Thomas 'Tommy' Vincent Jr's Story

Slade stopped when they stepped through the door of the building. It was large, coloured in reds and blacks. He hated it already and he'd only just got inside. "Slade?" said Symone. Slade turned his head to her, about to respond, when he noticed that her attention had been drawn to a young child. Just the sight of her sent shivers through Slade's body. He wasn't scared of her, but he'd seen enough horror films to know that nothing good could come from a little girl who looked as creepy as she did.

Sym greeted her, which made Slade want to just stab himself with his sword then and there. "Hi. Who are you?". He shot a glance at Tommy to see what he thought of it all, but soon enough the girl spoke and he returned his attention to her. "I'm Victoria," she said. Slade frowned. She even had a creepy name to match her appearance.

He looked over at Tommy and Symone. "We don't have time to stop and chat," he growled, hinting upstairs to show that Erieda was close. Without another word, Slade walked towards the stairs and travelled up them cautiously.

Slade entered the room and what he saw could've make him scream out. Not with fear, but with anger. He could feel his eyes becoming moist as tears threatened to spill from them. He couldn't bring himself to move, for fear that he might snap and just lose control. Sym and Tommy were kneeling beside Erieda but Slade was frozen in the doorway. He heard her call his name. "Simon," she said, lifting an arm.

Slade stepped back. He couldn't be near her, as much as he wanted to. The smell of her blood was everywhere and it felt disgusting to have to breathe it in constantly. It only seemed to be fueling his anger. He twirled around and slammed his fist into the wall he was facing, causing a large dent to form and shatter the wall around it.

Before he could even tell what had happened, he felt himself gliding through the air, and then landed on the ground further up the hallway with a loud crack.

And there Chris stood, his crimson eyes shifting to the other two that he saw. He darted over with a speed too fast to follow and did the exact same thing to Symone, then spun around and grabbed Tommy by the collar. Suddenly, a look of realisation crossed his face and he stepped back a bit, releasing his grip.

"Oh, dear," he mumbled, moving his hand to his mouth. "I was informed that there were enemies present. Never realised it was you, Tommy. I apologise," he said with an emotionless chuckle. He looked over at Symone. "Is she your child?" he asked.

“You have got to- No. My daughter is 9, That is Symone. Alex’s daughter. Your niece?” Tommy said. Chris scrunched up his nose and turned to her. "I don't see it," he said plainly, his eyes looking Sym up and down. She looked nothing like Alex. Granted, she was female, but you could see his point. It was then that she began to shift and a grin crossed his face. "Oh, no. That's definitely Alex's daughter," he said with a chuckle.

Tommy spoke again and Chris turned to him. “You need to tell your brother. His wife is dying...” he said. Chris shook his head. “Al..ex...” he heard Erieda choke out. “No..That’s Chris. He’s gonna go get Alex,” Tommy replied to her. "There's no need to. He's already dead," Chris said, returning Tommy's glare. "Oh.. You didn't know?" he asked. "Yeah, the Captain beat him real good. There's no way he's still alive now".

Slade's eyelids shot open as he saw Sym kneel to the ground. She was fully black and she looked confused. Slowly he lifted himself up and rubbed his forehead. "Jeez," he said. "Who the hell threw me, Sym?" he asked. "And why are you in that form?".

Tommy whipped his head around. “ Excuse me?” He said. “What do you mean he’s dead?” He asked. “Have you seen his body and How the hell are you so calm?” He asked and then realized, he’s related to Alex. There was no answer for that one. “You know what, scratch that last question. Have you seen him?” He asked. Erieda clamored to the floor, turned herself and with a great cry of pain, she got to her hands and knees before slipping on her own blood. “Sym...Simon...I.” “Whoa, Hold up. You better not move.” Tommy said. “ My Children.” She said trying again and failing. “ Ajali Erieda Ainra Davenport, By the power of your name, I command you to rest.” Tommy whispered and Erieda’s eyes rolled back into her hand and she was asleep. Tommy hated to do that but he was running out of options. “”Sorry, Sis.” He said and than turned his attention back to Chris. “ Please explain to me what the hell is going on.”

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Sym looked at her brother. “I’m losing my grip.” She said and there were two meanings to that. One, She couldn’t control her form, she was much too upset and Two, She was about to lose her mind and that was due to the stress of it all. “ That was uncle Chris. He can’t remember us and.” Sym stopped. “ I can’t...I can’t this anymore. Simon. I can’t. I just can’t.” She said and she started to sob but her tears turned to ice as soon as it touched her black skin

Chris eyed Tommy. "Trust me, I saw his body. Mangled an' everything," he replied. He paused briefly to word out his sentences before he allowed them to leave his lips. "All 'cause of Erieda the 'Unkillable'. The Captain was so pissed after she arrived and challenged him that he took it out on Alex as soon as he arrived, claiming that he was a disgrace to the Remei for being married to the 'enemy'. Poor thing didn't stand a chance against the captain".

He then looked down at Erieda. "Oh!" he said, clapping his hands together. "I can heal Erieda for you if you'd like. It might take an hour or so though. Your choice. Wouldn't want her to suffer the same fate as poor old Alex now, would we?".

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“I’m losing my grip,” Symone said. “That was uncle Chris. He can’t remember us and,” Sym paused briefly. “I can’t...I can’t this anymore. Simon. I can’t. I just can’t”. Slade watched as her tears fell and froze on her cheeks. Must've been because of her low temperature.

Slade sat himself and grabbed a hold on Symone's shoulders, lifting her up as he stood. "Okay. I can understand that this is difficult, believe me, but if we allow ourselves to be weak even for a moment we're going to lose this battle. We will defeat him. So be strong," he said.

Tommy let out a long sigh. Before him being married to his sister. Alex was his friend. One of his best friends. He even stuck around after that whole Corbin incident. He wouldn't cry, Tommy wasn't a crier. Never was but that hurt. How was he going to tell Erieda that her husband is dead. Worst still. How was he going to tell Symone and Simon. Sure he and Simon weren't that close but still...and Sym. The poor girl was a Daddy's girl something fierce. He didn't want to see the look on her face when she finds out.

Than Chris said he could maybe heal Erieda. “Yea...Wait, Won’t you lose your powers?” He said, remembering what happened when Alex saved him. Dammit all, He thought. He had to keep calm. Sym and Slade were counting on him, whether they knew it or not.

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Sym looked at her brother. “Okay.” She said. She tried to focus, get back to her human form. Slowly her skin went back to it’s olive color. She looked at him. “ We have to get to Mom out of here.” She said, there were heavy bags under her eyes and she was a little too pale from lack of stress and exhaustion.

Tommy nodded and watched as Chris got work fixing his sister. C’mon E, Be okay... He thought. Than Chris spoke about guarding the door. He was about to stand when Sym and Slade walked in. Tommy had to turn away. He couldn’t look at them. Than Slade spoke. Tommy just nodded. He couldn’t even speak at the point. He just kept his attention on their mother, praying to whoever was listening that she’d pull through.

Sym looked at her mother. She looked so peaceful. Too peaceful in fact that she had to look away. She went to the window. She held her sais in her hand, twirled them between her fingers. Why couldn’t they have normal problems. Her parents should be yelling at her for something dumb right now. Like staying out too late. She shouldn’t be watching her mother fight for her life while she was guarding the doors for demons. She wished she could be back with Dahvie right now. She wanted him to hold her again like he was before Celestia took her. She sighed heavily.

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The Demon King approached his daughter’s bedroom in human form. She’d informed him that the dragon child was here. He opened the door and saw the little girl. “ Hello, Little one.” He said, kneeling down. “ You must be a friend of Victoria’s friends.” He said with a smile. “ I’m her Father. Azazel.” He said extending his hand to her. She was so small, yet so unbelievably powerful. Like an untapped oil line. He then felt a spike in power suddenly coming from just down the hall. He’d deal with that later. She was in main priority .

A little while passed and Chris pulled his hands away from Erieda. "We're going to have to go now," he said to the others. "She's not fully healed but she'll survive the journey back to Parkwood. I can resume the healing there". He looked over at Tommy. "You," he pointed a finger, "carry your sister". He then shot a glance at Sym, and then at Slade. "You two, you're going to be the back-up. Attack whatever comes our way".

"And then there's me. I'm going to safely lead you guys back a secret location and open up the portal without being noticed," he said proudly.

Tommy silently lifted up his sister. Sym nodded at Chris but then she thought of something. Chris was here then maybe her dad was. She really wanted to see him right now. She’d feel better if he were here, then things wouldn't feel so hopeless. “Chris. Where’s my Dad?” She asked suddenly. Tommy visibly flinched. Tommy eyed Chris and subtly shook his head. He gave him a look that read ‘Not right now’

Chris was about to walk out of the room when he came to an abrupt halt. “Chris. Where’s my Dad?” Symone asked. He slowly turned on his toes to face her, an unsure look on his face. He then met Tommy's gaze and fully undertstood the look he was being given. Obviously he wanted to wait for a better time to tell her, and Chris respected that. "He'll be along in a little while," he said, nothing about his tone or facial expression giving away his lie for even a second.

Loudly, Chris clapped his hands together once and proceeded to exit through the door of which he'd entered previously. "Follow," he ordered, gesturing for them to join him as he walked. As he reached the top of the staircase, he was greeted by one of the Captain's royal guards. A large, beasty looking thing that resembled a large dog with crimson red eyes. "Down," Chris snapped, and the dog complied. He just sat, not moving a muscle. "Guard dogs. They look scary but they're very easy to command".

Slade eyed the hideous beast as he and Chris passed it, before returning to their travels. The front door was right ahead of the stairs so it really was no difficult sneaking out. As soon as they stepped outside, Chris stopped. "Here we are!" he exclaimed, acting as if they'd gone through quite some trouble to get where they currently were. "Boy, that was tiring," he added, and with the flick of his wrist a large portal appeared infront of them all.

"Ladies first," he said, gesturing to Symone and Tommy (who was carrying Erieda). "It leads straight to the front of the hotel. If you could be a gentleman and take her up to Alex's room, that'd be great," he said to Tommy.

Sym looked Chris. She nodded. That made her feel better a bit. He was coming, right? She and Slade brought up the rear while Tommy was in the middle and Chris took point. Suddnely a large beastly dog appeared and Sym had her sais out in second but Chris handled it quite skillfully. Once at the door, She stepped through allowed Tommy to walk through with her mother. She took a deep breath and stepped through as well. The fresh air of the Mortal Realm filled her lungs and she breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted to go back into bed with Dahvie and maybe possibly sleep. Maybe. Probably not.

Tommy took Erieda to Alex’s room. His name was still etched in the door from years ago. He looked at his sister. It was gonna kill him to tell her. All of them really but Erieda, she was in love with him the moment she lay eyes on him. Tommy noticed it before she did. Aside from that. His kids. Tommy though he hated his father and killed him, himself, still grieved over the lost. What was Simon gonna do. And Sym. Dear God. Sym. She was going to be so hurt. He could already imagine the look on the poor girl’s face. He took a deep breath and turned to them -assuming Slade and Chris were right behind him-

“Symone, Simon.” Tommy spoke. “You should take a seat.” He said, his voice was all serious. Tommy was usually the jokester, sarcastic most of the time and he NEVER called Slade ‘Simon’. Not even when he was about ready to string him up by his ears. Sym frowned and took a seat beside her mother. She held her hand. It was then Sym noticed she herself wasn’t unharmed from the fight with the demons. They were small cuts and bruises that would heal eventually. She looked up at Tommy, waiting for Slade to take a seat as well.

“Symone, Simon. You should take a seat”. Slade shot Tommy a harsh glare. It was rare for Tommy to call him by his actual name. It kind of spooked him a little. Sym and Erieda took a seat, and so did he, but rather he at opposite to them on the other side of the room.

Chris stood in the doorway with his arms crossed, leaning against the frame. This wouldn't be fun at all. He could already sort of tell Sym wasn't going to be happy that he'd lied about Alex. And, if she truly was anything like Alex, she'd be willing to slap the taste out of his mouth when the little talk between them had finished.

"What's going on, uncle Tommy?" Slade hissed impatiently. He wanted to get whatever it was over and done with so that he could go to see Tanya. He needed to explain why he'd just up and vanished without a word. No doubt she'd be thinking the worst of him by now.

Tommy looked at them for a moment. He set down his armor and sword and looked at Symone and Simon again. “okay. So...” “Dammit, Why is this so hard.” He thought and took a breath. “ Your Father...he..went up against the demon king.” He said. He wasn’t going to go into the details too much. They weren’t relevant. Tommy looked down. “He didn’t make it.” He said and Sym let off a laugh. “ So open another portal?” She said like he was crazy. Tommy sighed. “No. He didn’t survive.” He said and Sym’s head jerked back as if someone smacked her. “ What do you mean.” She said through clenched teeth, her eyes cut at Chris. “ He Died. Symone. You’re Father died.” He said and she stood up. She didn’t want to hear anymore. “Bullshit!” She barked. Tommy reached for her but she smacked his hand away. “ Liar! Both of you!” She growled looking at Chris. She looked as if she were about to snap his neck. “I can’t lie, Sym.” Tommy said softly. “No! My Dad is not dead!” She screamed. “Sym...” “ No!” She screamed and her body turned black instantly. It wasn’t a slow gradually change like usual. It was immediate. One moment she was normal and the next she was a shadow. “ Sym. Please. Listen.”

“NO you let him lie to me! You made me believe he was coming back! It made me feel better!” She screamed. The room dropped several degrees. Tommy had no words for that. It was true. “I’m sorry, but-” “ He’s not dead.” She said looking at him and then she disappeared into a cloud of smoke and sunk through the floor. Tommy dropped his head and looked at Slade for a response.

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Once outside, Sym solidified again. She reached through her armor and pulled on the necklace, Alex had given her. She closed her hand around the pendant and called to him in her mind. He said, he’d hear her all she had to do was think really hard in her head and he’d be there. No matter what. So she kept trying, knowing there was no use. Tommy couldn’t lie. Just like she couldn’t but she was in denial. Daddy! Please Daddy! I need you... She called in her mind, trembling while she held on to her pendant. Daddy. Please...

Slade shook his head at Tommy. He knew he wasn't able to lie, but like Symone he refused to believe that his father was defeated. He dropped his head into his hands and gripped onto his hair. "For fuck sake," he spat. "Shit always happens to this family. Why the hell is it always us that has to suffer through shit like this?" he asked, looking up at Tommy. Slade was pissed off, to say the least.

He stood himself up. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go get pissed and destroy half of Parkwood in a drunken fury, then get my picture in the news and die alone with a cat," he said, storming past Chris, who had nothing but amusement on his face. Slade bothered not with the door. Much like Alex had done previously, Slade slammed himself into the wall and broke a hole through it, appearing on the other side, covered in dust.

Slade used all the speed he could muster and ran for Tanya's house. He knew she'd have alcohol. She was Tanya, after all. Once he reached the front door, he barged straight in. "I need all the fucking alcohol!" he screamed as he walked into the living room and then into the kitchen. He immediatly began to search through the cupboards, practically drinking every liquid he could find, whether it was alcohol or not.

Tommy watched Slade break down. "For fuck sake," he spat. "Shit always happens to this family. Why the hell is it always us that has to suffer through shit like this?" he asked. Tommy used to ask himself that very question.

Slade stood up. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go get pissed and destroy half of Parkwood in a drunken fury, then get my picture in the news and die alone with a cat," he said and stormed passed Chris and blew through the door. Tommy waved a hand and watched as the door reformed in it’s proper place. Tommy than dropped his head in his hand without another word.

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Sym laying in the grass, sobbing hysterically. Her father wasn’t coming for her like he promised. He couldn’t. Dead men can’t keep promises. She curled into a ball, seeking some sort of warmth. She than realised where she could get it. Dahvie. Sweet Dahvie. He could hold her, tell her everything was going to be alright. She still had him. That’s right. She still had him. She made her way towards his house. She could only imagine what she looked like. Her face all puffy from crying, cut and bruised from the fight, still dressed in her mother’s armor. Hell, she looked like she came from war...Well she did.

She got to his house and knocked. “ Dahvie.” She called but got no answer. She knocked again and figured he may not be home. He probably was looking for her. She did just disappear in the middle of the night. He wasn’t obviously at the hotel all that screaming she did. So she decided the next place she’d look -where she looking for herself- she’d check Tanya’s. She made her way to her house. It took her a little bit but she made it there and unlike her brother, She knocked. “Tan? Dahvie, You guys there?” She called through the door.

Aoife approached the man from behind, she stood over him, her hair reaching out towards him like snakes. She put a bony finger on his back, Roughly where his heart would be on the inside, her cries would have deafened everyone in the room if they could hear it. The man grasped at his heart before dropping dead, his spirit rose up from it and he was so unbelievably afraid. Everyone was walking towards him, "It's okay everyone, I'm fine." The people ignored him and continued to approach him. "They can't hear or see you." Aoife told him, her skeletal form now visible. "You have died and I am here to bring you to your eternal resting place." She reached out a bony hand for him to take as a large door appeared behind her. The man went through the multiple stages of death before Aoife grabbed his hand and pulled him through the door. She was in Azazel's realm, "Someone's been a naughty boy." She whispered before letting out a terrifying shriek to announce her arrival with a new soul.

When Brooklyn woke up, she returned to her apartment and checked the voicemail left on her answer phone, "Of course I left my phome." She sighed before grabbing a jacket and left her apartment. She made her way to Andrew's house, her hair a mess and her make up basically a smudge from trying to wipe it off. She knocked on the door and called in. "Andrew!" She called out to him. "Andrew!" She shouted slightly louder. She then heard the faint whisper of a song, she spun around to see who was there, she listened and recognised it as the last trace of a Siren song. She looked through the window but couldn't see anyone. "Andrew! Ashley! Mr Vincent!" She called, beginning to panic. She felt a few raindrops hit her face before heavy rain started to hit her face. She called once more,"Andrew!" She didn't know what to do.

Dahvie wrapped his arms around Symone. 'I need to take you home before I pounce on you in this very spot,' Dahvie said into Symone's mind as she rested her chin on his shoulder. He kissed her neck, his hand moving down to her butt. 'Come on'. He took her hand in his and practically darted in the direction of his house. He couldn't wait any longer. He needed Symone. He wanted Symone.

Dahvie was at the door in such a short moment. He slammed Sym into the door and pinned her against it. He released a low growl as he pressed his lips against hers and opened the door.

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Slade approached the hotel, stopping outside. He pointed to the giant hole on the side of the building. "There it is," he said. "Deal with it. I have family shit to deal with". He was then gone in a second. He dashed through the hall and flew into the room where Erieda and Tommy were. "Sorry for taking so long. Chris jumped out and attacked us". He ran a hand through his fringe and sighed. "I swear to God, the Davenport brothers are seriously fucked up".

It was then that his sobbing mother caught his attention and he walked over to her, gently stroking her hair. "Hey, mom," he said with a concerned look. "How you doing?".

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Chris walked weakly with Michael, his knees trembling beneath his weight. "So, how is mom?" asked Michael. "I don't know. I haven't been in touch with her since joining the Remei. I'm sure she's just running her little magical realm without a care in the world". A harsh growl rumbled through clenched teeth. "I assume if you're asking me that then she hasn't kept in touch with either of you then?".

Before Sym knew what happened. She was at Dahvie door, pinned against it with his lips were on hers. He opened the door and she pulled him in. She busily removed her armor after she kicked the door closed. She shook out her hair as tore off his shirt then wrapped her legs around his waist, still kissing him hungerily.

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Erieda looked up at Simon as he approached her. She looked at her son's face. He was concerned for her when he'd just lost his father. She frowned sadly. She'd never cried in front of childern but she couldn't help it. She reached for her son, held him to her chest, ignoring the pain in her ribs"Oh, Simon." She said kissing the top of his head. She'd been through this. Her parents were killed as well. She went into a blind rage then.

She felt tears forming as she held her son. Her baby boy. "I', so sorry my love." She said. Then she remembered the conversation they had the last time she saw him. They agured. She didn't even say. She started trembling as she wept, resting her chin on his head, rocking ever so slightly

Symone was no where to be found. She could only imagine what she was going through.

Tommy stood up, decided it would be best if they were alone. He quietly slipped out the door and headed toward Andrews.

Dahvie practically slammed Symone onto the living room floor, cracking the ground beneath them. He bit down on her bottom lip and blood dripped down his chin, some of it landing on his own lips. He was no vampire but her blood tasted amazing. He needed more. He pulled away from the kiss to lick the blood from his lips, releasing a pleasured gasp soon after. Another low growl broke from his lips and he began to graze his lips against her neck.

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Slade felt himself being pulled into a hug from his mother. She spoke his name and kissed the top of his head. Slade sighed. "Don't.. You're gonna make me cry," he mumbled. "I'm, so sorry my love". Slade shook his head and pulled his head away from her chest. He placed his hands on her cheeks, wiping the tears with his thumb. "No," he said. "I'm sorry".

He pulled her into the hug this time. "I'm going to stay with you here," he said. He curled his arms around her and lifted her up, moving her towards the bed. "I think you need to rest a little. You've been through a ton of stuff today and I think we could both use a nap". He pulled the blanket away and placed Erieda gently on the bed. He climbed in with her and pulled the blanket over them both.

Slade's eyes fell on his mother. "It sounds hard but you just have to take your mind off of it all".

"Oh, Tommy! It's great to hear your voice after...after all these years." Theresea smiled, taking a seat as she unpacked a chair. She hadn't known why but she had a feeling this was going to be a long conversation, something was different about the edge in Thomas' voice. "You sound...different. Is everything okay?" Before Tommy could reply Theresea, in her selfish ways, interrupted with her speech as it was more important to get it off her mind and tell him about her whereabouts. "Guess what! I know I haven't been here for ages, so I'm back now, in Parkwood! My daughter, Katie has moved in with me into my old house. You should come over sometime, we could have some tea or do something together; you know, like re-unite. Maybe, Kristina and Alex and the rest of the gang could join us, that would be nice, hey?" Theresea giggled as she jumped from thought to thought, she seemed to do this a lot. "Anyway, did, you want to say something before?"