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Theodore Little

"Just give me my little girl."

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a character in “The Outcasters; Second Generation”, originally authored by Miss_Dreamer, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name
Theodore Little

Age
Old enough to still be alive, but looks around 30-40

Gender
Male

Species
Vampire

Face claim
Ryan Gosling

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Abilities/Gifts
*Teleportation

Occupation
Father and Vampire Ruler(in Russia)

Relationships
None.

Family
Daughter- Tanya Little
Likes
*His Daughter
*Blood
*Pain

Dislikes
*Losing
*His Daughter falling in love
*Non Vampires

Personality
Theo is the true definition of evil. He thinks very highly of himself and anyone that isn't a vampire is deemed worthless and stupid. He can't tolerate any other species, but his own. He likes to cause pain and torture and if he kills someone in the process it is only a bonus. He is especially fond of his daughter and her pains. Even though he tries to help every now and then he is mostly the cause of it. He can doesn't believe in the word love. He uses it to manipulate his daughter, but he doesn't truly love her or anyone. He is a cold hearted man that knows exactly what to say to get what he wants. And he wants Tanya.

Appearance
Pretty basic body shape and handsome, but eyes change colors and teeth extract when he is angry.
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So begins...

Theodore Little's Story

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Tanya/Theodore

It has been a while since Slade and Sym left to see their mother. She can't get any phone calls because she smashed her phone earlier and not many people know her house phone number. Tanya was lying down in bed trying to comprehend the fact that Slade had slightly forgiven her for she shit she did to him. Even though she was in love with him, she didn't think she was good enough for him. He deserved better, but he was so kind. And he understood. He made her promise not to do that again and she did. Even if that means not seeing Dahvie anymore than so be it. David..

The only way she can see David is through Dahvie. She still wanted to see him. She still cared for him and missed him terribly and now Dahvie and Slade know that. Tanya couldn't ask Dahvie to be David for a day. It would be strange and she had already angered Symone. Her best friend hates her now and she can't do anything about it. She had lost a best friend because she missed her other one. The deceased one. It wasn't fair. She couldn't choose. Tanya rolled over in bed and let out a blood curling scream and fell off the bed.

"Aw princess you don't miss me?" Her father, Theodore, cooed at her. Tanya stood up and ran out of the room only to crash into her father. She fell hard on the floor and groaned in pain.
"Go away, please," Tanya begged picking herself off the floor. He thought about it for a moment and shook his head. "I have allowed you too much freedom. And I am here to fix that," he said with a bright smiled on his face. Tanya's eyes got wide and she ran to attack him. She knew what that meant. All her friends were in danger. She reached out to punch him in the face, but he simply moved her hand out of the way and grabbed her by the neck choking her. "That is no way to treat your father." Tanya couldn't breathe and she stopped kicking. With the flick of his risk she was thrown down the hallway and crashed into a mirror she had hanging up.

She started to cry. This was why she left. She tried to stand up, but he appeared next to her and put his foot on his back sending her back down on the floor. She was laying on glass and it scratched her arms and face. She was bruised and in extreme pain. Her father was the only one who could do this to her. He leaned down and picked her up. He held by her waist and brought her closer so he could sink his teeth into her. When vampires drink from each other it makes the the donor weak. Tanya let out a scream when he pierced her. When he was through he released her and Tanya dropped to the floor. "See you later baby girl." After that he disappeared.

Tanya couldn't pick herself up or move the blood around her. She felt paralyzed. She was in too much pain and she couldn't get anyone to help her. She stayed there by the broken glass mirror and prayed someone would come and find her.

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Character Portrait: Slade Character Portrait: Symone 'Sym' Davenport Character Portrait: Lucinda Davenport Character Portrait: Michael Davenport Character Portrait: Dahvie Iris Character Portrait: Tanya Little Character Portrait: Erieda Davenport Character Portrait: Christopher Davenport Character Portrait: Corbin Johnson Character Portrait: Theodore Little
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Dahvie gripped his hands around Symone's shoulders as she ran towards him. "You would blindly ignore the pain of your mother and brother to save yourself from smelling Alex?" he asked with a deep frown. "Suck it up. Grow the hell up and get in that bedroom. They need you, Symone. Don't turn away from their suffering".




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"Simon Sidhe Si Davenport, you tell me who gave you this armor," Erieda ordered him. Slade glared up at her, his pale green eyes glowing. He hated when she used his real name to get information out of him. "That's a real dirty trick, mother," he spat. "But, if you must know, the Queen gave it to me when she summoned the Fae side of the family to rescue you from the Demon King".




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Chris looked up at Michael. "How fast can you heal yourself?" he asked. Chris watched as he wrapped the gauze around his injured arm. "All that blood on my couch!" said Lucinda as she returned with the glass of water he'd asked for. He leaned over and picked it from the table she'd set it down on. He took a quick sip before returning it there. "Have you gotten weaker, daddy?"

Chris shook his head and leaned it further back onto the sofa. "I haven't gotten weaker. Usually I'd defeat them with ease. But.. that boy. The son of Juliet Iris. He sure is somethin' else," he said out of disbelief. "His speed and strength are amazing. I couldn't even match him, let alone hope to defeat him".





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Corbin stood outside a large house in the near center of Parkwood. He could sense not only one vampire, but two. They were strong. A little bit too strong for normal vampires. Corbin didn't care about facing them. He was a hybrid. Twice the strength of an average vampire and werewolf mixed together to create an unimaginable beast. He then sensed the more powerful vampire fade, and he raised a lone brow. Corbin then began to step towards the house, his hands dug into his pockets.

Corbin walked through the hallway, leaving the front door wide open, and ventured up the stairs. At the end of the hallway he could see a girl on the floor. There was blood everywhere. It caused Corbin's eyes to slowly shift crimson, but he didn't lose control of himself. He hadn't eaten in such a long time. And, from the looks of it, the girl had already been drained.

He leaned over her body. "You look weak," he state plainly, holding a hand out for her to take. "Refill your energy. Drink," he said, twisting his wrist around so that her face was close to it.

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Character Portrait: Slade Character Portrait: Symone 'Sym' Davenport Character Portrait: Michael Davenport Character Portrait: Marcus Muller Character Portrait: Dahvie Iris Character Portrait: Andrew Vincent Character Portrait: Tanya Little Character Portrait: Azazel De Merovingian Character Portrait: Kristina Vincent Character Portrait: Theodore Little Character Portrait: Belle Davenport
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Andrew/Kristina

Andrew and Kristina along with Belle and Lucy followed Tommy inside the demon portal. Andrew has never been in there, but Kristina has a few times over. None of the times were pleasant. Kristina stayed closed behind his husband fighting anyone that he couldn't see. She became skilled with her elements, but she preferred her daggers. More effective to keep her satisfied. Andrew was using the sword as if he were a pro. He lit the edges on fire so that when he sliced demons they would burn. The other team was looking for Ashley so he was thinking that his dad would go after the king. But Andrew nor Kristina complained about it.




Tanya

Tanya felt Slade take her hand and she was quiet and tried not to think about her times here. Her father and the king were best friends. Both seriously evil and he has known her ever since she was a child. She used to visit here all the time, but she stopped after she left her father. She hasn't spoken to Azazel in centuries. Who knows what has happened since then. All she knows is now he has two kids and one of them took Ashley. Tanya squeezed Slade's hand out of fear. Sym wanted him and Dahvie to check to see if they could sense Ashley. Clearly Sym doesn't like Tanya at the moment, but this was going to have to stop sometime today. Tanya needed Sym to forgive her, but it was going to have to wait.

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Character Portrait: Slade Character Portrait: Ashley Vincent Character Portrait: Andrew Vincent Character Portrait: Tanya Little Character Portrait: Thomas 'Tommy' Vincent Jr Character Portrait: Kristina Vincent Character Portrait: Theodore Little
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Kristina/Andrew

Kristina was in pure rage now that Asazel had ignored her call out to him. She needed to end his life. She wanted to see him suffer. Just then a powerful wave hit her sending her flying back. She let out a groan and stood back up. She heard her name and then a crash. "Tommy?" Kristina followed the sound and aw her husband in a room with a strange girl holding, "Ashley!" Kristina ran overto them and took her baby girl out Tommy's arms. She squeezed her daughter tight and walked out of the room. Andrew came running and met Kristina walked out of the room. He was glad to see his baby sister was now in safe hands. "We need to leave," Andrew said to his father.

Tanya

Tanya has never seen Slade cry this hard in her years of knowing him. He didn't even cry this much when Alex died. But Sym was like his other half. Tanya bawled out too, but not as much as he did. After the tears subsided Slade stood up and said some things to Symone's body before taking off into the demon realm. She was going too stop him, but she couldn't get through. When the portal closed she tried to open it again but she couldn't.
I will not have you die trying to save the boy' A voice said to her in her mind. It was her father.
Dad please
Go home Tanya

Tanya cried some more before opening a portal the led back to her house. She made sure that it was shut behind her befor she cried. She was on the livng room floor sobbing into her pillow. She lost Shm and now she might lose Slade. She can't do anything about either.

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Tanya had stopped crying, but she was still in the middle of the living room. She hadn't heard back from anyone. For all she know Azazel killed them all and she was going to be left alone yet again. Having to wait another century to start a new. She wiped the dry tears from her cheeks and felt arms around her. She flipped out and attempted to punch whoever it was in the face, but the fist made contact with her father's hand. She quickly stood up and backed away from him. "Please don't hurt me," she begged softly. The tears had made her voice hoarse.

In surrender her father held up his hands and walked towards her. "I just want to comfort my daughter," he said. Tanya stopped moving and Theo slowly put his arms around her. She crumbled and fell right into his arms sobbing into his shoulder. They fell to the ground and Theo was stroking her hair. "Ssh. It's alright child," he tried to reassure her, but she knew that it wasn't. She held onto her father tight. She needed Slade, but she couldn't get to him. Tanya wanted to know he was safe. She couldn't lose him. The only other good thing in her life.

Theo knew Slade was alive, but he didn't tell Tanya that. He was enjoying the moment with her right now and he wasn't going to let the stupid half fae take her away. He had evil plans and he was going to get his daughter back. For now held his daughter allowing her to cry into his shirt. He loved her. Always has. And he plans on keeping her to himself. No matter what.

(sneak peek at Theodore's evil plans!)

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Character Portrait: Slade Character Portrait: Symone 'Sym' Davenport Character Portrait: Dahvie Iris Character Portrait: Tanya Little Character Portrait: Erieda Davenport Character Portrait: Alexander Davenport Character Portrait: Thomas 'Tommy' Vincent Jr Character Portrait: Emily Sutton Character Portrait: Theodore Little
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Slade stood up, and it was only when he looked around he noticed that Tommy had taken off. He shrugged it off and looked down at Emily, who was still sat next to Symone's grave. "I need to be somewhere," he muttered, his voice colder than his icey glare. The sight of his eyes alone made Emily shiver, but his voice just creeped her out. In that second, Slade was gone from sight and she was left alone with Symone.

A small sigh broke through her lips and she curled her knees into her chest. "Damn it, Symone. I thought you were supposed to be the careful one," she whispered, a lone tear rolling down her cheek.




Slade practically burst into Tanya's home, with little warning. "Symone has been buried," he called out to her as he made his way down the hallway. He stopped when he reached the doorway to the living area. Tanya was in the arms of a nother man. A low growl rumbled through his clenched teeth and he shot Tanya an icey glare.

"Who is he?" he asked, not bothering to introduce himself to the man. He didn't care about manners by that point, he was long past being kind to anyone.




Dahvie walked down the streets of Parkwood, his eyes partially closed as he attempted to blink back the tears that just kept falling. He couldn't stop them, and he was too wrapped up in his own thoughts to care about the opinions or given looks of any people that passed him. He ran his hand through his hair and breathed out deeply. His tears turned into gentle sobbing as he approached his home.

His hallway, his living room, his bedroom, his kitchen.. They all held memories of Symone. Such amazing memories that if Symone was alive he would've chuckled about, but they only reminded him of her and that made his crying reach a louder volume.

Dahvie stumbled down the hall and entered his bedroom, where he then pulled his clothes off and slipped into his bed. The sheets. They held the strong scent of Symone. He pulled the blanket up and covered his head, before he curled into a ball underneath.

"I love you," he whispered.




Alex watched as Erieda burst into tears, and that only made him feel more guilty. He wanted to hug her, he wanted to hold her in his arms forever, but she wouldn't allow it. She was angry with him and he knew his place at that time. He turned and walked towards the door, but stopped just before he left. "I want my little girl back too, Erieda," he whispered, his eyes holding nothing but sadness as tears moistened them.

"Oh, and if I were you I'd pay more attention to your thoughts," he said. "Could be some form of a clue, but I'm not sure," he then stepped outside and closed the door behind him. He flicked open a portal and stepped through it. It closed behind him.

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Tanya had stopped crying and her father was actually making her feel better. It was weird to be in his arms after what he has done to her the last time he was here. She let her head on his chest as Theo ran his fingers through her hair. Then the door swung open and it was Slade. He was the only one that would do that. She couldn't pull away from her father fast enough and he asked about who the guy was. Tanya let go of her dad and Theo released his daughter. "Um, Slade this is my dad, Theodore. Dad this is my boyfriend Slade," Tanya gravitated toward Slade.

Theo put on a fake smile and nodded. Tanya never wanted to the two to meet, but things never went in her favor.

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"Um, Slade this is my dad, Theodore. Dad this is my boyfriend Slade," Azura said, before she moved closer to him. His eyes caught onto Theodore's smile, but he didn't return one of his own. "It's very nice to meet you, I think.." he mumbled. He looked down at Tanya and pulled her into a brief hug, before stepping back and returning his gaze to her father. "Excuse me, sir, I'm just going to go empty out the liquor supply, get drunk out of my mind and then bed your daughter. Hope you don't mind," he then mimicked Theo's fake smile and walked out of the room and down the hall towards the kitchen.

Did Slade care that he'd been rude to Tanya's father? Nope! Far from it, actually. Things in his life had become so messed up that he really didn't have a care in the world at that moment. If Theodore had a problem with the way Slade acted then he could just come right out and say it to his face. He wouldn't hesitate to fight back.

Every bottle that had alcohol in it Slade grabbed and downed its contents, until he found himself with a very little amount of it left. He frowned and his bottom lip formed a pout. "Tanya!" he yelled, the slur in his voice showing that he was anything but sober. He twirled around. "I need sex," he said. "Come," he gestured for her to follow. He then slowly stumbled up the stairs and entered her bedroom, but before he'd even made it through the frame he collapsed on the floor. "Fuck," he mumbled into the floor.

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Tanya

Tanya hugged Slade back thinking that everything was going to be okay, but it wasn't. Slade was being really disrespectful to her father and that never ended well for anyone. When he disappeared down the hallway Theodore was about to follow after him and rip his head off, but Tanya ran up to him and stopped with. "Don't. I can handle him. He is just sad. Please leave." Theo looked at his daughter for a brief moment and then in the direction Slade was in. A growl came from out of his mouth and he pulled his daughter into a tight hug. "If anything goes wrong, call me." And with that he vanished.

Tanya let out a sigh and heard her name slurred coming for her alcohol supply. "I need sex," And she could not believe that had left his mouth. She was not going to have sex with him on command. She was as stubborn as Slade was at times and this was one of of those times. Calm down Tanya he is just drunk she tried to reassure, but it was pretty hard to believe. She walked in the direction of her bedroom going up the stairs, but Slade collapsed on the floor.

She walked around him to her closet and quickly changed into her pajamas. "Slade, I am not sleeping with you." She said plainly. She grabbed a bottle of water that she keeps in her room for times when she is drunk and sat next to him on the floor. She placed the water close to him. "You need to sleep," she said tying her hair up into a ponytail.

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Slade left her again. This is the second time after they had sex when it ended. They have not once spent time together right after sex. Not once has he spent the night. Tanya ran her hands through her hair and turned around walked straight into her closet. She grabbed her soccer shorts and her bra. She scanned the room for the shirt that Slade had torn off of her. It wasn't on the floor and then a thought came to Tanya. 'Hallway'

Tanya walked out to the hallway and picked up her shirt. It had a minor tear, but that was because Slade was ridiculously strong. She slipped the shirt back over head and when she opened her eyes she was staring face to face with her father. Tanya was scared and she took a few steps back. They were alone. Nothing good ever happens. "Hello daughter. Where is your precious Slade?" He asked walking towards her. "Gone," she said knowing that was the wrong answer. He was going to attack her.

Heightening up her speed she took off, but she was stopped by a hand around her throat. Theodore was choking her. "How dare you give yourself to someone that isn't human!" He shouted at her before throwing her across the room. Clearly he has been watching her. Creepy and Bad. She couched gasping for the air she doesn't need. She was pushing herself off the ground unaware that her father was walking towards her. "I'm sorry. Please stop leave me alone." But he just picked her back up.

"Would you prefer it if I killed another person you loved?" Theodore asked kissing her neck softly. She was in pain and she tried to get away, but he had a tight grip on her waist. "No. Please don't hurt Slade," she cried out. His nails were digging into her skin she let out scream in pain. Theodore didn't his daughter to be with anyone else. He wanted his daughter to come back to him, but she was giving herself away to others.

"Fine, but you need to hold still." Theodore wrapped one arm around her waist and put his other hand in her hair. Tanya stopped moving when she felt his teeth pierce her neck. He tightened her grip on her and was draining her. Whatever blood she had early was now leaving her body. Just when she felt that she couldn't take anymore he let go. She hit the ground hard and she was passed out. Theodore crouched down next to his daughter and kissed her cheek. "I love you Tanya." Theodore left the house without so much of a trace that he was there, leaving his daughter unconscious on the ground.

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Tanya

Beep...beep...beep..

Tanya slammed her hand down on the alarm clock and it cracked. The numbers no longer showed and the buzzing noise disappeared. Her body was in extreme pain and she had to wake up and go to school. Slade convinced her. Tanya was against since she was older than almost everyone. Letting out a sigh she sat up in bed and screamed. When Theo came into focus she glared. "Go away. I fought you yesterday," she claimed stammering out of bed. Theo laughed and followed her out of the hall.

"Good morning darling. How do you feel?" he asked. She ignored his questions and jogged down the staircase towards her kitchen. He didn't like being ignored. He appeared in front of her and she swung on instinct. He caught her arm and raised an eyebrow. "Answer me Tanya?" She rolled her eyes and pulled her arm away.

"I feel like shit. No can you leave," she excalimed. One look at the kitchen she lost her appetite. Her speed heightened and she ran back up the stairs to her bathroom. Twenty minutes later she walked out with a towel wrapped around herself. Her father was no where in sight which meant that he left her alone for the day. She picked out a simple outfit. Tanya grapped the phone that was next to the broken alarm clock and her bag. She opened up the phone and decided to text Slade.

To: Slade
Where are you?


When the message sent she left her house and walked towards the hotel. She had figured that he was going to be there, but she asked just in case.

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Tanya

School ended a few hours ago and Tanya was bored. She would have texted Slade, but he seemed busy and she wasn't exactly in the mood for a boyfriend right about now. She had caught up with her childhood buddy and he insisted on coming to the house, but she didn't feel like hanging out with anyone. She was currently one the couch staring at the tv. Once Upon A Time was on, but she wasn't even actually watching. It was something to keep her out of the silence. When she felt a breeze on the back of her neck she let out an annoying sigh and turned off the tv. "What do you want?" Her father sat next to her on the couch and had a smile plastered on his face. It made her uncomfortable to see him happy.
"Oh nothing. I just want to see how miserable you are," he replied in all honesty. She just shrugged and turned the tv back on.
"Well you can go now."
"No I think I will stay. Just in case I get hungry." Tanya turned off the tv and stood up.
"Now you really have to go." She said backing away from him. why wasn't anyone ever around when she was in trouble. Her father just laughed at her and stood up as well. The locked eyes and he took a step forward. "All of a sudden I became very thirsty."
Tanya took off up the stairs with her father right behind her. She was not in the mood for this. Tanya came to an immediate stop and her father crashed into her. They both were pushed onto the ground. She had a major headache as she stood up. Her father was still on the ground so she ran past him and out the front door. She didn't know where she was going to just wanted to get away. Unfortunately her father was following her.

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Slade watched his mother closely as she turned to walk out the door. The room fell to silence for a brief moment. "I am proud of you, Simon. I hope you know that," she said. He responded with a weak attempt at a smile but that was about as far as any emotion would stretch. Once she was out of the room completely, he looked down and realised that he was still stood in his Fae Glamour. He hadn't even noticed, it felt so natural that he just forgot. He should have known, his head was about an inch away from the ceiling. "Ugh," he muttered. He figured changing back would be just as simple as shifting into his true form, just without the rage.

He closed his eyes and concentrated for a brief moment, and he could feel himself starting to shift. But it was too slow for his liking. His muscles disappeared, his hair returned to its normal length, his skin lightened and his eyes returned to their usual brown. He was just regular old Slade at that moment, but there was something different about it this time. He felt stiff, like he was trapped in his own skin. He stretched his arms out with a sigh. It was an uncomfortable feeling but he'd suffered through worse.

Once fully dressed, he stepped out of his bedroom, and as soon as he did he was hit with a wave of senses returning. He was alert, and he knew that there was something wrong. His mind kept calling out Tanya's name. His eyes narrowed and, with amazing speed, he darted past his parents and out of the hotel, then out into the streets of Parkwood. He hadn't even spared a glance at his feet, otherwise he would've noticed that he wasn't even on the ground anymore.

He noticed Tanya running with a man closing in on her. As he flew closer, he recognised the man as her father, the man of whom he'd acted so rudely towards on their last encounter. He appeared in front of Tanya and caught her in his arms, his gaze never leaving her father. "What's going on?" he growled, his voice much deeper than usual.




Alex was about a second away from walking towards his room when he heard Erieda speak softly to him from near Simon's room. "How is she?" she asked. He shrugged his shoulders and continued on his walk towards his bedroom. "Her wounds are healed and she's alive, I know that much," he muttered in response, not allowing his gaze to fall on Erieda for even a second. "I put her down to sleep, and with the amount of energy she spent writhing around, I'm betting she's tired. So leave her to it."

He walked into their bathroom and turned on the shower water, adjusting the temperature so that it wouldn't scold his skin. His body temperature was icy cold, but that didn't been that he wasn't able to be burnt by most things. He removed his white button-up shirt and placed it on the rack beside the shower, revealing the long nail marks across his back from where Symone had freaked out on him.

He removed his belt next and then slipped off his jeans, stepping into the shower. The warm water hit his skin and he allowed himself a small smile at the feeling. He ran his hands through his hair and opened his eyes, staring in the direction of the door. "I'll be ordering food in a little while, so I thought I might as well ask you now. Are you hungry?" he asked, his tone low and serious.

Alex had full knowledge that Erieda was an excellent cook, he'd figured that out during their marriage when he would constantly ask her to cook the dinners because to be quite honest he couldn't cook a meal to save his own life, but she must've been tired from the stress of having one child in pain and another fighting a King from the Demon Realm, and it would've been stupid of him to request a meal from her when tired. She had a short temper at times and Alex didn't want to be on the receiving end of one of her moods.

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Tanya was in the middle of the street trying to get away. She was not going to be lunch for her father again.She kept running not caring who saw her. She needed to get away. Her phone went off in her pocket, but she wasn't going to be able to answer it. If she slowed down even a little bit then he would get her. She wasn't going to slow down. Not for anything. Just then she ran right into someone and she tried to get around the person, but she was held there. "No. I have to-" she looked p and saw that it was Slade. She was confused at first and then she was worried. Her father wants him dead. "What's going on?"

Her father stopped running immediately and just smiled. Tanya moved closer to Slade and refused to make eye contact with him or her father. "Oh nothing. Just messing around," he said. She looked up to growl at him, but she looked right back down at the ground. "Sweet Tanya. If I wanted to catch you. I would have." he said. He was much faster than her and he could just appear in front of her. He was just messing with her. That made her angry. "You bastard!" she shouted. Her fangs were extending and she was getting ready to attack him. He just laughed. In the blink of an eye he disappeared.

She pulled her fangs back into her mouth and ran her hands through her hair. The next time she sees him she is going to fight. Even if it cost her life. She hates him. She turned back to Slade and avoided eye contact. "Hey."

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Character Portrait: Slade Character Portrait: Symone 'Sym' Davenport Character Portrait: Tanya Little Character Portrait: Alexander Davenport Character Portrait: Theodore Little
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The smile that Tanya's father gave of sickened Slade, he wanted to slap it off his face. He felt Tanya edge closer and he tightened his grip on her. "Oh nothing. Just messing around," he said. Slade looked down at Tanya. He really wasn't expecting her father, of all people, to be giving her trouble. "Sweet Tanya. If I wanted to catch you. I would have," he added. Slade tensed as Tanya screamed insults at her father. He almost allowed himself a small chuckle. He pulled her to him as she shifted into attack mode.

Once Tanya's father had disappeared, Slade looked down at her, although she was seemingly trying to avoid looking at him directly. "Hey," she said. Slade was in no mood for meaningless greetings. They'd pretty much gone past that point at the current time. "Cut the crap," he growled. "What's this thing with you and your dad all about?" he asked. "And don't bother bullshitting me either, I know when you're lying."




Alex rested his head on top of Erieda's head as she rested hers on his shoulder. "I feel like they are falling away from me. From us," she said. "The children... They've grown up and I'm not ready. I don't want to let them go." Strangely enough, Alex understood what she was talking about. He didn't want to be left by his children either. A few months ago he probably wouldn't have cared, but he'd changed after his talk with Erieda and now he found himself full of concern and worry for his children's health. "The War took me away from them when they were still growing. Now it's too late."

"I mean, Symone is a Queen now. She was the reason the War was truly over... Her diplomacy. And Simon... He released his true form. All I can do now is train him but one that's done... He won't need me anymore," she added. Alex looked down at the floor. "Five years I missed of their lives. Five. They were thirteen. I couldn't teach Symone about being a woman. I couldn't warn Simon about women." Alex chuckled as Erieda did, but it faded and was soon replaced by his usual dull glare.

"They came into that themselves, they practically raised each other and now it's too late. They've grown. They don't need me," she continued. "But then again who needs their mother forever?" He shrugged his shoulder lightly and lifted his gaze from the floor to look at Erieda fully. "I don't know. I spent most of my time being trained by Thorn, only to return and find my mother in ill health. She never took care of me, but I took care of her for many years." He moved away from Erieda and walked towards his wardrobe, picking out a simple outfit.

Once fully dressed, he looked over at Erieda again. "I guess we should just be glad they're not completely psychopathic. If they had been raised how I was raised, you wouldn't see even the tiniest bit of humanity in those children," he muttered.

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Ashley

Ashley was confused to what Slade was doing until he brought a hand down on her cheek. She went flying backwards and crashed into the wall hard. She was dizzy and it was hard for her to see, but she could feel anger boiling under her skin. It was about to take over. Her uncle Alex had Slade pushed up to a wall. Ashley attempted to stand, but she fell back onto the ground. Her eyes were turning a shade of black as the thing started to consume like it did when she killed Andrew. But when Slade passed out and was taken away by Alex the thing gave Ashley back her body. She laid on the ground not wanting to move. Her cheek stung and the back of her head hurt. She was dizzy and was afraid that she would have lost herself. Ashley sat there waiting to be moved.




Tanya
((I need Tanya to lose her shit...soo..))

Tanya has consumed enough alcohol to kill any human. She stood up and wobbled out of the cellar. She had forgotten why she went in there to drink. To be honest she doesn't remember anything. Her fangs were fully exposed and her eyes were a crimson red. Tanya wasn't Tanya anymore. Exiting the front door of her house she shut it behind her quietly hoping not to scare away any potential prey. Using her heightened speed she ran towards the heart of the town. She ran and any human thoughts that she had, disappeared. She was just a vampire now. A hungry one at that.

In the alley way she waited in the dark for an idiot to find themselves lost. It seemed like ages until someone wandered in. She was a teenager, probably a little younger than Tanya. The vampire licked her fangs and grabbed on to the girl quickly. The girl wriggled and screamed trying to break away, but the vampire was all too strong. She sunk her fangs into the girls neck piercing a delicate artery. The girl died within seconds and the vampire drained her body dry. Tanya was finished and dropped the girl. She sped out of there quickly being sure not to leave a trace behind. Knowing she would regret it in the morning she ran to the one person that has always had his arms open for her. Her father.