't going to let that happen, not now anyway. They slowly began to make their way back until Alex stopped walking as if something had garnered his attention. She rolled her eyes and looked back at him, a look of fear overcame her as she pulled and pushed him along as she ran behind him, "Get the fuck out of here!" she snapped, finally seeing as he tripped and fell, then was suddenly gone. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she saw that he had returned to the other side, where he was supposed to be. But, Violet didn't go with him. She has left behind that cursed translucent veil, just shortly behind him. "Oh fuck..." she muttered as she turned around, her eyes wide as dinner plates as she saw what Alex hadn't seen, but only heard, and suddenly..There was nothing. No beast, no Alex, and no Violet. Just an empty space.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Phoenix could feel Jaiden’s gaze on him, and it wasn’t exactly happy. He’d probably get an earful from her about this at some stage. But right now, he just couldn’t stay there. He wouldn’t, couldn’t be of any help. If he stayed there any longer he felt like he was going to crumble in to pieces. And Cas needed help, as much as he was going to insist otherwise. Cas tried to insist that Phoenix stayed with his friends but Phoenix just numbly shook his head and practically dragged the man out of the alley with him, back towards his apartment.

And then suddenly Cas stopped, and wouldn’t meet Phoenix’s eyes. The words he was saying didn’t make any sense. Phoenix could feel the frustration building in his chest and could feel the tears burning behind his eyes. But he refused to abandon Cas here. There was something wrong. Cas was hurt, clearly emotionally and physically, and what he was saying didn’t match with his actions.

β€œCas. Just... just stop, okay? I don’t claim to know you that well, I don’t know what you did before you got here. But everything you’ve done since you got here? Cas, you just freaking put your life in danger for some reckless idiot that ran headlong into danger for no good reason.” He said with a small grin at himself. β€œI’m pretty damn sure you saved all of our lives tonight. You definitely saved mine. I don’t know what put it into your head that you don’t deserve this. But for god’s sake, Cas, I just want to make sure you’re not bleeding out on me and maybe even make you tea. And also I really don’t think I’d be able to patch up my shoulder by myself,” he said with a smirk. β€œSo just... just let me do this for you, okay?”

Phoenix found himself wondering where Cas had come from. Who he was. Why somebody so cool and composed the rest of the time somehow fell apart at the thought of someone looking after him. Was that it? Or was there something more to it?


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Evelyn felt so entirely useless. The hunter was still completely out cold, so it wasn’t even like she could deal with him. One of the girls from earlier- the one in the steampunk gear- she spotted Evelyn hovering on the periphery and told her to go home, that somebody would check up on her. Evelyn wanted to help. She did. But the smell of blood was just unhinging her control and she refused to let her hunger win. So she nodded, but grabbed the hunter and started dragging him by his coat.

It wasn’t easy, he weighed significantly more than her, and his dead weight made him hard to manage. She abandoned his unconscious form in the woods. If he survived, he survived. If something found him... well, good riddance. She panted a little and straightened up, looking around her. The forest was quiet, but not the peaceful quiet that she usually loved. Nothing in town was peaceful any more. And then there was that smell again, blood. But it was... faint. Evelyn found herself stalking towards the smell, mostly to check that it wasn’t somebody who was hurt. Instead, she found herself emerging on to a lake... and finding a familiar form. She knew the smell of blood wasn’t coming from Markus, but instead from the water.

β€œDid somebody fall in to the lake?” She asked Markus, frowning. But a look at the water and at the clouds of red made Evelyn think of something more sinister. But Evelyn held back, watching the surface of the water with a frown. She didn’t know of anything that tended to live in lakes, but she doubted it was anything good, anything that she wanted to cross. So for once, she stayed quiet, and just watched the surface of the water. Watching. Waiting. Curious to see what or if anything would come from it.