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Tales of Demons

Tales of Demons

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After losing her family to hunters, Delilah Hope has to start anew in a different town. But what happens when she gets caught up in the supernatural creature's lives all over again? Will she remain oblivious to the demons around her or not?

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Introduction

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Introduction to the story:

The water gently spilled around my feet, making me colder than what I already was. I take another step into the ocean. The coarse sand between my toes are unimportant, enough to be ignored, but still the sensation will stay with me.
Another step.
My jeans cling to my skin as if it longs to be it. My shirt is yet unaware of the dangers that are in store for it. The sharks might get me if the water doesn’t.
It’s strange how you start thinking of life when you are walking to the end that you had set out for yourself. How you think of the people you left behind and how it wasn’t your story you will be telling, but someone else’s.
Someone you might love, or someone you might not know at all.
His name is simple and easy to remember, his heart always pure and his voice caring yet frightening at times. Life cannot be easy when you are him or when you are with him.
Now, as my shoulders are soaked in the salty water and my nose just touches the familiar scent, I remember the day I met the demon.
It was late afternoon, June. The sun was shining in through the large windows of the cafe where I sat looking out at the world and sipping on a cup of coffee.
“Delilah , close the doors, we’re locking up soon.” My mother called from behind the counter. She was putting the blueberry muffins away and eyeing the people that were walking out of the cafe late.
She liked closing early on Saturdays, it was the day that she visited the graveyard. I got up out of my chair, leaving my coffee behind and ignoring the shadow that walked past the window. After unclipping the doors I slowly swung them into place. One by o...
“Are you closing already?” The shoe in the door asked with a calm and confident tone. I looked up at him slowly, noticing the dark eyes and strange hairstyle first.
I turned my head, my long hair falling where it wishes. My mother already had her apron off and was standing and looking at me impatiently.
She threw one of her hands in the air, noticing a rather pleading look in my eyes. “I’m going, Delilah , you lock up when this...” Her hand waved at the air towards the guy as I pulled the door away and he stepped inside. “...Guy leaves.” She finished her sentence with her thick accent and gave me a smile.
I closed the doors with ease, knowing someone always stays late in the kitchen. I won’t be alone with a stranger.
“Coffee please, two sugars and no milk.” The guy said with an alluring smile as he sat down next to where I sat.

The water is actually nice now. It’s soothing and promises to rid me of all my evils – like it’ll cleanse me. My hair was completely wet and floating in the water like seaweed. Whatever happens to me, weather the sharks get me or the water, I will still regret opening the door to the dark eyed guy.

‘Smile and nod’ like mother always taught me to do when I was nervous and didn’t know what to say.
“Dee, why aren’t you going with your mother? And who is that?” The boy that works for my mother, Jonathan, asked rather curtly. He had a frown on his forehead and his hands on his hips. Johnathan has had his eye on me since we moved here. He’s my age.
“He came in late, she said I should lock up.” My ‘squeaky voice’ explained without allowing my lips to form a smile. He thinks I don’t know that he has liked me for nearly a year now.
“You from around here?” I asked the guy as I set his coffee down for him and took in my seat. My coffee was still warm, a sip proved it. He turned his lean, muscular frame to me and smiled his charming smile, one that would become too familiar.
“I am, yes. How about you?” He returned the question as he searched me with his eyes.
“No...” A simple reply.
“Didn’t think so.” He said as he took a sip of his coffee, pursing his lips and slowly blinking to say that he was enjoying it.
Delilah looked down at her clothes. She did look a little fancy for this plain town. That made the guy chuckle.
“I’m Alexander, nice to meet you Delilah.” Alexander said as he extended his hand to me and smiled. His leather jacket creaked under his arms as he moved.
Again I smiled and nodded, mentally cursing my mother for practically shouting my name.
Alexander started a conversation about the old libraries here, then went on to tell me about the history of the town. It was pretty gory and he seemed to be withholding some information.
“Dee...” A voice broke into our conversation. My hair had fallen over my face and Alexander was about to reach in and move it out of the way.
My head turned to look at Jonathan who stood a few feet away from us, his hands on his hips again. I could see that he had gotten lost in his work.
“It’s late, you should go home.” He said sternly, furrowing his brows.
I nodded and got up, Alexander following me. After opening the doors again he stepped out and eyed Jonathan who was keeping a watchful eye on me.
“Will I see you again?” he asked as he shrugged his hands into his pockets. Alexander seemed to be standing up straight permanently, making me wish I had a better posture.
I thought for a moment, I barely knew him but it was hard to resist him. “You can come to the cafe again on Wednesday if you want to go to a party with me?” I suggested with an excited smile.
He hesitated before eventually smiling too. “Sure.” He said before he turned and walked away.

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‘Demons’

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The ‘Demon’ does not really refer to actual demons; it is more of a description of what the people are like. They have more anger than usual people, causing them to be more edgy and upset about things. Their eyes are dark and tend to go completely black when they feed or when they are really angry.
Yes, feed. These creatures are similar to vampires, they feed on blood. But they are not made, they are born and they do not have fangs, just really, really sharp teeth. They can walk in the sunlight and are not as sensitive to it, though their eyes tend to hurt if they don’t wear sunglasses. They can live on human food, but they need blood to survive as well. They have heightened senses and are somewhat faster than normal humans. They cannot usually control people’s minds, but are said to infiltrate your dreams and to then have influence on it. There are a few, very rare cases where demons have actually succeeded in ‘telling’ people what to do, they then followed through exactly and later explained that it felt like they were possessed or that they would cause their loved ones to get hurt if they didn’t do what they were told. Demons are somewhat immortal as they stop aging at some point but they are still not as hard to kill. The easiest way to get rid of them is decapitation. Small wounds will heal within days, but larger wounds will cause death. They can sometimes, depending on how old they are, move objects with their minds (Telekinesis). Some older than 500 years have even taught themselves how to levitate or fly.
Demons are often hunted due to draining humans of their blood or terrorising towns and villages.

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Witches
Witches are sorcerers who do not officially need tools to curse or create spells. They are generally peaceful and do not curse people without good reason. It is actually very unlikely that they perform on people, rather than on objects or places or perhaps to create certain feelings or protection. Et cetera. They are good fortune tellers and are often hunted if they curse people or delve deeply into Satanism or possessions. They are often allies of hunters and can spell themselves to keep from aging.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Witchcraft#Definitions

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Spirit Walkers
Spirit walkers are very similar to werewolves or shape shifters, except that they transform into their spirit animals. These spirit walkers can only transform into on animal all their lives, except in special cases where the individual feels spiritually linked to more than one animal. It can also be that they are spiritually connected to all animals in a class, for instance the cat family or perhaps the bird family. They are very natural and free people and often have a lot of animals attracted to them, also depending on what their spirit animals are. They have excellent senses and often have the characteristics of the animals they are. Spirit walkers do not age, as long as they keep shifting into their animal forms. Some people believe that they are cursed by witches as an explanation of what they are, some witches say their ancestors were bred and mated with animals. Spirit walkers are considered to be a dying breed and are often hunted for losing control over their animalistic powers or for not being understood by hunters.

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Other supernatural creatures will also be opened as possible character forms if anyone wants to suggest anything via ooc.

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The town
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The High School
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The University
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The Cafe
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Delilah’s house
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Alexander’s house
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(Feel free to make suggestion here too or to add descriptive pictures to your character profiles.)

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Lead Characters
Delilah Hope - TAKEN
Supernatural = Unknown
Delilah Hope is the daughter of Michelle Hope. She is almost 18 years old and has a generally sweet and sensitive way about her. She is shy around people that she doesn’t really know and has a very active imagination. Delilah has long, light brown hair, a very cute smile, big eyes and a soft voice.
They lost the other half of their family after a break in at their house went horribly wrong. Delilah’s older brother tried to protect her when the robbers came in, and got shot for it. Her father was beaten and shot but only died a day later in the hospital. She moved to a new town a few weeks later with her mother and they opened up a coffee shop in memory of her brother and father. Her mother drives through to the graveyard in the town they used to stay every Saturday. Delilah is still too scared to visit them.

{Hilly Hindi or Mila Kunis can be used as face claims, or the puppet master can decide on a different look.}

Alexander Newman - TAKEN by LitaKnix
Supernatural = Demon
Alexander is an extremely secretive character. He almost instantly falls in love with Delilah, but he always tries his best to give the opposite impression and to keep her away from his dangerous friends. He cannot risk them hurting her, but he is also unaware of what she is, yet aware of what her mother and Jonathan are. He has a strange past that is yet to be revealed.

{Chase Crawford, Sean O’pry or Tim Borrmann can be used as face claims, or the puppet master can decide on a different look.}

Jonathan Smith -
Supernatural = Spirit walker
He is completely in love with Delilah and wants to be with her no matter what. His love for her is somewhat ‘puppy dog’ love. He would love her unconditionally and follow her wherever she goes if he could get her. Delilah’s mother is somewhat routing for them to get together seeing as they are of the same species. He is aware of his heritage where Delilah is completely oblivious to her own. Jonathan has very light, blondish hair and light eyes. He is a very nice guy, but can be really off his attitude when it comes to protecting Delilah.

{Cam Gigandet, Hayden Christensen or Jamie Campbell Bower can be used as face claims, or the puppet master can decide on a different look.}

Mrs. Michelle Hope - NPC character
Supernatural = Spirit walker
She is a very strong and confident woman. She loves her daughter more than anything and does everything she can to protect her.

{This character is an npc that will be mostly moved around by the game master and the puppet master of Delilah. Her character sheet will be made by the game master, but can be changed by those who join the roleplay – or if someone requests to be her puppet master, I will accept. Salma Hayek or Penelope Cruz can be used as face claims.}

Lily Marks -
Supernatural = Witch
{This character is open for interpretation.}
{ Janel Parrish, Selena Gomez or Zoë Saldana can be used as face claims, or the puppet master can decide on a different look.}

May Jefferson -
Supernatural = Demon
May is in love with Alexander. She will do anything to get him and to try and break him and Delilah apart. She often tries her luck and likes to badmouth and spread stories to Delilah. Her ‘love’ for him is similar to Jonathan’s love for Delilah, except that she will kill to get to him. Even if it means to compel Delilah to make her kill herself. Or she’ll just rip her heart out. She is a feisty blonde with dark eyes and a dark heart that she believes only beats for one man.

{Taylor Momsen, Hayden Panetierre or Kirsten Bell can be used as face claims, or the puppet master can decide on a different look.}

Please note that none of the characterizations are solid, you as the puppet master of the certain character has the right to change him/her concerning looks, names and surnames and personality. ALSO = Other character spots are also available.

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The cool leather jacket made Alexander shiver as he pulled it over his arms. He smiled at Delilah as she stood by the window, forgetting that that was where he had left his drink earlier.
"What kind of drink is this? It smells strange.” Alexander looked up at Delilah, biting his lip nervously. “It’s a... new thing that uh. Trying it...” He tried to explain as he scratched the back of his head.

Alexander dropped his hand and looked at Delilah with a serious face. He had no idea what to say or do now. This looked funny, she caught him drinking blood...
“I was um... a little upset about earlier.” He tried explaining, pursing his lips and balling his fists a little. Alexander was angry at himself for being so careless.

“Hmm.” Alexander hummed when he felt a little pressured to answer. Did he really have to tell her now? Maybe, he’ll see what she says first. Maybe he could use the time travelling vampire joke again. Instead of speaking, Alexander walked over to Delilah and took the drink from her. He put it back on the windowsill and took her hands in his. “Your mother would kill me if she heard about you finding such things in my room.” He hinted at the alcohol, but the blood would make sense too. Alexander's hint was nervously stated yet there was a playful tone to it.


(That's exactly where he left it, sorry I forgot to add that. Haha.)

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Delilah glanced up for a moment, noticing his nervous expression. Was he embarrassed for having been caught drinking? Her eyes traveled back down to the glass in her hand, not at all bothered by its presence. It was amusing to listen to him try to muster up some sort of explanation. But... upset? Had he been upset after leaving the party? Worry blossomed in her stomach. Thanks to her headache, she couldn't recall the conversation held between Alexander and Jonathan, so she couldn't go ahead and believe that nothing had happened between them. Or had it been because of that other girl? Or was it because of her?

Having been distracted by her thoughts, she didn't realize that he had approached until he pulled the drink from her grasp. Her curiosity screamed at her, but when he took her hands, all of the curiosity over the drink transferred to curiosity over him. "My mom would kill you if she heard about me being in your room," Delilah said. "Besides, your relationship with alcohol has nothing to do with me," she added, trying to calm his nervous heart.

His closeness bothered her, but not in the bad way. The animal-like instinct to be closer to him clawed at her essence; it was extremely difficult for her to keep herself from acting on that impulse. Trying to distract herself, she leaned her head back against the wall and looked out of the window, admiring the stars. "My mom doesn't dislike you," she said, though it was more to reassure herself than him. "Jonathan doesn't like you, but that's a given. He's jealous, that little brat," she murmured, a little affection in her voice towards her friend.

(lol kay)

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Alexander let Delilah’s fingers slip from his as he nodded and mumbled a distant “Yes.”She looked so beautiful as she looked up at the stars, but Alexander had to keep his desires and his urges to himself. He was being stupid. “Let’s go.” He said as he turned and walked out of the room. “Close the door behind you please.” He said as he walked past the other closed doors. Alexander had a thing, almost a fear, for open doors. When they were closed it felt like he had more privacy and that he was safe. Open doors made him feel exposed and like the house was dirty.

The car keys were laying on a table by the door, where it always was. After grabbing them, Alexander walked into the garage and opened the large doors with a button. His car was nothing special, but it was nice to him. A 1974 bright red Chevrolet caprice. Alexander didn’t bother to look behind him if Delilah was following or not, but he opened the passenger door for her in any way, waiting for her to get in. He didn’t feel like walking now.

The air felt cold and uninviting, but luckily Alexander was always warm and comfortable. He smiled a small and rushed smile at Delilah as his thoughts about the weather strangely took priority in his mind.

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Delilah watched Alexander go with a mixture of disappointment and frustration. "Look, you've gone made him upset," she muttered to herself. "Why can't you do anything right? Stupid, stupid..." Scolding herself mentally from there-on, she took another moment to look around the room. Letting out a sigh, she leaned back against the wall and ran her hand through her hair. Her eyes wandered quietly, then, and eventually fell back on the drink sitting on the windowsill. She turned to it, picked it back up, and gazed at it, head cocked to the left. The smell made her hungry, for some reason. Frowning, she dipped the tip of her index finger into the liquid, finding the color almost mesmerizing.

Suddenly realizing that he was waiting for her, she put down the glass. "What the heck," she murmured, wildly looking around for somewhere to wipe off her hand. Fearing that she would stain something expensive, she reluctantly wiped it on the inside of her collar, knowing it would be concealed. The brunette quietly hurried through the house, finding him in the garage. Seeing his expression made her feel a little down. Delilah weaved around him and hopped into the passenger's seat, gazing down at her hands.

Her mom would be waiting for her, she reminded herself. And she could see Alexander some other day, if she hadn't already scared him away with her tender personality. She swallowed down a sigh. Hopefully, she hadn't. She liked him. She didn't want those feelings to have to be thrown away.

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The car smelled almost like blueberries, satisfying it’s owner and proving it was clean. Alexander glanced over at Delilah who sat with her hands in her lap. This would probably be a really quiet drive. The garage door closed after allowing the car to be reversed out. Alexander pulled out of the driveway carefully and started following the fastest route to Delilah’s house. ”If they see me, I’m dead.” He kept saying to himself in his thoughts, becoming convinced of it eventually.

When Alexander turned the corner into the street that Delilah’s house was on, he looked at her and gave her a brief smile again. He really didn’t want the moments with her to be over already, but he had no choice. There was a light on at Delilah’s house, and the paranoid Alexander was sure that someone was watching them from inside. They probably belonged to a pack. He would be dead if they belonged to a pack.

“Would you like me to walk you to the door?” Alexander asked politely as he looked into Delilah’s eyes. Why did they have to be so inviting? He looked away quickly and back at the burning lights.

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The car was nice, though Delilah didn't pay much attention to the interior. It was comfortable and that was all that mattered to her. The more important problem at hand was their relationship. She couldn't decide if it was alright that they were practically going about it all backwards, but a sort of animalistic side of her was enjoying it thoroughly. He seemed dangerous to her. She kind of liked that. At times, though, she felt like he wasn't completely honest with her. It felt like he was lying through a smile and she was falling for it every time; then again, both her mom and Jonathan gave her the same impression. There was always something unspoken, it seemed, and Delilah was the only one who didn't know what was going on.

It took a surprisingly short time for them to reach her house. Inwardly, she was relieved that he had taken her home - he obviously knew this town better than her. They sat in front of the house for a couple of moments, silent hanging over them. His politeness didn't surprise her, but the intensity of his eyes did. Yet in an instant he looked away from her, which startled her. Was he being bashful? Or was he embarrassed? Or could he just not stand to look at her?

"I like you," Delilah said boldly, "so you better not forget your promise about visiting the cafe." Casting him a confident yet self-reprimanding glance, she climbed out of the vehicle. She only glanced at him at the doorway, then headed into the house. Immediately she scurried up the stairs, hurrying to her room where the balcony led out onto the side of the house, wanting to watch him leave.

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After thinking about what Delilah had said for about a minute, Alexander finally looked for her bedroom light or a sign of her. Anything. He felt bad for being so off with her the last few minutes they had together. He really liked her, and at least he knew she liked him as well, but he could die for loving her.

Love? Alexander shook his head as he started the car again. He felt awkward on the inside. Speeding got him home within a few minutes. Alexander threw the keys down on the table by the door and dragged himself upstairs. He still craved the blood and alcohol. Greedily grabbing the glass, he gulped the last bit of it up and fell down on his bed, snuggling into the pillows lazily.

Times like these, he wished he had a cat to keep him company. May was kind of like a cat, but one he didn’t want around. Alexander rolled over a few times and eventually settled on his back with a hand resting on his chest. He could already see that he wasn’t going to get much sleep tonight.
Perhaps he should have gone after her, kissed her, hugged her – anything. He can always go the coffee shop, like he had promised. Alexander rubbed his face with one of his hands and pulled a pillow closer before falling into a very light sleep.

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Delilah watched him go with dying anticipation. It was a little anticlimactic, but what had she expected? Trudging back into her bedroom, she collapsed onto her bed and stuffed her face into her pillow. Why was she being so childish? She was treating this relationship like something to fear, something she didn't want. But she did want it. The connection she felt to Alexander was something unbelievably strong, but at the same time, unbelievably scary. Part of her felt as if he was something she hated, but most of her felt otherwise. Most of her felt attraction, desire, and above all things, love.

The night consisted of tossing and turning and frustrated pacing around her room. Finally at about three in the morning she fell into a restless sleep. She dreamed of a forest filled with smells and prey. She prowled through the undergrowth, stalked animals, watched people mope about. After a while of that, her dreams shifted elsewhere: Alexander's house. She was standing against the wall by the window and he was looking at her with a set of black eyes that made chills run down her spine. He tenderly stroked through her hair, smiling his brilliant smile, but then jerked her head to the side and brought his lips to her neck--

Awaken by her own yelp of terror, Delilah threw herself to her feet, trembling. "What the hell are you dreaming that for?" she asked herself in disbelief. "That was only a joke, he's not actually that sort of thing." She paced her room for what felt like hours, but in reality was only a couple of minutes. It was morning, probably around seven and the light was shining in through her windows.

There was a knock at the door. Her mom came into the room, looking at her with big, reluctant, yet strong eyes. "We need to talk."


(dinner is yummyyy)

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When the sunlight filtered into Alexander’s room, he felt like throwing a pillow at it. he hadn’t slept very well and hoped to get a few more hours in, but clearly May had a very good rest.
“Good morning Alex!” She chimed as she walked into his room and jumped on to his bed. The cat that he didn’t want around.
“Morning.” Alexander mumbled as he tried to force a well rested look. May grabbed one of his pillows, propping herself up with it. “You want to go get breakfast?” She asked cheerily. Alexander just pulled the pillow over his head and mumbled a loud “no.”

May looked around the room and sniffed the air, she felt so stupid. “She was here last night wasn’t she? Who is she Alex, I want answers.” May demanded with an angry face. She grabbed a hold of Alexander’s pillow, pulling it off his face.
“They’re skin walkers, May!” Alexander stated, she should have realized that already.

“And you still like her?” She asked softly.
“Yes.” Alexander replied as he pulled his pillow out of her hand again and back on to his face. May looked at him for a while before getting up, gathering her things and leaving.
Alexander sighed when she was finally gone. He got up and took a cold shower to try and get rid of his headache.


(Now I'm hungry too!)

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Delilah sat at the counter of the cafe with blood-shot, puffy eyes. She felt like punching a wall - or more like, punching herself. Not human? Transitioning? What the hell was all of that supposed to mean? And Alexander? Above everything else, that part hurt the most. She angrily ran her hands through hair, messing it up and fixing it in a continuous process. She could feel her mom's eyes on her from the kitchen, worrisome and guilty. The brunette looked briefly up at her mother before pulling on her jacket and leaving the cafe without a backward glance.

The day was quiet and cold. Delilah fingered the chilled metal of her necklace, trying to calm herself. Anger, frustration, guilt, shame, horror; all of these emotions were surging through her being all at once and her heart felt as if it was about to burst from the agony of it all. She stopped to lean against the wall of the back of a building, pressing her face against the cool brick. How could her mother have lied to her all of these years? And her brother? Her father? Alexander? In a fit of anger, Delilah slammed her palm against the brick. Again and again she hit the wall, tears stinging at her eyes, which had transitioned to an amber, yellowish color.


(ahh sorry its soooo short~ so, just to make sure, when Delilah has fully transitioned, she will be able to transform into an animal/animals? Or will she only have features like the eyes, ears, etc of the animal?)

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After reluctantly chewing on a piece of bread, Alexander left the house. He was planning on going to the coffee shop to see Delilah, maybe to talk things over. He didn’t want things to stay the way that they were. He would have to tell her soon too, spill all his secrets for the sake of having her in his life.

It was a little colder than yesterday, but that failed to bother Alexander. He thought about Delilah and how he was going to tell her, maybe he could take her out and tell her. The image of being thrown with food in public stopped that idea right there. Maybe he could invite her over to his house for dinner then. Alexander smiled as he opened the door of the cafe, the small bell announcing his presence. He took a seat near the window and pulled his sunglasses off, hoping Delilah would see him since he hadn’t seen her.


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Jonathan spotted Alexander the instant he entered the cafe. Grinding his teeth together, he grabbed a menu and brought it over to the table the demon was sitting at. He dropped it on the table carelessly, eyes glowering, then returned back to the kitchen to fill some orders.

It took Delilah a good five minutes to cool off before she turned back in the direction of the cafe. Her hands were raw and scratched, but the pain had yet to register; the amount of adrenaline in her system kept her from realizing she'd even hurt them. She stalked to the cafe, amber eyes ablaze. In her mental frustration, she didn't even see Alexander sitting right at the window. Instead, she walked in right past him and headed back into the lounge area. Her mom attempted to get her attention, but with one watery-eyed glare from her daughter, she returned to her kitchen. Delilah pressed through the back door of the lounge that led out into a private sitting area for employees. She tossed her stuff onto one of the chairs and then sat down heavily on the couch, nails digging into her palms.


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Alexander looked up again when the bell chimed. It was Delilah. He smiled widely at her, hoping she would come over, but his smile faded immediately as he saw her red and puffy eyes. Alexander hastily rubbed his forehead and pursed his lips. He needed to know what was bothering her, but argued with himself about giving her space. Her mother looked too busy, so Alexander walked up to Jonathan, smiling at him.

“Hey, I know we are meant to be enemies, but may I please see Delilah?” He asked politely, biting the inside of his cheek as he forced himself to be nice. Alexander waited eagerly for a reply, even though he feared it would be a bad one. He ran his fingertips through his hair as he looked at the table humbly, rather than at the spirit walker that could probably turn himself into a demon killing machine.

After glancing at Mrs. Hope, Alexander almost cussed aloud. She had just finished up with the people she was busy with. He should have just asked her instead.
“I know you think I’m a monster, but I would never do anything to hurt her. She means too much to me already.” Alexander said softly. It was slightly awkward to talk about his feelings with another guy. But he would probably understand right? He likes her too.

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Jonathan looked coldly over his shoulder at Alexander. "Do whatever you want," he growled. "I'm not allowed to stop you from seeing her." There was no sympathy in his face, no care for the other boy. Instead, he finished gathering up the cups that he'd been picking up. "She's in the back lounge room. Good luck with being nice to her today. She's been in an awful mood all morning." The spirit walker stalked away, carrying the dishes with him.

Meanwhile, Delilah was sitting on the couch with too many emotions swirling around her head. She felt like a hot mess who couldn't figure out how to pick herself back up. Because she'd been so sheltered, the extension of her relationships had been minor and meaningless. But the moment she'd met Alexander, the world had turned upside down. She remembered how to love again, how to desire to be with someone other than her mother, yet at the same time she'd been told that she wasn't even the normal girl she wanted so damn badly to be. Not only was it a hit at her dignity, but it was a hit to her heart, and that hurt more than anything.

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Alexander shook his head. He was only asking because he didn’t want to walk into the back without permission. Without thinking any further, he walked in behind the tellers and into he back room.
“Delilah?” He said her name as he knocked softly on the open door. Alexander walked in when he confirmed that it was her in the room.
“What’s wrong?” He asked as he sat down next to her and attempted to wrap his arms around her.

Alexander felt confused at her emotions, and why they were so serious. Had he done something wrong? Had someone else hurt her, maybe Jonathan did something. Or perhaps, there was the very small chance – actually, very big chance – that she knows about everything.
“Delilah...” Alexander said her name softly as he studied her puffy eyes. His arms were frozen in place at his attempt to comfort her. "You kn..." He tried speaking, but was cut off by his thoughts. Alexander became frightened at the silence. He could almost feel her pain as much as he could see it.

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The brunette flinched as the door opened. She didn't want him to come in. She didn't want to see his face, the face that she'd so eagerly wanted to see only the night before. She stared straight down at her hands, which were in her lap, refusing to look at him in fear that his comforting familiarity would keep her from her true feelings. Her mind was a flurry of thoughts: fear, frustration, anger, confusion. So tightly coiled was her essence that even the touch of his arms caused her the greatest of discomfort. She shrugged out of his grasp, standing and walking across the room. Delilah remained standing with her back to him for a long, agonizing silence, before she finally turned to face him.

"When were you going to tell me?" she asked, eyes filled with tears. "When was anyone going to tell me anything?" She ran a shaky hand through her hair as she struggled to breathe without choking on the air she inhaled. "So apparently, I'm some sort of freak who isn't even human and has lived all of her life thinking she was just another innocent girl. And you knew it."

Delilah's hands clenched into fists. Her nails dug into her skin, cutting her soft palms where they had already been scraped from her war on the wall only minutes earlier. "And what about you?" she continued with accusing eyes that flashed a sharp amber. "So you're not human either? You're some sort of thing that preys on people's blood?" While she spoke as if in questions, her words were demanding and knowledgeable. She wanted him to admit it, to fess up. "You want this? - she shoved out one of her bloodied palms in his direction - Does this make you hungry?" she asked between the beginning of racking sobs.

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“Delilah, I...” Alexander didn’t know how to express himself. He looked at her as he got up and held his hand up in a defensive manner. He looked at her, feeling so bad for not telling her sooner. But he couldn’t exactly be like “Hey, my name is Alexander, nice to meet you – oh, I’m a demon.”
Alexander almost jumped back when Delilah shoved her palm into her face. She smelled better than ever, the open would tempted him. His eyes turned a few shades darker, but he still forced himself to refuse his urges. “I don’t want your blood.” He said hastily as he pushed her hand away from his face. Alexander’s temper was out to play.

“You think I knew about you all along? I only just found out last night.” Alexander said in a louder voice than usual. The veins were showing on his forehead as he forced himself to remain contained.
“It was not my duty to tell you what you are; just like it is no one else’s business to explain to you what I am.” Alexander breathed heavily as his body started to tremble slightly.

“But thank you, Delilah, for hearing what other species think of my kind before finding out what it is I really am.” Alexander said in a harsh tone. His body was frozen in one spot as he spoke. He was too scared to move after what he had said. Even through his really bad anger, he knew he was saying the wrong things. Alexander finally shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair.
“I knew you’d feel different about me after you found out.” He said softly, making sure to break eye contact with Delilah. Alexander turned around and grabbed the doorknob, squeezing it a little too hard and pulling it off. He leaned his head against the door and scolded himself for doing the opposite of what it was he intended to do. He shouldn’t have let his temper get the better of him.

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Delilah wanted to feel bad for how horrible she was being to him. In a way, she did. She felt as if she'd gone too far with her accusations. At the same time, however, she wanted him to see how hurt she was, and she couldn't do that without hurting him. It was a cruel process. Her heart felt like it was being ripped in two as the human and spirit-walker parts of her dueled it out. She flinched at the harshness of his voice. It hurt to see him hurt. It almost hurt worse seeing him hurt than it felt to be hurt herself.

She watched him with fading amber eyes as he attempted to leave the room, but accidentally pulled the doorknob off instead. Some part of her cracked up in laughter, though it remained silent. He was... adorable. The weight of the world felt a little lessened now that her heart was out in the world. No more lies. That felt nice. Really nice. But now she had to fix the problem she'd caused while trying to fix the other. Delilah crossed the room to stand beside him, her back against the wall just beside the door. Her bloodied hand lifted, stopping level with his mouth.

"Take it," she said, though it was more of an order than a request. "You've had plenty of chances to take it already, but you haven't, and I'm grateful for that. So take it."

It was a completely unreasonable statement, but by the way she was looking at him, she seemed to already know that. Actually, it was more of her curiosity getting the better of her. She wanted to know him, to understand him, and she couldn't do that if she didn't know everything about him. "Oh, but don't kill me," she added lightly, a sarcastic tone etched into her voice. "If you do, I'll kill you."

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Alexander’s eyes were closed out of pure frustration, but he could still feel Delilah moving over to the door and standing next to him. The smell of her blood right under his nose was so tempting. Like giving a starved man his favourite meal. Alexander tilted his head and looked at Delilah with his black eyes. He wondered how she would taste, if she was being serious. Slowly and gently he took her hand in his and pulled it to his lips.

Instead of digging his teeth into the palm of her hand, Alexander kissed it softly. He was so tempted but he saw no point in making her wound worse. Next, he pulled her by her arm and her hip closer to him, pressing her against the door. “I don’t want your blood...” He whispered to her lips. Was she looking down at him? Was she trying to test him? Alexander still had a firm grip on her hip and wrist when he realized how close he actually was to her.

He looked from Delilah’s bloody hands to her big eyes. He wanted her heart. Thinking it over ten times, and another ten times, Alexander contemplated pressing his lips to Delilah’s. They were so close already. He took a deep breath before he leaned in slowly, his eyelids dropping in that second before his lips would touch hers.

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Delilah did all she could to not flinch when he finally took her hand. She was suddenly doubting her decision, scared that her judgement of him as a good person was incorrect. Frightened, she braced herself for the pain. But the pain never came. Shivers ran from her hand and through her body at the touch of his lips to her palm. She was pulled towards him, her back pressing against the door. Her heart gave a startled leap and for a moment she almost forgot how to breath. Heat flared up in her cheeks. Her mind scrambled uselessly in an attempt to figure out what to do, whether to pull away or to stay put.

The brunette found her eyes traveling back and forth from each of his. They were still a black-ish color, but not as dangerous as they had been moments before. What was he thinking? The instant he leaned in, Delilah's eyes automatically closed, expecting the kiss and ultimately wanting it. Because she often isolated herself, it had been a long time since she'd kissed anyone. All the same, her desire to kiss him had sky-rocketed. His lips were soft, gentle, and he tasted exactly how he smelled. Her mind felt as if it had melted into a hot mess. She couldn't think, only felt.

In that sense, Delilah kissed him back with anticipation, all of her thoughts on their fight disappearing.

(sorry, I didn't have any internet connection yesterday...)

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As their lips touched, Alexander realized what he was doing. But it didn’t matter anymore because it meant to him that everything was going to be alright now. He slowly moved his hands from Delilah’s hip and arm to her cheeks, caressing them before pulling her a little closer. His kissed were as soft and gentle as he could manage, in fear of hurting what is precious to him. His kisses were somewhat experimental too, feeling her lips and the way they felt together. It was good, overwhelming.

“I will never kill you.” Alexander whispered after a few moments of silence. He was very reluctant to break the kiss, but they could not stand there forever as he wished they could. A mischievous smile crept on to his face. “But I give you permission to kill me, if I kill you.” Alexander joked and chuckled a little as he wrapped his arms around Delilah, hugging her tightly.
She was worth it all to him and he will do nothing to hurt her nor let anything hurt her.

(( My home internet is also giving problems lately. ))

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