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Dahvie Iris

"I may not be physically strong, but my mental powers are far beyond the level of yours".

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a character in “The Outcasters; Second Generation”, as played by RawkFist

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"One touch and I'm in your mind. There's no way to stop me then."




Age:
Seventeen.

Gender:
Male.

Face claim:
Mitch Hewer.

Sexuality:
Heterosexual.




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Species:
His father was human and his mother was a Wraith. He is half of both.

Abilities/Gifts:
At the touch of skin, Dahvie is able to enter a person's mind. Once in their mind, he is able to do as he wishes. He can become whatever he wants. Their mind is his to control and manipulate. He is also able to create the illusion of burning pain with just one look. He has a second form, where his strength, speed and senses increase. He isn't able to fully control the powers of a Wraith, but it is helpful to him to have this form if he should be in harms way.




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Occupation:
He currently does not have a job. He doesn't really require one.

Relationships:
To Dahvie, everyone is a close friend. He tries his best to get along with everyone. He is quite fond of Symone, and considers her the love of his life.

Family:
Mother - Juliet Iris.
Father - Unknown.




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Likes:
- Other people's confusion.
- Riddles.
- Symone Davenport.
- Being in love.

Dislikes:
- The loud thoughts of hateful people.
- Liars.
- Cheating.
- Fear.
- Having to run away.




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Personality:
Dahvie is just like any average boy of his age. He can be dangerous when angered but that usually doesn't happen so it's all good. He has his good moments and his bad. He is very kind and will never harm any of his friends without good reason. He is fairly fond of Symone Davenport. He actually is convinced that he is completely and utterly in love with her, which is unusual to Dahvie because he never thought of himself as the type to be in love with anyone, let alone someone as beautiful as her.




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Appearance:
(TBA)




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So begins...

Dahvie Iris's Story

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Character Portrait: Slade Character Portrait: Symone 'Sym' Davenport Character Portrait: Dahvie Iris Character Portrait: Tanya Little
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Slade didn't get too far from the house before he stopped for breath. "Fuck sake," he snapped at himself, sitting on the ground as he was resting in the middle of the road. He knew he hadn't gone far because he could still feel the vibrations of the music through the ground.

"All you 'ad to do was take care o' the kid, Sally, but you couldn't ev'n do that, could'ya?" said a voice from behind him, of which he instantly recognised. A small frown formed on Slade's face as he turned to see Dahvie staring at him, leaning against the window of a closed shop. "I could've, but I thought that I could protect Sym, so I left Ash with a clone. It's not like I left her on her own, the clone is an exact replicate of me, I doubt she'd even be able to tell the difference" Slade replied.

Dahvie shook his head, "an' tha's where you're wrong, friend. She ain't dumb, ya'know. She knows, an' she's real angry at ya' for it". Slade looked away, "I never knew she'd be able to figure out". Dahvie walked closer placed a hand on Slade's back, "c'mon, le's go back to the party, say sorry to ya' sister, then go an' see if your cousin's doin' well. No doubt she's feelin' ready to break some'in. An' it's your duty as her cousin t'make sure she's not doin' that".

Slade stepped forward so that Dahvie's hand fell from his shoulder. "No," he said plainly, glaring deep into Dahvie's pale blue eyes. They stared eachother out for about a minute or so, before Dahvie spoke again. "Suit yourself, Sally, dun' say I didn' try an'elp". He turned to the direction of the party and began to walk there. He hadn't got any super-human speed, so walking was all he could do.

It took him much longer to reach the party, but when he did he wasted no time with looking around. He could sense her more than anyone else in the place, mainly 'cause he was looking for her. He stepped into the kitchen, gently tapping on the frame to make his presence known. "'Ey, Sym, how's life?" he asked cheerily, fully aware that she was in a bad way. Sometimes a little happiness and friendship could snap people right out of moods like that. Whether it would work on someone like Sym was unknown to him, but he had to try.

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"Fine aside from having an asshole for a twin." Sym replied. Dahvie chuckled deeply, "sounds about right," he said with a bright smile. His eyes shifted to two women, who were looking at him, and one appeared to be whispering. He'd go to introduce himself, but Sym spoke again; "What brings you here?" asked she. "Well, if ya' must know, I figured you an' Slade had an argument. Just been to see him, he ain't respondin' so I thought I'd come see the 'good twin', as it were. An'ere you are".

Dahvie turned to the two other ladies and held out a hand to them both, "the name's Dahvie, nice t'meet ya'". It was only in his nature to make himself known to Slade and Sym's other friends, seeing as he'd pretty much grown up with the two, although he was usually closer to Slade. That seemed to be changing as of late.

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Being his usual self, Dahvie knew exactly what Sym was thinking. She was debating her relationship with him. Dahvie couldn't help but smirk. He never expected Sym to be thinking of him like that, even for a second. He almost laughed when she thought that Slade would beat him up for it. Like Slade could get anywhere near him without being caught in one of his illusions.

"Oh! I love this song!" exclaimed Sym, exiting the kitchen and making her way towards the dance floor. He stood in the doorway and watched her closely. She began dancing with men and Dahvie couldn't take his eyes off her. Protectively, he stepped forward slightly as she yelped in pain. The drunk guy tried again, but Sym seemed to resist, however he didn't seem so quick to let her go.

"Dear lord," he mumbled as she kicked him in the chest. He closed the distance between him and Sym, placing a hand on her shoulder, "was there really any need for that?" he asked, his voice quieter than it probably should have been. In all honesty, Sym was dangerously intimidating, what with her strength and control over shadows. If ever she was to attack him, he didn't think he had it in him to hit back.

"C'mon, I'll dance with'ya, of course it's your choice?".

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Dahvie grinned when Sym accepted his offer to dance. He willingly followed her to the dance floor, where he was pulled close to her. He heard her mutter something about the guy that burned her waist. "An' tha's one of the reasons why Slade wants to keep ya' safe, so you don't get 'urt by men. I know it was an accident an' stuff, but m'point still stands".

"Oh well, nothing a little water can't cure" Sym replied, flashing him her signature smile. Dahvie smiled back and pressed his cheek against the side of her head. "Sorry, I dun' mean to ramble on at ya'". He went silent from then on, enjoying the dance between him and Sym.

It was then that Slade burst through the door, high off of his mind and almost falling to the floor. People laughed and stared. "I wanna know what love is!" he cried out, "I want you to show me!". Honestly, he was tone deaf, but he didn't care at that moment. He stumbled towards a pretty girl, attempting to smile. To anyone else he would've looked like he just passed gas or something. "Hey, beautiful," he greeted, causing her to gag and strut off. "Fuck you then. I don't need you, whore".

He frowned as he laid eyes on Dahvie and Sym. "Well, that's just beautiful. My sister and my best friend. Together as one.. as lovers. BEAUTIFUL!" he exclaimed.

Dahvie turned towards Slade, his expression uncharacteristically angry.

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Character Portrait: Slade Character Portrait: Symone 'Sym' Davenport Character Portrait: Lucinda Davenport Character Portrait: Michael Davenport Character Portrait: Marcus Muller Character Portrait: Dahvie Iris Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Andrew Vincent Character Portrait: Tanya Little
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Lucy

Lucy sighed. There was no way getting threw to Sym. "'Ey, Sym, how's life?" Lucy turned to Dahvie. They haven't really been introduced. She would hear about him and sometimes see him, but never introduced. "Um who is that Lucy?" Tanya said. "He's Dahvie, a close family friend." She said. That was when Dahvie turned his attention to Lucy and Tanya."the name's Dahvie, nice t'meet ya'" He said and Lucy smiled sweetly. "I'm Lucy and this is Tanya." She said. It wasn't long until he followed after Sym to go and dance. Lucy drank some more of her alcohol, still not getting buzzed. "Damn this alcohol." Lucy said refilling it and gulping it down again. It was a moment of silence before a voice, louder than anyone ringed throughout the house. Instantly she knew it was Slade "Fuck it." Lucy said slamming her cup down and getting in the midde of the living room. She stopped the music and everyone glared at her. "Everyone get out of my house!" Lucy yelled and everyone just started at her. "NOW!" It was the deathly tone that got everyone to start shifting and moving about, exiting the house. leaving the family and friends by themselves. "Wasn't going well anyways." Lucy muttered under her breath. Looking at Sym, who was yelling at a high Slade, she knew something bad was about to happen. Lucy turned on all the lights and the strobe lights automatically turned off.

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"And your just jealous, because he slept in the same bed as me more than you have." Mike started choking on the drink he had recently started sipping. He turned to Marcus with worry in his eyes. "Dude, you gotta go check yourself for some STD''s." Mike said but then all hell broke lose when a high Slade tumbled through the door. "Oh. My. God." Mike said and quickly reached for his phone and video taped the scene before him. When he finished the whole house seemed to clear out, only leaving them. "How much do you want to bet Dahvie is going to punch Slade." Mike said to Andrew and Marcus. It was gonig to be boring if everyone kept yelling, so why not bet.

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Dahvie noticed Sym's rising anger, since her breathing was much heavier and quicker, and her body was tense. "I could kill you," she muttered. He went to grab Sym's arm as she paced towards Slade, however he'd missed by an inch and she was already next to him, grabbing his scruff before dragging him towards the door. He rubbed the back of his head and sighed, following closely behind the two. There was no counting how many times he'd seen a fight like this; Slade being high and Sym being pissed off.

Slade grinned as he was dragged out the door, “You know now, your clone is high too! With Ashley! You are unbelievable and here I was just thinking I should apogolize to you, dumbass.”. Slade closed his eyes, "after all this time you still don't seem to get it. When a clone of mine is made, it becomes its own person, in a sense. My emotions and current state of being don't affect it in the slightest". Surprisingly, he'd manage to spit out his words without slurring them. He smacked Sym's arm away and stepped back.

Dahvie stepped forward at this point, when he noticed both the twin's thoughts were corrupted with darkness. If the two were to fight, they most likely wouldn't have the intention to stop any time soon. "Sym, compose ya'self. An' Slade, get ya'self some rest, you need it".

Oddly enough, Slade nodded at Dahvie's orders and turned to wander back home. He was high, but he knew how to get back, and he wasn't the type to cause any trouble with the authorities, even in his current state.

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Slade turned as he heard his sister yell about her hatred for him. He turned and stuck up his middle finger, "Good for you," he said nonchalantly. "It's no wonder Mom left us for the Guard! She probably was tired of your anti-social bull shit too!". That was crossing the line. He stopped in his tracks and turned to see Sym throw herself at Dahvie. Cautiously, Dahvie put on hand on her back in attempt to comfort her as she made the shoulder and neck of his shirt wet with tears. "Why is he such a jerk?!" she asked. "I honestly couldn't tell ya', hun'" Dahvie replied quietly.

Slade'd had enough, "they left both of us, Sym, don't pretent like this is all my fault. Dad hated me and mom had business elsewhere. Then again, you can go blaming your family issues on other people, maybe one day you'll feel better about yourself for it. I 'dunno, do what you want. I'm out of here". By that, he meant the party, not leaving Parkwood generally. If he pulled a trick like that then he definatly would resemble Alex. He then dashed away from the garden, disappearing from view.

Dahvie pulled Sym away from him gently and used his finger to lift her chin up. "There ain't no need to cry, is there? You're a strong girl, so pull ya'self together and get on with ya' life". Something told him he was being a bit stern with Sym, but she needed some tough love if she was going to get herself together. "I'll walk ya' home, some'in tells me you need t'sleep".

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Sym didn't looked up as Slade barked at her.
Sym was a daddy's girl. She was particularly hurt when he'd left too. She was depressed even. At least, Their mother had a reason.
Dahvie pulled Sym back some and lifted her chin with a finger.
"There ain't no need to cry, is there?" He said and with her face hidden behind her hair she wiped away a few tears. "You're a strong girl, so pull ya'self together and get on with ya' life." He said and Sym looked up at him with a frown.
He is my life. She thought. He was her brother, the only one in their family that didn't have -or in Alex's case, find- something better to do. He looked out for her when they're parents left, in his own special, Slade way, he loved her. She knew that but at the same time she felt like he was pushing her away just like he did with everyone else.
She wasn't lying when she said it was no wonder that their Mother left for the Guard. She had a duty to the Queen, bound by an oath. She had to. It was far from Slade's fault. Alex was an entirely different story, one she wasn't sure she wanted to read.
"I'll walk ya' home, some'in tells,me you need t'sleep." Dahvie said breaking her from her thoughts.

"I don't want to sleep..." She said.

"I want my Dad..." She added in her head.



Deep in the Forest of Parkwood, a portal opened in front of a large Redwood tree. A tall woman with warm brown skin, long black hair and a jagged scar on the side of her face stepped through. She took a deep breath. "Finally." She sighed. She'd been gone for so long. She closed her eyes and felt for her childern. One was coming close. Simon. She thought with a meek smile and walked toward the presence, soon she saw him. She knew he'd be angry and she was prepared for that but all she wanted was to hold her son. She'd come very close to never seeing them again.

"Simon." She said, standing at the egde of the Forest, leaning against a tree.

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"I don't want to sleep..." Sym said. Dahvie sighed. "I was jus' thinkin' maybe we could get away from the party and jus' chill out, and if ya' fell asleep at any point then that would be that. It's not like a whole 'Sym, you will go t'sleep, or else' sort o' situation". He then heard her thought, and figured she must've been directing it at him. "I know" he whispered.

Dahvie's gaze shifted to the house, then back to Sym. "Don't ya'reckon we should go an' check on Ashley? I'm bettin' she's pissed as hell".



Slade slowly but surely made his way down the streets of Parkwood, his figure submerged in darkness. His vision was getting more and more blurry, his movements slower and he wasn't even sure he was walking in a straight line anymore. He looked up to see a woman leaning against a tree. He held a hand up, "stop" he muttered, "I'll beat you a new tomorrow". His words were slurred, but they were atleast slightly understandable.

He squinted, and soon identified the woman. His expression turned into a frown. "Oh, it's you". Normally he would've been happy to see Erieda, but right now he was just out of it, and probably didn't even recognise her as 'mother', rather just 'blurry figure'. "I don't think I'd like to talk to you right now," he said, pursing his lips as he just about managed to keep his balance.

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Slade nodded as his mother comforted him in his time of sorrow and frustration, telling him that she wasn't going to leave anymore. If only he could believe it was true. Then again, Erieda couldn't tell lies, so maybe she was telling the truth. Her words were like an oath, if she were to leave him again the results would be anything but good, for her, Slade and Sym.

"Simon, You need to sleep. Let's go home." said Erieda. Slade shook his head. "One more question," he slurred, "where's Alex? That bastard.. I need to strangle something".



"If she isn't asleep already. Poor thing." Sym replied to his statement. He nodded in agreement and for some strange reason he went deadly silent, lost in his own thoughts. His eyes trailed up and down her face, examining all her features; something he often did to people when silence lingered around them.

"Hey wanna hear a riddle?" asked Sym, completely out of the blue. The sudden break of silence startled him a little. He hadn't even been paying attention to her thoughts, and if he had he probably would've figured the riddle out by now. After composing himself from his brief state of confusion, he smiled and replied with a yes. He figured Sym would've known of his love for riddles, being a man with many mental abilities, also because as a child he would often confuse Slade with many of his own riddles. Maybe it rubbed off on Sym, or maybe she had a love for riddles all along? He couldn't quite tell most of the time. Sym always found new ways to surprise him.

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Sym smiled. "The beginning of enterity, The end of time and space. The beginning of every end and the end of every place." She said with huge grin. She made sure to keep the answer from her thought. Being Fae, sometimes riddles would randomly pop into her head without warning, in some cases. She didn't even have the answer. She walked slightly swing her and Dahvie's hand, feeling a bit better.


"One more question."
Erieda listened. "Where's Alex...that bastard...I need to strangle something." Erieda frowned. "He's not with- Nevermind that now, You need to sleep this off." She said. She'd been gone way too long. She thought she left them with her husband but she should have known he'd pull something like this. Symone must have been so hurt. She should have left them with Tommy, even if he and Kristina where in the Dragon Kingdom. She sighed. He was gonna get it for this. She then looked at Simon. She admired her son's face for a moment. "By the Queen, I missed you." She breathed, tears threatened her eyes but she didn't let them fall. She kissed the top of his head. "I'll find your father later." She said. "But for now, Food then bed." She said, placing a hand on his face. The war was over, they won and she was never going to leave her childern again.

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Dahvie listened to her riddle; "The beginning of eternity, the end of time and space. The beginning of every end and the end of every place". He couldn't help but smile. "Ah, tha's a good one. But it's too simple. The answer is E. Simple as that; the letter E". A small chuckle broke from his lips. "Le's see if ya' can get this one," he said, "Half-way up the hill, I see thee at last, lying beneath me with thy sounds and sights - A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights".



"He's not with- Nevermind that now, you need to sleep this off" said Erieda. There was a moment of silence between the two, before Slade noticed her becoming teary eyed. He'd always known his mother to become emotional, but never did she allow herself to look weak by crying. "By the Queen, I missed you." she said, kissing the top of his head. For a moment, Slade pitied her. "I'll find your father later. But for now, food then bed".

Slade nodded and remained in complete silence from then on, taking his mother's hand before carrying on with his endless journey to Serpine's house. How he wished he was in a normal state right now, then maybe he could talk some sense and have a real reunion with Erieda, unfortunately she'd picked a terrible time to return. The one time when he was high off his head and extremely incoherent.

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"Le's see if ya' can get this one," he said, "Half-way up the hill, I see thee at last, lying beneath me with thy sounds and sights - A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights".
Sym thought for a moment. “Oh! The Past!” She chirped happily. "That was good!" She giggled.
“Okay okay. Um. What’s the color of the sun and the wind?” She asked him. This one was too easy but most guys would look at her like she was crazy by this point and walk off. She was glad for that.


Erieda and Simon walked to Serpine’s house. She opened the door that wasn’t locked and helped Simon inside. She couldn’t care less that he was completely high. He was breathing. That’s all that matter to her. The War had been over for 2 years, she’d been in a coma for 3, she’d just woken up the night before. Had the Queen not ordered her to stay just a day longer to get her bearings, she would have been back then. She helped Simon to a chair and looked around the kitchen for something to prepare him. “What would you like, love?” She asked him with a soft smile. Erieda was hardly the housewife but she was an impressive cook and she desperately wanted to make up for leaving him and Symone for so long.

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Dahvie chuckled some more when she correctly guessed his riddle, before soon coming up with one of her own again. “Okay, okay. Um. What’s the color of the sun and the wind?” she asked. Dahvie answered almost instantly, "the sun rose and the wind blue". He smiled widely at her, "you're getting good at this," he told her, "I'm right proud o' you". He probably would've come up with another, if he hadn't just seen an amazingly large home, all the lights were on and he could see Slade's clone peeping out of the window of the living room. He must've sensed them approaching.

"I'm only gonna assume tha's their house?" he asked Sym, not taking his eyes of the super-sized home. Probably the biggest he'd seen in Parkwood. "Their parents mus' be loaded or some'in".



As they entered the house, Slade sighed in content as the warmth welcomed him in. He didn't like the outside at night, mostly because it was absolutely freezing, and unlike the dragon side of the family he had no control over fire, so warming himself up would be impossible, especially since he had a wraith side to him. He could only imagine how cold Alex must've been in his full form, being wrapped in the cold, dark shadows for so long. It would've seemed like torture to Slade, which is why he thanked God he'd taken after Erieda.

Speaking of Erieda, she'd wandered into the kitchen to prepare him a meal by this point. “What would you like, love?” she asked. Slade chuckled to himself, "anything and everything".

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"the sun rose and the wind blue". He smiled widely at her, "you're getting good at this," he told her, "I'm right proud o' you" Sym grinned. "I've always been good at this, I'm Fae." she replied. "but thanks all the same." She said with a giggle. It was then they arrived at the house. Dahvie was impressed.She could see it in his face. "I'm only gonna assume tha's their house?" he asked. "Yup." She chirped and walked inside.


"anything and everything". Simon chuckled and Erieda smiled. She got to looking through the fridge for something to cook, she wanted to know everything she missed but he was hardly in the proper state on mind. "How are you feeling, child?" she asked "You've clearly had a fight with your sister." She noted. She would get on him about calling his sister out of her name but she knew how Symone could be...just like her father.

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Ashley

Ashley had destroyed everything in her bedroom. "Andrew is going to be mad at me." She said while sitting in the corner. She had never been more angry than right now. She felt abandoned and unloved. Her brother and cousin left her for a party and then Slade left her a shadow to go to the party. She just wanted to be alone. The room was dark and her door was locked. She didn't want to destroy the house in her rage. She heard the door open and she stayed absolutely silent. Andrew always said if a stranger came in without notice to stay quiet. And if it was Slade she didn't want to hurt him. She still loved him. Ashley heard the sound of Sym's voice and stood up. She walked out of her room toward the stairs. She was with Dahvie. Ashley loved Dahvie. She ran down the stairs and hugged him. "Hi Dahvie."

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Ashley

“Sorry, Peanut.” Ashley let go Dahvie and faced Sym. She crossed her arms and nodded for her continue. “Slade can be a jerk sometimes but he loves okay, so don’t hate him.” Ashley shook her head. "No. I'm his favorite. He isn't suppose to be a jerk to me." She complained. She sat down on the floor right at Dahvie's feet. Ashley got her stubbornness from her father. Andrew was always easy going like his mother. But being stubborn and a little girl never mixed well together. She brought her knees up to her chest and put her chin on them. "I want Slade to apologize." She demanded. She wasn't mad at anyone else. She just wanted to hear an apology from Slade.





Andrew

After Lucy kicked everyone out and the Mike got over the bet. Slade and Sym hashed it out except Dahvie was involved. It was getting to intense for his liking and his little sister was still in the house by herself. Finally Slade left bringing peace to the house. Sym and Dahvie went to go and see Ashley and Andrew decided to go to the store and get her apple pie as an apology. "Alright Mike and Marcus. I have an apology pie to buy. We can hang tomorrow." He walked around Brook and stood at the front door. "Bye Luc!" He shouted before leaving. He got into the his car and drove toward the grocery store to buy the pie. Hopefully Ashley would forgive. And from now on, Andrew wasn't allowing Slade to babysit.

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Sym looked at her baby cousin. She could be very stubborn but who was in this family? “No, He’s not suppose to be a jerk to you...You’re too darn cute.” She said with a smile. “He owes me an apology too but that’ll never happen.” She said with a small laugh. “ But if he apologizes to anybody. It would definitely be you.” She said and kissed the top of her head. She looked up at Dahvie . As much as she needed to be with Ashley and kick the living shit out of Slade. She really wanted to get back to spending time with him. It wasn't long but it was a lot of fun. Slade typically ignored her riddles. Her cousin was confused by them and guys were too busy staring at her body in order to care or hear anything she said. She smiled at him briefly before turning her attention to Ashley. “But. Until then. What do you wanna do?” She asked her with a bright smile. “I believe, I have some hair ornaments in my bag? Wanna make over?”

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Character Portrait: Symone 'Sym' Davenport Character Portrait: Dahvie Iris Character Portrait: Ashley Vincent Character Portrait: Andrew Vincent
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Ashley

Ashley didn't ask why Slade owed her an apology, but she would probably force him to do that as well. She felt the kiss on top of her head and felt so much better. Sym always had a way of making Ashley feel better when she was angry. Then to make things better Sym was offering a make over. "Yes please!" She exclaimed. Ashley jumped up and grabbed Sym's hand. She dragged her cousin up the staircase to her bedroom where Ashley keeps all her beauty supplies, but she forgot that everything was destroyed. "Oh. Sym I forgot I messed up my room." Ashley said ashamed. Messed up was an understatement. Nothing in the room lasted in her rage.





Andrew

Andrew bought the pie and he was on his way home. On the drive he didn't see Sym or Dahvie on the street which means that they are at the house already. "Please have the house be unbroken." He said to himself hoping that Ashley didn't mess anything up. His phone rang in his pocket and it was his mother. He didn't have time for her lecture about how Ashley didn't show up, but he picked it up anyway. "Hello?"

"Andrew! Where is Ashley?" His mother, Kristina yelled through the other end. She was angry.

"At home. I am buying pie for her. She is safe." Andrew reassured her.

"Like hell she is. She was left alone Andrew! How could you let that happen." She yelled.

"I didn't do it on purpose mom. Slade was supposed to watch her." Andrew retaliated. There was some muffling on then a new voice popped onto the other end.

"Andy. Is Ashley okay?" It was his father, Tommy.

"Yes. She is with Symone." It was weird using Sym's whole name, but they don't know her any other way.

"Good. I will convince your mother not to come to the house. Take care." The phone died before Andrew said goodbye. But it's not like he cared. There was a reason why he kept Ashley away from them. Andrew put the phone back into his pocket and pulled into his driveway.

He got out of the car and walked inside the house. Dahvie was in the living room while his cousin and baby sister were no where in sight. "Sym! Ashley! I bought pie!" That usually worked when he wanted Ashley to come down.

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Character Portrait: Slade Character Portrait: Symone 'Sym' Davenport Character Portrait: Dahvie Iris Character Portrait: Ashley Vincent Character Portrait: Andrew Vincent Character Portrait: Erieda Davenport
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Slade's jaw and body tightened. He hated when Erieda called him 'child'. It didn't feel like she recognised him as her baby boy, rather some kid she picked up along her journeys. What made him feel a little bit better was she would also call Sym that, not just him. Then again, Sym and Erieda had never been very close.

"You've clearly had a fight with your sister." she stated. Slowly, Slade stood up from the seat he'd taken before and made his way out of the kitchen. "Don't bother cooking for me. I'm too tired to eat". He waved to his mom momentarily, then disappeared from view. He darted up the stairs and into his room, and much like a stroppy toddler he slammed the door behind him.



Dahvie's grin became as wide as ever when Ashley raced down the stairs and hugged him. "Well, hi there, pumpkin" he replied, ruffling her beautifully long, brown hair. He always admired Ashley, she just always seemed so huggable. Dahvie could spend endless hours playing with Ashley. When Sym suggested a make over, he squinted slightly. Having fun with a kid was all well and good, unless he was in a house full of women.

He cleared his throat. "You too can go do ya' girly things, I'm'a stay down 'ere an' be all manly an' stuff". Sym apologized as she was dragged up the stairs and towards Ashley's room. He could perfectly hear them from downstairs; not by their talking, but by their thoughts. He was receiving a mental image of Ash's room, and it did not look pretty. He was getting all of his information from Sym though. For some reason, Ash's thoughts were always muffled and hard to make out. She kept her mind clean, and he figured she must've been very reserved when it came to her thoughts. Such a talent was rare on a child.

Dahvie also mastered something like that, but it took him many years of training. His thoughts were nothing to another person with telepathy, they couldn't hear him. The only downside was, he couldn't hear anyone with telepathy either. Perhaps Ash got some of her telepathic powers from her mother without even realising. It was a fact that dragons were able to communicate with eachother by thought, but maybe that was not the full extent of their abilities.

Then Andy walked through the door, causing Sym to have to come down and distract him. Dahvie took a seat on the couch, watching as Sym made conversation with her cousin over Ashley's well-being. He'd been long gone from the conversation for a while now, so silence was his only choice.

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Character Portrait: Slade Character Portrait: Symone 'Sym' Davenport Character Portrait: Dahvie Iris Character Portrait: Ashley Vincent Character Portrait: Andrew Vincent Character Portrait: Erieda Davenport
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Dahvie smiled as Sym leaned on him, her scent lingering around his nose. "I have another riddle," she said, their eyes meeting briefly, "I never was but always will be. What am I?". Dahvie's expression turned to a frown, "the future" he said, although it was more of a question. It shouldn't have gotten him, since he was supposed to be good at riddling, but it did, and that confused him to a large extent. He just hoped to God that he hadn't gotten it wrong, to save himself from looking like a complete and utter moron infront of Sym.

"Jus' a question, wha's with all the riddles t'night? You testin' me or something? And if so, did I pass?".



It was useless for Erieda to talk to Slade. He'd taken off as soon as he got into his room, his exit being the window. Hopefully Erieda hadn't sensed his disappearance. He needed to get as much of a head start as possible. With as fast a speed as his legs would allow him to travel, he made his way to Ash and Andrew's house.

When he was about a meter away from the front door, he sensed Sym, Dahvie, Ashley and Andrew's power levels. They were all in the house together. That wouldn't end well for him, since he'd most likely end up fighting with all of them. Despite this, he entered anyway. "Don't mind me, just clearing out your fridge and shit" he greeted, walking straight past them. He payed no attention to Sym and Dahvie, or Andy and Ash. And straight into the kitchen he went.

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Character Portrait: Serpine Character Portrait: Dahvie Iris Character Portrait: Sarah Portman Character Portrait: Erieda Davenport
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Serpine was returning from her job. Sometimes she was forced to work lates and this was one of those nights. She approached the door and stepped inside. It was unlocked. She figured Slade was home, since she sensed the same sort of pressure and usually Slade left the door unlocked whilst he was at home. "Slade, I'm home!" She called through the house, walking upstairs. "I brought back some Boo Bee Juice, 'cause I know you like 'em". She stopped in her tracks, eyeing the woman stood in Slade's bedroom. She didn't look young enough to be one of Slade's 'little friends'.

"You have exactly two minutes to explain yourself before I come over there and drop you," she said monotonously, "And go". It was like she was timing the woman. Her entire body tensed, readying herself to attack if she failed to explain why she was in Serpine's home.



Sarah ran through the trees, attempting not to catch her tail on the branches like she had done many times before. No matter how much she tried, she'd never be the wolf that Corbin once was. Before she killed him. At last she'd reached the tree's limit, and she found herself in Parkwood. Running through in her wolf form was no trouble for her, since her ragged fur would pass her off as a stray dog, and she was naturally just a small wolf.

At amazing speeds she continued to run, at last reaching a fairly large house. She stepped inside without even checking to see if the owners were home. Quickly, she shifted. "Dahvie," she said softly then paused for a brief second or two, "it's been so long". A weak smile replaced her frown.

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Character Portrait: Slade Character Portrait: Symone 'Sym' Davenport Character Portrait: Dahvie Iris Character Portrait: Sarah Portman Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Ashley Vincent Character Portrait: Andrew Vincent Character Portrait: Alexander Davenport Character Portrait: Andres Montez
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Alex didn't really know how to act as Symone hugged him, but the moment made one corner of his lips lift upwards into a crooked smile. "And I missed you too," he said quietly, his voice softening a bit. That's when Andre's voice flooded his ears. 'Damn that kid,' he thought, turning only his head. “Who’s the pretty girl, Alex?” Andre asked, causing Alex to growl protectively. “Before you get all raging. I was told to keep an eye on you. You know how the Elders can be.” he added. He then eyed Symone, and Alex growled some more. “ She’s your kid?” he asked, “your wife must be-”. He didn't get the chance to finish as Symon left Alex to pounce on him.

With a small sigh, Alex walked towards the two. “Tell me when Daddy, and I’ll rip his throat out.” Symone said. “Whoa, She is your kid. I must say, If I could die, This would be a great way to go”. Alex didn't like this at all. He placed both hands around either side of Sym's waist and pulled her away from him, lightly throwing her back a bit. He knew she could land on her feet.

"Andres, I don't care about you being here, but I swear to the Elders if you touch my toucher, look at my daughter or even think about my daughter in a sexual way and I will beat you death and then your father too just to send the message across" he said, leaning over Andres, his eyes as cold as ice.



Dahvie looked up to see Sarah stood in the living room. A small frown crept onto his face and he stood up. As he went to walk out, her grabbed her arm and threw her out. He stood just outside the front door and stared at her with no expression on his face. He then continued to walk down and out of the carpark, leaving Sarah stood outside the house. He passed Brooklyn on the way out, noticing her puffy eyes. She'd been crying. He turned his head as he walked, watching her knock on the door to Andrew's house. Maybe he could help her, whilst Dahvie could continue onward to his house.



Slade grinned when Ashley said she'd forgiven him. "But next time you could just tell me you were going to leave. I love you, Simon." she said. Slade stood up, leaned over her and kissed her forehead gently. "And I love you too, Ashley" he replied softly. "Now, you get some sleep and I'll pop over with a present in the morning". Slade made his way towards the door, flicking off the light switch before he left.

He walked downstairs, noticing Brook and Andrew chatting over some pie. "That's cute," he said with a fake smile, making his way towards the door. He left the house in no hurry, and he too began his journey back to Serpine's house.

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Alex grabbed Symone's arm, though he did it harshly he wasn't aiming to harm her. "No," he replied to Andres, "I already told her. I had a duty". He began to walk towards the hotel. As he reached the door, he turned. "You can return home and inform the Elders that I'm breaking none of their laws, and I will return home on the weekends as I was so rudely instructed. I think your visit is over, Andres". He stepped inside and pulled Symone with him so that she didn't lash out at him if he replied.

Alex turned to Symone and placed an object in her hand. It resembled a small accessory, like something you'd put on a necklace. Very plain, since it wasn't created for style, rather usefulness. "When he comes anywhere near you, you call me through this. All you gotta do is say my name in your head and I'll be here. I don't feel safe leaving you alone when he's in this realm".

Slade then walked through the door, flicking his hair to the side as he rubbed his hands together for warmth. "Bloody hell, it's cold out there," he stated, looking at Alex. "Oh, hi" he greeted his father after six long years of not having him around. It was surprising how he could be so calm about it all.

Dahvie then walked through behind him. "That guy's thoughts are disgusting," he spat as he eyed him, "and Sym, I came to speak to you actuall-" he stopped as he spotted Alex, the silence lingering for a moment. "Is this a bad time?" he asked quietly.

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Alex was getting seriously annoyed with Andres, and he was not one for holding his tongue when in a foul mood. "Listen, you ignorant little boy, if you make any more comments I'll kick you back to the Remei with my own foot, after letting Sym thoroughly beat some sense into you. Stay away from my wife, stay away from my children, and stay away from me. One of the reasons I came here was to get away from the Remei, and here they are following me around like lost puppies who've strayed from their master. I'm expecting you to be gone by the morning, and if not you'll have trouble". He grabbed Andres by the scruff of his shirt, opened the hotel door, and threw him out with as much strength as he could manage.

Slade and Dahvie bothed watched in amusement and awe as Andres went flying out the door, laughing at exactly the same moment. Slade patted Dahvie's shoulder and went to stand by the door, nodding to Alex as if to say he'd guard it for a little while. Alex looked down at his son, marvelling at the size of him. He'd grown so much, as did Sym. He then walked towards Sym. "I'm just going to use one of the spare rooms for the night, then look at renting an apartement in the morning," he told her, before kissing her forehead. "Goodnight, Symone. You too Simon, and you Blondie".

Dahvie was confused, but soon concluded that his new nickname had been set. It wouldn't be long before Slade and Sym would try doing it just to annoy him. "Goodnight, sir" Dahvie replied, his voice considerably quieter than the majority of the people in the room. His gaze shifted to Sym, and with a small smile he sat himself down on the sofa to his left. "Y'know, I was wonderin' if tomorrow ya' might wanna catch a film or some'in?" he asked, "I mean, only if ya' wanna". He tried not to talk to loud, just incase Alex picked up the conversation and came back into the room to forbid it.

Slade was watching the door when he heard Dahvie request a date from his sister, causing him to turn his head ever so slightly. As much as he hated his sister dating people, Dahvie was a good kid and wouldn't dare to hurt Sym. Not out of fear for Slade and Alex, more like he just couldn't bring himself to hurt his friends, or soon-to-be partners in their case. Slade let the whole thing slide, but he sure as hell would kick some ass is Sym got hurt.