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Selene Morrigan

The mysterious one

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a character in “The Promise Made”, originally authored by Himekura, as played by St.Valentine

So begins...

Selene Morrigan's Story

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Character Portrait: Lyra Kingsley Character Portrait: Isabella Lombardi Character Portrait: Selene Morrigan
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The blessed lunch period emptied the halls of Rosen Hale, clearing the way for a newcomer to tread through with little difficulty. Two rhythmic heels tapped lightly on the linoleum tile, giving way to knee length leather boots that protected the feet of a petite, fox like vixen with curly tresses that were as black as night. A shock of porcelain white was the graceful face that held her aquamarine eyes, scanning the halls with the intensity of a predator. She wore a leather jacket that matched her boots, and a sound like small bells or chains twinkled as she strode.

She moved quickly and with purpose, and by the unwavering expression on her face it was clear she had no intention of making friends. At the very faint noise of a bird ruffling its feathers, followed by a distinctive cawing to confirm her suspicions, she immediately stopped in her tracks and snapped her attention to the creature. It paid no attention to her, and she continued just as rapidly as she paused so that it remained that way. Her continuance was halted again, however, as she was bumped by a girl whose nose was shoved into a book.

"Lyra! Oh, I'm sorry, friend-" Isabella began, though instantly she cut herself off upon seeing the new girl, who was now picking Dracula off the floor. "I...I'm sorry, I should have been looking where I was going."

"No worries," said the girl, whose voice was cold but undertone still kind. She offered her the novel, and when Isabella reached for it, noticed a handsome ring with a crescent shaped sapphire jewel on her finger.

"Thanks... Er...?"


"Selene... I'm Isabella," she chirped brightly, struggling to find the place she left off in her book. "Are you new here?"

There was silence, and when Isabella didn't hear a response, she looked up from flipping through the pages and realized that the mysterious girl had disappeared as if in thin air. She furrowed her brows in confusion, inspecting her surroundings in search of the beautiful female.

"That's odd."

She shrugged her shoulders and continued outside where all the students had gathered for lunch, scanning the throng for her friend Lyra but instead catching Dean in her line of sight. She could see him blabbing away almost pointedly into his cellphone, and she smirked, shaking her head a little. She advanced assuming Lyra would soon follow, knowing full well where Isabella would be, if the Brit weren't waiting there already. She reached an old oak, whose leaves were turning colors and beginning to trickle to the ground. She sat comfortably at its trunk and reopened her book, not before casting a glance at Dean, who sat at a bench a distance across from her.

She couldn't help the little smile that played at her mouth, though its curl suffered a little when she noticed Selene walking
in the direction of the Salvatore boy.

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Character Portrait: Dean Salvatore Character Portrait: Lyra Kingsley Character Portrait: Isabella Lombardi Character Portrait: Selene Morrigan
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"I wouldn't, Salvatore," Selene purred, feeling his itching to take hold of his pocket knife. Her expression remained straight and unwavering, even as she turned to look at him and her eyes flashed. "I need you to listen to me, and very carefully, because I am only going to say this once."

She walked over to his passenger side door and waited for him to unlock it. She sat inside and watched him expectantly until he did the same. She fingered the jewel on her hand, then looked him square in the eye. The windows were already beginning to fog, and she waited til they were mostly covered by the mist before she opened her mouth to speak again. She could sense his distrust- after all, Selene wasn't exactly the gentle type -and though the corner of her lip twitched, as if hinting the possibility of a smirk, her countenance remained frozen.

"As you know, this town is a hotbed of supernatural activity," she began, her voice soft and grave. "It would be foolish to believe you could handle this all on your own."

She pulled up the sleeve of her leather jacket and revealed a wildly intricate tattoo that spanned the length of her entire arm. Then she turned her hand so that the jewel on her finger flashed, quickly covering her limb as fast as she had bared it. Had Dean so much as blinked, he surely would have missed the sight: she bore the markings that only he and people like himself would understand, letalone see.

"That girl you've been staring at- and don't deny it- she's a target. They will be coming for her, and those she holds dear won't be shown the same mercy. There's only a few of us in this town and there could be as many as one hundred of them. These vampires will stop at nothing until they have her and kill anyone in their way. If they take her-"

The telltale caw of the infamous crow landing near the couple immediately cut off her sentence. She snappe her attention toward the creature, who seemed to be searching for them inside the car. She looked gravely at Dean, then turned and exited the car, walking away so swiftly she seemed to be on the verge of running.

From her perch beneath the oak tree, Isabella sipped the vegetable soup from her thermos and listened carefully as Michael and Lyra talked. Although it wasn't exactly rare, the fact that two new people showed up at the exact same time was just too strange. She couldn't help the odd, slightly uncomfortable feeling in the pit of her stomach; yet, as she watched Selene reappear into the schoolyard lunch plaza, Isabella didn't feel threatened by the enigmatic and mysterious female.

"She's beautiful," Isabella whispered to Lyra, almost incredulously so. Then she turned to Michael. "So what brings you to Sable? I know it can't be for the weather."

She looked up at the grey sky, whose clouds were beginning to disperse with the rays of the sun breaking through the dreary veil. She sighed; she didn't like the rain much. It was a relief that it had stopped just in time for lunch, although she was sure it would probably continue when the students were called back inside to class. She was curious to know how the year would unfold- it seemed to have already gotten off to a pretty interesting start.

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Isabella watched him curiously. Either he was just friendly or up to something- he came and went like a cool breeze. Her eyes followed his form as he joined Selene, who acknowledged him with a quick glance but never stopped moving. She seemed to be retreating toward the library, and it took all of Isabella's strength not to get up and follow her. She turned and looked toward the path that she had come from, expecting Dean to follow, but he wasn't there. Her brows furrowed and she looked back at Lyra, concern ridden on her face.

"I'll be right back, Ly," she said, leaving her belongings where she had once been seated.

She stood and swiftly began walking through the brick path that cut through a small patch of forest to get to the student parking lot. Isabella was infinitely curious as to why Dean hadn't followed after her, so she quickened her pace, disappearing into the little grove. The raven cawed, and darted so rapidly after the girl it was akin to the speed of an arrow. Isabella snapped her head toward it, startled yet again at the creature that never ceased to follow her whereabouts.

It didn't take her long to find Dean still seated in his car, but she didn't burst out of the brush just yet. Instead, she stood behind a tree and poked her head around it to observe him. She cocked her head, her inky locks falling all around her olive face, and she squinted to attempt and see through the fog that misted the windows.

"I said what I could before that damned bird appeared," Selene growled, continuing her voyage into the library. "I'm not pleased, Michael. If I wasn't forced to remain in secret, I'd stake that pureblood monster Avalon myself."

She stopped at the doors, then turned and faced the handsome young man. For the first time since she had arrived, her cold statuesque features softened dramatically - a sign she viewed as weakness that she would only show Michael. The steel in her light blue irises turned to water, and her straight rosebud lips curled considerably. She placed a small hand on Michael's cheek, stroking the outline of his bone structure and ended at his chin, where she dropped her hand.

"Oh Michael," she whispered. "You've always been the warmer one. Sometimes I envy the way you freely trust people."

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Michael stared down at her still the faint smile lingered on his lips despite her concern. He wanted to see a level of joy in anyones faces and he decided one day that if things were gonna get crappy and the world was gonna bog down in misery he was going to resist that melancholia spell. Smile and if ever that feeling to frown sneaks up, smile more. Even if he was in agony in hell, he had to smile and pretend oh for he was an expert at concealing his truest emotions. Although sometimes they would occassionally slip, especially when things got real bad. However now it was okay enough not to be wrapped up in sadness. It was't that time period, now was different, now is an instant and ever changing within seconds. Now things were not like a dark past he keeps running from. Now was here in the silence of the library with his lovely Selene.

"I trust because it has been granted to me and I hold it fondly. I expect the same from others it all depends though, being wary of you trust is key ma petite." Oops he let that one slip, but it was all he could do to resist from embracing her suddenly and drowning her in sweet kisses, kisses to force her saddness away. Her touch was a fire that left him wanting more and his eyes alit testimony to this silent desire. If only she knew.

"A crow you say? Do you suspect it's being a surrogate spy?" He asked just as softly his gaze melting as hers did, his cool facade showcasing his real weakness. Her.


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Character Portrait: Dean Salvatore Character Portrait: Selene Morrigan Character Portrait: Veratos H.
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Dean grit his teeth,"You're late." He turned to the huntress who struggled with her stuck arrow. He shook his head slipping his gun away as he strolled away. "Just forget the damned arrow it's useless now."

Up above, a young woman clad in black watched the duo, Dean in particular, her lips curved into a smile, her hazel eyes lit up at seeing him. "Not the Ace Killer I remember, but still the same Dean...Guess I'll drop in on him later..." Veratos muttered toying with his Beretta 92F (which was illegally modified to fire a three-round burst) and his red and black Butterfly knife. She had yet to meet with him again after two years and return the weapons he left behind for his own stupid reasons. After watching him for a while since her arrival in Sable, she was beginning to think that he was forgetting about looking back into his long forgotten past, so she was here to give him a harsh wake-up call. He needed it --if he wanted a better chance to save those he cared about after all.

And of course she wanted to team up with him again after soo long, she missed having no one else to yell at!

She turned away from the ledge and walked away.

Veratos Holmes used to be his partner in this wild and dangerous business of hunting, she was the best at her job even when she'd been at it alone, her usual weapons of choice are a M1911 pistol (also known as Colt Government) and two undersized Japanese swords known as Kodachi. She figured that since he had great skills and because they were the "same" when it came to their fighting style (in which case they both tapped into their own powers while in combat) and not just because of his good looks she was gung-ho on joining him. From the get-go he had no problem enlisting her to work with, he was very easy going and more "fun" in her eyes, only now, since the accident, he's more flaky and serious. She even wondered if she could get the old Dean back, she pondered on this while going down the steps. Entering the halls, she passed by a cheer leader, hugging her boyfriend's arm close as if he might run if she loosened her grip on him, Vera found that suspicious, plus the fact that the girl was oozing icky dark aura.

So the huntress kept a close watch on her suspect.

Dean sighed and looked up to see the highest point of the school building, he was sure he'd felt a presence up there, shaking it off he tried to focus and searching for the target, but where was he to even begin searching?

"Come on Selene, gotta keep up if you're joining me..."


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Character Portrait: Dean Salvatore Character Portrait: Lyra Kingsley Character Portrait: Katerina Character Portrait: Selene Morrigan Character Portrait: Veratos H.
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Lyra had sat stiffly when Isabella had gotten up soon after going to find Dean. What felt like an eternity but was only ten minutes, she collected her things and Isabella's forgotten bag and books before standing and heading toward the direction she saw her best friend go. She paused when she reached the turning to enter the student parking lot, what she saw almost made her drop everything in her arms --Isabella was abducted by a...vampire?

"He doesn't seem to want to hurt her, if he did, he would have done so already..." Commented Katerina, she floated near her niece, also watching the scene.

"But...He's saying he's going to wipe out her memories...Do you think she saw something she wasn't meant to see?" Even Lyra wondered what it was that she "saw" and she worried even more for her.

Feeling another malignant aura caused the girl to look sky-ward to spot another figure, this one a female, watching them below and she couldn't help but shiver at the weird icy-ness tingling down her spine.

"Those two... aren't human...." Katerina informed her, the spirit's eyes narrowed as she stared hard at the new comer. She didn't like her presence either and was sure to stay on high alert if that lady were to encounter her niece.

Lyra whispered, her eyes still on the lady as she caressed a gun in her hands, staring at Dean she could only imagine. "Is she and Dean vampires too?"

Katerina shook her head, "I wouldn't call them that... but their auras are very similar. Be very wary of them both, especially Dean. Something about him isn't right, his aura-"

"I know his is darker than black, but he doesn't seem to want to hurt anyone..." Lyra's expression was sad and hurt, how could her aunt be so judgmental? Did she not see the guy try to save Isabella?

Then the woman turned and was gone.

At that, Lyra exhaled relieved, she thought for a split second that the lady was going to shoot somebody.

Tearing her gave to the parking lot she saw Dean walking out and he was telling Selene to follow him.

She was about to turn when she felt his eyes on her and she just stood there. "Um...Dean where's Isabella? She went after you a moment ago and never came back... She forgot her stuff..."


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Character Portrait: Dean Salvatore Character Portrait: Aleksei Avalon Character Portrait: Lyra Kingsley Character Portrait: Isabella Lombardi Character Portrait: Selene Morrigan
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"She went... Home." He answered tensly.

Dean half wondered if she'd seen anything, wishing all this had been dealt with in a more discreet place, say far, far away. He took the books and bag from her and told her that he would deliver them to Isabella personally, then ushered her back toward the winding, large school.

Lyra found his rushing her annoying and she glanced back, her firey hair bouncing around her small face, "Did her guardians come to pick her up?"

"Uh, I guess..."

"Then you have to take her bike too."

"What am I her delivery boy?"

"Oh but Dean, how will she get to school tomorrow?" The plucky red-head spun around to face him, her features scrunching into a super cute little frown on her pixie face. She crossed her arms pouting, "You have to!" She demanded.

Dean sighed, "And you can't do it yourself?"

"Uh-- I can't... maam' wouldn't allow me to. You see, she's very strict and..." her expression took on a level of sadness when mentioning her mom, but then she brightened up, an idea springing into her head, "What if I pay you my allowance?"

The hunter rolled his eyes, "I won't accept payment. Not from you or anyone, I'll do it okay, now... just go to class!"

She sparkled at him, "Thank you Dean!" She twirled and ran off.

"Guess I'm giving Lombardi a visit when all this crap is over," Dean grumbled, glancing back to see if Selene was following him. He walked down the hall and made it to his locker where he put all of Isabella's stuff there while making a mental note to remember to come back here later and get it all before leaving.


Isabella lay in her bed, already changed from her morning attire to her nightgown, the pureblood had put her to sleep before taking the liberty to changing her vestments opting to leave her in comfort before he walked out of her life again. He left her clothing neatly folded on the window seat. Sighing sadly he stood beside her bed, watching her ever so longingly. If only...

He caressed her cheek with tender fingers, before picking up a strand of her shining, night locks, entwining the silken strands for a moment, before gently letting them slip away from his fingers. Gently he settled his hand atop her crown and dived into her memories, ripping the moment things went weird from today away from her forever -unlike compelling, this was much different, he wasn't making her simply forget, he wasn't surpressing the memories of that stupid child pureblood or seeing Dean go hunter-mode into the back-burner of her mind, he was actually absorbing them into his own. It would be much better for her life if she never knew. She would live easier, smile freely under the sun.

She will recall only having a normal one at school except for feeling sick and wanting to go home early to rest.

"When you awaken again, everything will be as it was before..." His voice was bearly a whispered.

But this was as far as he could go, as long as she was safe it mattered not if she even knew who he was, that too was a must, it was better if she didn't know him at all. It would prevent her from curiously trying to figure him out and ruining everything. He built this world around her, a safe haven so that she would be always perfectly intact. He knew the threats after her blood and he was working his own deadly plan to eliminate them.

The only evidence of his visits were the tall American beauty rose he left at her door step everyday, which was sure to be left at her doorstep today after he departed.

After looking at her sleeping face for as long as he could manage to refrain from getting any closer, he finally broke away into a flurry of tiny bats that flapped quietly out her open window that he closed. Then below at her front porch an evanescent hand appeared from a small cluster of bats that broke away from the pack to deliver the rose.

And he was gone.


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Character Portrait: Dean Salvatore Character Portrait: Lyra Kingsley Character Portrait: Michael LeVian Character Portrait: Selene Morrigan
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"Aww I missed the party!" Micheal said in mock upset, he appeared from behind a tree after finding Selene giving up on her arrow retrieval. He smiled brightly as he watched the hunter go off with the girl, he slipped right next to her, "So Avalon took Lombardi huh? What a shame, I wanted to meet her!"

He reached for the arrow and with a single pull, got it out -but it broke and he looked shocked for a second fearing Selene's rage and he handed it to her smiling apologetically, "Sorry ma petite, it was sure to happen, the tree does not like to get poked by these things and was gonna keep a piece of it regardless. I'll but you new ones!"

Then Michael looked after the hunter, cocking his head at him as he disappeared into the school, "You know, he isn't all he seems, that Salvatore boy... Are you sure you want to join him on his quest?"


Lyra wondered about that boy as she continued to attend all her classes. He wasn't in any of the afternoon classes and she couldn't help but think something strange was going on. In the last class of the day, Henry Stiles and Lecille Roberts the quarter back and his cheerleader girlfriend were missing. Four seats were empty, which meant that perhaps they were all skipping the last period. She sighed as she returned her gaze to the front of the class. I hope Isabella is okay...


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Vera hid around the corner, watching the hunter as he quickly glanced through the glass windows of the class room doors, searching with a hunter's eye for the monster. That he would never find at this rate. Obviously she knew what he was searching for wasn't there --not even close. He needed help so she stepped in, disguising herself as a student by shapeshifting into a familiar face, the better to capture his attention with.

Dean held the butt of his shot gun as he stealthily peeked from one room to another, in the halls searching for the skin walker, Selene was on another floor doing the same, he had quickly exchanged digits with the huntress soon after the second to last period to skip the remaining classes and help him with this. Though he had no idea what he was going to do after he found the perp, what if it was in a class room acting like a student? he couldn't just barge in and shoot. Too much attention and the problem would get worse unless he found a way to lure it out --Isabella was walking down the hall and he froze at seeing her.

"Dean..." She whispered, disappearing around the corner.

It took him a heart beat to react, wasn't she just taken by Avalon? And why did he get these weird vibes from her? The pressure he picked up from her was powerful and not anything he'd noticed on her before. What the hell did that guy do to her?

"Isabella, hey!"

He watched her continue on, a silent invitation to follow and he did so with a powerful urgency welling up in side him, if he didn't reach her, if something was wrong with her he didn't know what could happen. She left down the stair case and was quite fast, he was surprised he almost lost her.

While he kept a steady pace after her, he reached for his cell and pressed the number 7 on the device, having saved Selene's number on speed dial for instances as these, he almost tripped as he spun around to exit the first floor, "Selene I'm on the first floor, Isabella's here --Did you find the target yet?" He spoke into the cell a little breathless as he shoved the door open and caught the sight of Isabella almost running down the hall.

"Isabella wait!"

She was slowing down as she walked through the long corridors aligned on both sides with lockers, then she stopped ultimately in the middle of the hall, turned around and stared back at Dean, pointedly, waiting.

The hunter paused mid-way, he stared at her closely, her features were unreadable to him and he flipped the cell shut.

The deafening sound of someone being slammed against the lockers made the girl turn toward the source, she simply stood there watching the two teens around the corner in the "kissing hall" fight?

Dean raced after her, he got in front of her and told her to run, and already had the shot gun whipped out, aiming it at two other class mates there. He didn't recognize any of them, but their clothing were enough to tell they did attend Rosen Hale. The opressive aura had vanished and when he glanced behind him Isabella was gone! He turned to the two teens there, and saw cheerleader girl towering over the giant foot ball-looking guy.

"I want your body..." She hissed, her hands seized him by the collar and her eyes flared golden -too bright.


Startled, she glanced up to see the hunter, cheerleader girl said, "Holy crap!"

Pulling the trigger, making sure to aim for the head, he tsked annoyed when football guy yelled a terrifying "Noo!" and reached for his girlfriend, pulling her away from shooting range.

"I- can't deal with this right now..." Cheerleader girl growled, much quietly she said to her boy toy, "I'll come back for you later." She pulled away and ran out into the nearest exit.

"Damn it, they always run!" Dean sprang after his target now knowing what she looked like, busty blonde, in red and white cheerleader uniform. She was also fast, that he'd been warned about, he really wished the football idiot hadn't interveined or this case would have already been over. Hopefully. Giving chase outside, Dean followed the flash of blonde hair, the girl was heading for town if she switched to another body he'd loose her for sure.

Keeping up wasn't too hard, he felt a high dose of adrenaline shoot up his veins like a miracle increasing his speed ten-fold. If someone were to see this, they'd only notice two streaks of red and white, being the creature Dean hunted and grayish black streaming one after the other.

Curses, I can't shake him, maybe I should just distract him- The monster's thoughts were interrupted when someone slammed into her, knocking her down. It was a stranger in a black cloak, that jumped out of the way as quickly as it came.

Dean aimed and was gonna pull the trigger when the blonde cheerleader jumped twenty feet into the air instantly and landed atop a roof of a store and headed east.

"Here we go." Dean jumped up to land atop a car, with one foot he pushed off that, gaining higher air he landed closer to the target and he shot at her, but she was super quick at evading the bullets. She continued to flee, the hunter was hot on her heels keeping up effortlessly. Some how he found the chase much more invigorating, maybe he didn't want to kill her just yet. And where the heck was Selene meanwhile? Hopefully she was up on the roofs too, free-running and could cut cheer-monster off. A big hopefully! The hunt could be fun, maybe even exciting, but if anyone got hurt that was always bad. Dean didn't want anyone else getting involved with this, which was why he seemed relaxed that the chase was above instead of below.

"I'm proud Salvatore, you're catching up fast. Which means you haven't changed at all..." Vera commented from another roof top near by. She changed back to her original self and remained close to him, like a spectator, simply watching and only assisting when necessary but since he was still new at realizing his abilities this all seemed a tiny bit dull. The old Dean could have taken out this pest in seconds without the effort of chasing.

But still, great entertainment, she followed him silently.


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"I see you, princess," Selene whispered to herself from her perch atop the belltower.

She ignored the constant buzzing of her cellphone, knowing precisely that it was Dean informing her of his whereabouts. Not that it was hard to track him, considering the moody boy was popping off rounds of every gun in his arsenal. But if there was one thing Selene was quite expert at, it was remaining unseen, and one step ahead of her target. She knew that anything supernatural that touched down in Sable would ultimately be after Isabella, who was sleeping soundly in her house a little distance from the tower. She knew anyone that wanted to get to her would pass through one of two ways; the back alley, or the main street.

Sure enough, the white and red blur was darting like a haphazard arrow in the very direction Selene had just presumed. She took a silver tipped arrow from her quiver, aimed carefully at where the creature would be taking its next step, and using her cheek as an anchor, she let it fly. There was a telltale sharp sound, and finally a thud; a smile curled over her lips as blur the stopped abruptly and materialized. The blonde dropped to the ground, the arrow lodged deeply into her neck. It wasn't enough to kill her, but it was exactly what Selene intended; she'd let Dean deal with killing her off.

She stepped back from the window, catching sight of the shrouded figure that followed Dean like a puppy, and scowled. She had enough of the inhuman creatures plaguing the town, and if it was the last thing Selene did, she would make sure they one day would all be gone. The chirping of bats echoed from somewhere behind her, and immediately she snapped her focus toward the fleeting horde. Her features contorted further- Avalon.

"That lovesick fool," she muttered, descending the staircase to begin her voyage to Isabella's residence. "Probably wasn't even aware the shifter was after his pretty little girlfriend..."

Another vibration silenced her complaint, but this time she retrieved it from her jacket and acknowledged whoever it was that was trying to reach her. She pressed the phone to her cheek, answering:

"The target is down, but you can kill her," she said without remorse. "I'm going to check on Isabella... Avalon left her alone at the worst possible time. I think Blondie was just a distraction."

With that, she exited the belltower and hopped onto her awaiting motorcycle. It didn't take long before she reached Isabella's street, where she proceeded to parking a few houses down, so as not to alert any trouble of her approach. See, Selene believed the hunter's success relied primarily on stealth, followed by elusiveness and precision. Selene could move with the agility of a cat, and was entirely the silent hunter that her father always wanted in a son.

Just as quickly as she had arrived, Selene cued into an aura that felt completely out of place. Her eyes scanned the forest that surrounded the quiet neighborhood, though she saw no signs of movement within the overgrowth. Even the trees were still, but yet, Selene knew better than to trust the silence. She continued nonetheless, moving swiftly as she always had, while the setting sun granted entrance to the full moon. She knew either Lyra or Dean would soon be coming with Isabella's belongings, so she wasted no time as she pressed herself against the house opposite of Isabella's.

From inside, Isabella stirred from her sleep, catching the last rays of the sun disappearing into the horizon. She furrowed her brows, the disorientation that is usually ensued from a period of sleep during the day overcoming her. The last thing she remembered was following Dean, and then her mind went completely blank. Her gaze fell over her form- she had even changed from her day clothes without knowing! -but was interrupted by a loud knock at her front door. She followed the sound curiously, though she couldn't deny the fast pace of her heartbeat.

When Isabella failed to open the door as quickly as the visitor wished, another rap came, though louder and more aggressive. She couldn't help but cry out- she never had any visitors over and she was unsure anyone from school even knew where she lived. There was a zip noise, a thud, and the knock never continued from there but she knew that wouldn't be the end. She approached the door cautiously, hearing unrecognizable noise from the opposite end, heightening her fear. She placed a tentative hand on the doorknob, her fingers beginning to shake, then turned it and-

"Isabella," Selene greeted with a smile.

"Selene...? Hey?" was Isabella's awkward response.

"Sorry, er... Principal Belvidere told me where you lived. I brought the homework you missed from today."

She reached behind her and then offered a thin stack of neatly paperclipped assignments. Isabella, still confused, took them and nodded in gratitude. Selene's icy eyes danced all around the empty house, discreetly searching for any signs of threat, then grinned and excused herself. When Isabella shut the door, Selene expertly leapt over the porch railing to the side of the house, where nothing but a splotch of blood on the grass greeted her.

"Aw shit..." she cursed, looking around again and reaching into the brush for her bow and arrows.

A low growl could be heard, a sound that was akin to an awakening volcano, but Selene failed to attach a face to the noise. There was a whoosh behind her and whipped around, catching just a faint glimpse of a man clothed in black just before he tackled her to the ground, shoving his bloody wrist into her mouth. Selene choked as the blood ran down her tongue and her instinct swallowed it all before she could even register what was happening. This heavy pressure pinned her to the ground, and when she looked up from struggling she could see the fiery red eyes of a handsome young man. His blood red lips were parted into a snarl, revealing the tips of his ghastly incisors. Vampire.

Around his neck was a large medallion with a familiar symbol engraved on it, but she didn't have time to ponder that. Selene's pupils focused in on the object of all her hatred, and suddenly a surge of power coursed through her veins. She kicked her heel into the ground, and a sharp white blade protruded from the steel toe of her boot. With a fierce groan, she shoved her foot with all of her might into the vampire's stomach, who instantly double over, releasing her from his grasp. She rolled over onto her feet but the blood that was now poisoning her system blurred her sight. She shook her head, attempting to realign her vision as she fiddled with the vervain grenade in her jacket. It took all of a millisecond before her attacker regained his composure, then glared at her with disdain so dark it made the night look like daytime.

Selene retreated, tripping over a tree root and tumbling down the ravine into the forest. Twigs and leaves snapped and scraped against her flesh as she landed with a thud as harsh as her target just a few hours before. Her breath escaped her and she lay on her back for a moment, gasping like a fish out of water, all the while her vision spinning crazily. Another whoosh echoed through the trees, and she sat up just in time to see the dark form shooting in her direction. She reached instinctively for her bow, but was greeted by air; all of a sudden, a hollow crash resounded as an even larger dark form burst from behind her.

It attacked the vampire and collided with him with such a heavy force that the two were sent spiralling out of sight, with nothing but the sound of crackling and snarling to be heard. A low hissing reverberated throughout the vicinity, and as she scanned her surroundings, she could see several more pairs of the same red eyes. Selene was panting as she rose to her feet, then immediately started to run back up the steep ravine despite her obscured vision. She heard a loud explosion and when she looked over her shoulder, an enormous tree was hailing down in her direction. She rolled out of the way just as the branches crashed to the ground beside her, narrowly missing her face. She sat up again, this time to come eye to eye with a massive black wolf whose legs were so thick with muscle they looked almost human.

It's feral gray eyes watched her with the same intensity as the vampire who was nowhere to be seen. Selene could see her breaths clouding in front of her as she panted, for once entirely terrified of the monster she had never seen before. She immediately stood up, watching as its ears perked like radars, and she charged uphill until she reached the drop off where her bow rested. There was a horrifying snarl, and she could hear his thunderous footsteps pounding the earth before she took a hold of her weapon, aimed it and shot just as the animal soared toward her. There was a whine as it fell off to the side, the silver tipped arrow plunged into its left shoulder.

Shaking madly, Selene began to retreat toward Isabella's house before she hit something warm and firm. She turned around and saw the man that had attacked her, who was now grinning with a smirk so wicked, it paralyzed her in her steps. As he breathed on her, all she could see were glowing eyes, and the sharp points of his teeth as he bared them menacingly at her.

"The emperor sends his regards," he said, his dark voice laden with evil as he took hold of Selene's head and twisted it with a sickening crack.

She dropped lifelessly to the ground, and he simply stepped around her, walking in the direction of Isabella's house but not trying to break in. He turned over his shoulder as the giant wolf snarled at him from its wounded position on the grass beside Selene. Then the man snorted, and continued on his way, joined by two other men who seemed to look his age and

When they had gone, the creature nuzzled Selene's corpse, and when it received no response, it struggled to its haunches with a whine. Then, weakly, it lifted its maw and bayed in lament at the full moon, which cast its merciful glow upon the couple. When its song ended, the wolf withdrew back into the forest and disappeared.


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It took a total of 60 minutes before the protrusion in Selene's neck completely vanished. By the light of the full moon, the glow in Selene's olive skin began to disappear, until it resembled a pale, radiating pearl, and gradually, the faint rhythm of a heartbeat could be traced. As Michael lovingly watched her and spoke soft words, she shot up without warning, a choking gasp exploding from her open mouth, which sparkled with new pointed incisors. She clutched Michael with wide eyes as she panted, her aquamarine irises slowly turning a deep scarlet, as if red paint were poisoning clear water.

"Michael?" she cried between desperate breaths for air. "Michael...? I'm...?"

She released him from her grasp and felt her neck, which was smooth, as though it had never been touched. She shut her eyes tight as the agony of her throbbing gums overwhelmed her, then she groaned. She clutched at her mouth, then at her head, and finally she began to tear her jacket from her body and heaving. She became hot to the touch, and it was clear the pain was unbearable. She cried out again, convulsing on the floor like a violently ill mental patient, her eyes still shut and her teeth bared.

"Oh god... Michael... Michael kill me!" she yelled through gritted jaws. She was writhing on the floor like a contortionist, as though the pure blood of the royal vampire and the blood of a hunter were having some kind of chaotic reaction to each other.

At the same moment, Isabella stepped out of her house and appeared, bewildered at the sight of wounded Selene and her lover. She screamed and instinctively ran over to where they were, dropping to her knees beside the huntress, who pushed her away.

"Isabella... Get away..." Selene snarled, her eyes turning an even more wicked shade of crimson.

"My God, Selene, let me help you," Isabella said rapidly, panicking. Then she looked up at Michael, who seemed to agree with Selene and tried to shop her away too. "Michael get help! I'll bring her inside!"

Despite Selene's protest, Isabella lifted her to her feet, and slung her arm over her shoulder. Before she could even take a step, Selene hissed something evil, and she pummeled Isabella to the ground. It all happened in one swift, lightspeed motion: she pinned her to the ground and sank her new fangs deep into her throat. Isabella shrieked, though it was muffled, and attempted to wrestle the girl off; but now that she was sired from the blood of an original royal and completed her transformation with the blood of the Lombardi virgin, her strength was too much for the human to bear.

From the trees exploded a huge black shadow, which tackled Selene to the ground with a snarl. In the moonlight, the forms of the enormous wounded wolf and beautiful new vampire Selene could be seen. The wolf tossed her up against the neighbor's house, crushing a bit of the brick with the force. The wolf then stood between Selene and Isabella, who was cowering beside Michael. The wolf roared, and as if something had cued Selene, the crimson of her eyes vanished, replaced by her brilliant aquamarine irises. Humanity returned to her features, immediately contorting with horror and remorse.

"Oh, my God... Isabella..." she whispered, her voice breaking. "I'm... I'm... So sorry..."

She looked tearfully at Michael.

"I'm so sorry, my love..."

Then she turned and vanished into the forest, the black wolf following closely behind her.


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Isabella stirred from her sleep. Her brows became furrowed and a gentle moan escaped her lips. She began writhing around on her bedsheets, which were tangling themselves around her small frame. Her head tossed from side to side, and her mouth seemed to be forming words and incomprehensible sentences. The bite marks on her throat began to disappear, and once they were completely gone, she jerked awake with a frightened cry. Sweat dripped from her forehead and she looked utterly terrified.

When she searched around her room, she saw Dean seated at her windowsill, staring out into the dark forestry that encased her home. Confused, she called out to him, sitting up and throwing her legs over the side of the bed.

"Dean?" she murmured quizzically. "What...what are you doing here?"

She brought a tiny hand to her throat as if she were searching for a wound, her face contorted with confusion when she felt nothing but smooth, undefiled flesh. Her breaths were even, but her heart was still racing from the nightmare that seemed all too real. She looked down at her form, clothed in her night dress, and grew even more puzzled.

"What happened?"

In the distance, Selene could feel Avalon's daunting presence approaching. She knew her impending doom, but she wasn't necessarily prepared to face it, especially after listening to Michael's plea. She could read his emotions as if they were written on paper, and she knew part of him was glad that they could now be immortal together forever. She sighed, looking back at the wolf whose icy detainment was beginning to melt.

"Honestly, I don't know," she responded when Michael questioned his loyalty to her. "But I know he's Isabella's. He's the only thing that stopped me from tearing her throat out..."

She seemed to have thought of something as her voice trailed away.

"I...I thought he was the threat," she continued, breaking one of his massive paws from the ice. "But now I see that he is not. I've never failed a hunt, and now look at me..."

The beast broke free, a low rumble in his throat becoming audible as he circled around Selene to stand in between her and Michael. Its icy eyes observed him challengingly, and by its posture, it was apparent the creature was ready to strike at any given moment. A snap of twigs alerted the wolf, then it turned and bounded into the overgrowth, leaving them be.

The clang of metal snapped Selene's attention toward the source. The scent of pureblood filled the area like a bitter odor, masking the musky scent of Michael's blood, which was becoming increasingly more irresistible to her. The aquamarine color of her eyes once again became defiled by the primal crimson, the veins branching out from her lids until they resembled a ghastly looking mask. She felt her incisors bud from her gums, and she inhaled, closing her eyes as he touched her face.

In trusting Michael, she looked at him almost desperately, then finally allowed herself to sink into his chest. With the rhythm of his heartbeat, his earthy aroma became overwhelming, and she lifted her head so that her lips pressed into the crook of his neck. She could almost hear his blood flowing, and that proved too much; so she wrapped her arms around him, and with a shameful cry, she sank her teeth into his flesh.


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Lifting a hand to rest it upon the crown if his beloved, Michael sighed softly letting his head fall back to ease her blood intake. This was both a relief to him, that she'd complied and finally agreed to feed from him as was his wish, and a concern at the same time. In allowing her to do so, she would be not only drinking his blood but exposed to everything within his very soul. She'd see his memories, hopes and dreams, everything that was truth would be revealed to her eyes raw, unfiltered. Frankly she was seeing his all, just by simply biting into his neck and feeding from him. What Michael had lived through was no twilight fairy tale and his dark past was one he liked to keep hidden behind a bright smile. Now, it would all be futile for him to continue feigning a fake emotion. Despite the smiles and blissful exuberance he so easily displayed for all to see, inside, his world was hell. He feared her reaction when she saw the truth in his mind, in his heart, he feared that s may no longer hold any affection for him, because this was a part of him he hadn't ever desired for anyone to see. And now it was too late. She would see it all and much more.

That's why drinking from another vampire wasn't taken lightly, it was a very intimate act --and the great pleasure that was shared in the action itself. It's no secret that drinking from a vampire was the equivalent to sex, the bond shared between drinker and giver was powerful and permanent. Like the sire bond both shared now. It was the reason he hadn't ever wanted her to be attacked by vampires at all, and of course, why he had joined her on this mission. He wanted to protect her humanity, her soul, her view of him as a care free, fun, joyous man. That wall crumbled entirely in this single night.

After all, being a pureblood vampire wasn't as easy as it seemed to be. The memories Selene would see just may be as twisted and confusing as Michael felt. Currently, streaming into her mind in broken fragments like glass shards, each one holding an image of the past; his early childhood friendship with Aleksei, (the boy had literally saved him from loosing it when his own parents decided they had no need for him and abandoned him one Christmas Eve in the woods. [Though they were forced to in order to protect him from getting killed by the Council. that wanted to control all the Purebloods since there are so little of them left in the entire world. They were killed by the council when they found out so no, there was never a family reunion to clear out the confusion of that incident.] And far worse when the council discovered where there precious pureblood child was hiding they not only abducted him, but also abused him terribly in attempt to take control over him.

Finally, Aleksei intercepted along with some help and were able to save Michael again. So Michael was in huge debt to the other and paid him back by helping him out when he asked him for a favor.)

His agreement to sign the peace treaty, his promise to assist the older pureblood in keeping a tight leash on the other vampires that would join the school for the sole purpose of protecting Isabella if the need arises. His involvement in taking down the corrupted Vampire Council, his own worried over Selene's extra curricular activities (being a hunter), and his will to protect her life --but also failing to, and now this. He was still reeling at the very idea of his huntress forced so terribly against her will to become such a horrible monster. Though he would tell her ither wise he wished she's never been changed. He wanted to live a good human free life, now she was bound to lust for blood as long as she lived. Unless that is, he changed her back himself for the price of his very life.


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Metal on metal clanged against each other as both purebloods battled it out. The scent of Michael's blood filled the air, both Aleksei and Mina detected it and she glanced toward the direction of her friend for a split second, leaving an opening which Aleksei gladly took, swiping his weapon at her, she flinched back from the blade but it still nicked her on the cheek, blood trickled from the wound and she shot him a look of shock and panic.

His eyes softened and he frowned, just as quickly, he lowered the blade, moved in closer and with a gentle hand, dabbed at her cheek, regret filled his expression.

"You won't kill her..." She hissed, pouting, allowing him to ouch her as he wished, giving him that much freedom with her. She loved him too much to attempt at getting him back, actually this battle in itself wasn't supposed to be so harsh. She hadn't expected him to actually attack her at all. She did hope that it would be enough to make him change his mind.

While holding her steady gaze, he considered, for a moment, then smiled mysteriously. Taking a few strands of her long golden hair and twining it in his fingers an almost pleased expression crossed his usually stoic countenance as a thought crossed his mind.

Since Mina couldn't read his mind she had no way of knowing what terrible idea he was thinking of, and it scared her. "Aleksei!" Her voice rang with a commanding tone, she wanted him to stop keeping secrets from her, but this may be a part of him that may never change, and that was annoying.

"Go home and rest Mina, I'll take care of everything." Aleksei reassured her calmly, letting her silken hair slip away from his fingers like water, his own body swallowed up by the thick night shadows.

"If you do this know that I will never forgive you!" Mina shouted as his being disappeared into the darkness.

Soon the pureblood found Michael and Selene, his smile spread deeper as he hesitated a few feet from the couple, he raised a brow, the anti-vampire blade pulsed in his grip, as though sensing the near by vampires.

He asked rather cooly, "Am I interrupting something here?"

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Dean followed Isabella to her home, kept his distance when she was approached by the vampire and simply watched them interact, all the while he held Rebellus ready in his palm to slice the monster down in half, he also had Silver Moon aimed at the sucker, finger on the trigger, eyes narrowed dangerously at the target, watching him for even the slightest sign of threat to the girl.

The vampire flirted with her, and she was gaga for him, and the hunter wasn't surprised at that, Isabella was a vampire fan, with what he'd seen of her eyes glued to a vamp novel during class today, he was sure she'd even end up falling in love with the leech. It looked like she already was. The slick devil invited her to Roma, he did tell her to visit him there. And with that swoon on her face, he knew she would. How could she resist his silken, smooth voice, and angelic charms. Pssh, Isabella must really want a death wish.

"I'm surprised you didn't shoot," Vera commented casually, watching the hunter with a knowing grin.

"The bastard didn't give me a reason to." Dean responded with a sigh lowering the gun after the vampire left. Hiding it in his jacket he seemed to relax some when Isabella retreated within the safety confines of her home. Swinging the blade up to rest over a shoulder he stifled the urge to yawn before glancing back at Vera who was still there. He wondered what she'd wanted from him, surely she hadn't decided to drop by just to give him his supposed weapons without having a good enough reason to.

"You're still here why?"
"I'm working with you on this case, whether you like it or not," she replied matter of factly.
"Don't get any funny ideas, this doesn't change what I think of you."

She chuckled lightly, "Well we're just gonna have to hang out more often so that can change." She sounded so sure.

Dean shrugged, he'd give her a shot, so far she hadn't yet done anything worth keeping her on his high suspicious list. Like say, Aleksei. So, for the mean time he was gonna let her "join" him on this case but as soon as she made a heel face turn, he was gonna pump her full of holes until she became a human Swiss cheese. Definitely. Speaking of working with someone, he wondered how Selene was holding up, she may be turned but that didn't mean she wasn't a hunter, and she would fight like one. He wished she was here to help him with this puzzle. What was with Isabella, why was she a monster magnet?

"Do you really want to work with me on this?" Dean asked, returning his wary gaze to the quiet, still house.

"I said I would, didn't I?"
"Then I need you to do me a favor."
"Do you know a hunter named Selene Morrigan?"
"Yup, I have been keeping tabs on you all day, so anyone you've been associating with as of late, I'm aware of." Vera admitted shamelessly.
"Did someone send you out to track me?"

She shook her head smirking at the look on his face, "No call this a personal mission of mine. I came here to recruit you, that's why I returned your weapons to you. It's a shame you still haven't remembered me yet but it may come to you later Dean, now what's the plan?"

"Find Morrigan wherever she is and get her over here, if I'm not here then we meet at Billie's I'll text you the-"

She interrupted him by putting up a hand, "Already know where it is, and I don't know why you would need a turned vampire to help you when she's the same beast that had attacked and nearly killed your charge today but whatever," Vera rolled her eyes, "Alright, I'll get her for you. Won't take long."

"I need her to tell me if she's ever met fancy pants Lorenzo, and maybe even why the hell he know's more about her than he should. Even if he says who he says he is, I'm not buying it. The chick's never even met him in her life and he decided to drop in and say hi? Major flags right there." Dean explained in case the vampire huntress questioned her.

She nodded getting it, "By the looks of it, you don't like him." She observed, before she turned about to leave.

"No shit Sherlock," Dean muttered, sensing a thick concentration of dark energy heading toward them. Fast.

Something large and quick lunged at him so forcefully that he nearly got knocked back with whatever the heck it was.The hunter managed to pull his sword up in time to block the assault which turned out to be a hideous supernatural monster.

"Tormoied's keep your guard up!" Vera warned him, leaping gracefully into the air as one tried to swipe down at her with powerful, sharp claws, she pulled out her twin blades from behind her and shot down at it in lightening speed, slicing the creature through. It's body erupted to black, thick and pungent smoke at being destroyed. "You sure you got this?" She asked, as she went after another as it tried to reach Isabella's home.

"I got it, just go!" Dean yelled as he swung down at the demon minion finishing its existence. He was surrounded by five of them, all agreeing to gang up on him. They were not vampires, this much he knew, they were demons, but of a lower level, and even so, this was bad. So many of them out here suddenly, they could have only crossed over through a Hell Gate some ass opened up he was sure of it, as the sun rose in the sky every morning. He now had to find out where, close it, before this problem got bigger and not only would Isabella's life be in danger, but Sable entirely.

They came from the direction of the school, but he had yet to realize that.

Swinging powerful blasts of fiery flames towards the lot, Dean was able to destroy most of them, one had shrunk away from the battle and was sneaking up the roof of the house, attempting at slipping into the girl's open window. A crimson, clawed hand touched the window sill, lurid eyes peeked in, its jaws gaped open, showcasing rows of razor sharp incisors, craving the girl's flesh and blood. The demon was just about to pounce into the room when Dean appeared from up above, crashing down at it with his feet, kicking the monster off her window.

"There ain't shit to see here ugly, now you're pitiful life is over!" He bellowed.

The hunter pushed off the ledge with one foot, pulled out his Silver Moon, aimed and fired a few rounds while simultaneously striking through the demonic creature with Rebelus. The impact sent a large jagged line straight across the earth, cracking it in, forming a V-shape, that extended through the woods a couple of yards. When the monster busted, its energies breaking up into the night sky which was starting to brighten a bit with the dawning sun, he yanked the weapon up from the ground and flipped it over, it stuck to his back like a magnet, attracted to his own dark energies and he smirked, both impressed and amazed. Then that happy moment died out just as quickly as it came when he noticed the totaled forest path.

"Ah, great, you guys left me with a mess... I'm no good with landscaping, someone's gonna have to cover this..." He thought aloud as he took a second to asses his surroundings. Even a bunch of trees had been sliced through, some of them had toppled over in the fight, case in point this section about five feet from her house was a mess. What freaked him out was during the heat of the battle, when he'd noticed one of the Tormoied's missing, he nearly lost control of his cool as he'd searched around, saw it lurking up on Isabella's roof, peering through her bedroom window...

He could pick up the faint sounds of police sirens headed his way, looks like someone thought the forest was getting bombed or something, which meant that Dean had no choice but to split.

"Cops, doing my job, only they suck at it."

He however wanted to be sure Isabella was okay before he departed, so he raced to the porch and swung her door open, maybe she was the idiot that had called the cops, he'd never know. Though her safety was something he wanted to know over anything else, him getting "caught" by the law enforcement was not likely to happen since his ride was right up front, "Isabella are you alright? Let me know 'cause I got to go before the cops get here!" Not only that, but quickly find where the Hell Gate was sprung open and close it, before Sable became a hot bed of rampant demons and destroy the ones already running wild in the town.

In the distance, the sirens wailed louder, they were getting closer.

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A film reel of Michael's memories spun at lightning speed through Selene's mind the moment she took her first swallow of his blood. Confused, she continued to drink, attempting to block out the images that were becoming increasingly more violent and disturbing. All she could decipher of his recollection was carnage- his entire life revolved around bloodspill- and after a few gulps, she retreated in terror. Her wide aquamarine eyes search the span of the earth beneath them before settling upon Michael, who watched her sadly.

"What... What the...?" she stammered, wiping the crimson honey that dripped from her lips.

At the same moment, she heard a rustling in the brush behind her, accompanied by the telltale scent of a pureblood she already recognized as Aleksei. When she turned around to face him, immediately she sensed the odor of burning flesh, which belonged to his skeletal hand that gripped the blade furiously. She instantly knew that the weapon was designed specifically for a hunter, and that it would kill any vampire its merciless blade struck, and it could only be handled by a human being. Her heart sank, suddenly realizing that she could no longer wield her beloved bow and arrows.

"Avalon," she said, her voice as cold and unwavering as it had always been.

If he were going to kill her, he would have to fight her now. She knew that Isabella needed Selene as much as she needed Aleksei and Dean; whatever forces were coming after her would certainly not relent until she was in their grasp. Her dark hair swayed gently with the breeze as her iron eyes watched him expectantly, half hoping that Mina would come to their defense. She was undoubtably certain that Michael would intervene should Aleksei attempt to strike, and she was also aware that the only person who could sway his anger was currently sleeping inside her home.

Isabella jolted awake when Dean burst through her front door. Her golden eyes quickly scanned around her room, catching sight of a revolting little demon giggling impishly at the foot of her bed. She cried out softly before she sat upright and began to retreat into her headboard. It began crawling up onto her mattress, slithering like a serpent into her bedsheets. She screamed, tumbling out of her bed and scrambling in a panic toward her bedroom door, which slammed shut. She began to pound on the wood, calling for Dean whom she was certain was on the other side. When she turned back around, the demon plopped onto the floor, standing on its hind legs and approaching her with a malignant smirk on its features.

"DEAN!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, closing her eyes as she was backed into a corner.

A sudden gust of wind entered her small room through the window, and in a flash, the demon was sent flying across the ground. Materialized before her was Lorenzo, who wielded a very long, Roman style saber. He looked behind his shoulder at her and offered her a grin before lunging at the creature and striking it down with a single blow. It dispersed into a cloud of smoke, leaving Isabella hyperventilating with fear. Lorenzo then knelt down beside her, his smile deepening and increasingly more sincere.

"Do not be afraid, bellizzima," he whispered tenderly. "You have many protectors that have sworn to guard your life. Do consider that trip to Italy, though, beloved."

And with a wink, he disappeared from her window just as Dean burst into the room. With tears in her eyes, Isabella rose to her feet and leapt into Dean's chest, burrowing her face into the crook of his neck as she wrapped her arms around him and squeezed. A choked sob escaped her lips, but then she was silent, trembling against him as the sirens wailed in the near distance.

"Please don't go," she murmured tearfully. "I'm scared, Dean."


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Dean sensed that demon upstairs, Isabella need not yell at all for him to rush up to the source. Racing down the hall at inhuman speed, the hunter withdrew his gun, kicked the door open aiming his gun directly in front of him, at the same time he'd felt another vampire's presence; Lorenzo, but before he could react, the vampire had iced the demon and was gone by the time the hunter fully entered the room.

"Heh, well that was taken care of..." He managed to let out before Isabella launched herself at him terrified and crying. That was to be expected. Now he understood why Aleksei shrouded her memories every time something like this happened, so that she wouldn't suffer. However, the trend he knew had to stop, he wasn't Aleksei and he certainly wasn't about to sugar-coat the truth for her. This was as real as it got, but seeing her this rattled shook him too, she was no longer safe here, he had to take her with him. Sighing, he slipped the gun away, before taking her into his arms, lowering his lips to her ear he whispered, "It's alright the scary monster is gone now, c'mon let's go, I won't leave you not in this hell." Then he let her go and went to her closet to pull out a chunky knit grey cardi, draped it gently over her shoulders and steered her out of the room. Outside he lead her to his Impala and helped her in, closed the door, and went around to the driver side. Stopping for a second to take the sword off his back, toss it in the back seat before getting in himself. He pushed the key into the ignition, the engine turned over and the disc player started up, "Eye of the Tiger" jammed out of the speakers as he speed the car down the road.

Dean drove in silence, preferring to let the music fill the space in between, it was a way to focus on something else beside the horror that was behind them. He did steal a few glances at her now and then, gradually relaxing by the time they hit the main road. Soon he was singing to himself along with the lyrics, maybe the shift in mood would transfer to her, he didn't like her being freaked out, and well, now that she was beside him he couldn't say he had any worries now. She was safe indeed.

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Mina didn't know what to expect from Aleksei, he could be so dark and secretive sometimes and she hated it. What happened to the trust they so deeply used to share? He used to tell her everything, and the times when she'd drunk from him, he'd reveal everything to her, the man she knew was not a liar. That was it, he didn't lie, but he kept secrets. She went home as he'd asked, changed into a soft, ivory night gown but she didn't rest, too far from it, she remained awake, in his room, waiting. Her Lune scythe stood against the wall, it was a hunter weapon, transformed from a rod to a powerful scythe, how could she wield such without the rebound rejecting her touch? It was tricked out by her blood and it was created by her love for the sole purpose of her usage. Just like the Silver Moon.

"Please come home soon Aleksei..."

Raising the blade up, the pureblood swung, a powerful stream of air and electricity shot out of the weapon headed for Selene. Aleksei cared not that she was his friend's love, if he got in the way then he would have to take him down as well. Michael of course was already there, he'd reached Selene before the shock hit and was up in the air, with the huntress in his arms, the other man glared at him, as though he were a stranger and not a well known friend.

The battle has begun.

Veratos arrived soon after, she saw the huntress being set down by the pureblood, and the two exchanged a few words. Now she stepped into the scene, flitting out of sight before reappearing behind the vampire huntress.

"Hey Selene Morrigan is it? I'm Veratos, a friend of Salvatore who has requested your presence. You can come with me and avoid getting ganked by a crazy pureblood, or I make you. It's your choice." She said, ignoring the others, not caring for them at all.

Aleksei noticed the other woman but he didn't care to address her, she wasn't his target.

"So Michael, you plan on defending the huntress? How touching!" He swung the blade once more, sending another shock of air and lighting at his old pal, this battle would be very interesting. Michael was an excellent fighter after all, and wouldn't be falling down so soon.


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At first, Isabella sat in the passenger seat of Dean's car quietly. Silent tears streaked her cheeks as she gazed through the window at her house and the damaged forestry around it. She could only worry further that her father might come home and be attacked, and Isabella wouldn't be there to help. She trembled and shook, her eyes glossed over ass she stared blankly into her surroundings, until she heard Dean's voice singing along to the cheesiest song in American history. Her tension quickly began to evaporate, her shoulders relaxing a bit as she settled against the headrest.

When Dean hit an awkward note, she couldn't help but giggle, and soon found herself watching him amusedly. For a moment she had forgotten that she was running away from her home, and that she had been attacked by God knows what in the comfort of her own bedroom; all that she knew of life and reality was fastly becoming a mystical blur of her favorite storybooks and supernatural folklore. She couldn't shake the thought that the demon looked at her with recognition; like it knew who she was, and that was the reason it attacked her. And then she remembered how Lorenzo came to her rescue in the blink of an eye.

"Dean...?" she began tentatively, her brows furrowed. "What is going on? There are gaps in my memory it feels like, and... And that thing in my room..."

Before Selene could think, Michael had whisked her into the air to dodge an attack. Aleksei watched them with the silent intensity of a wolf stalking its prey, and as Selene landed back onto her feet, she shared the same icy gaze. She was no longer afraid of the pureblood- she never had been, even as a human, anyway -and she would face him bravely. The heels of her boots sank into the earth which had become slightly damp from the morning dew. As the first rays of the sun poked from behind the horizon, Selene grew increasingly apprehensive. Suddenly, everything started to get a little hotter and uncomfortable.

Then Veratos appeared behind her, much too close for comfort. Selene stepped away, eyeing the girl cautiously, before she mentioned Salvatore and his request for her backup. She turned and looked at Aleksei, frowning.

"We both know Isabella needs all the protection she can get," she began fiercely. "Killing me or Michael won't help the problem we're currently facing. Since, you know, you can't even manage to keep her safe for long either. And we all know you can't resist getting inside her head, Avalon; so let me help you protect her. I promise I won't harm her."

And then she disappeared with Veratos.


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Dean knew this would all be just another blow to her, would she be able to handle? Perhaps he didn't have to worry too much, he had to give her credit, she was dealing fine in his eyes, most people would have gone nuts, completely lost it in a situation like this, but as he'd thought before, Isabella was something different. He lowered the volume of the music at the sign of her cooling off, having achieved what he'd set out by this act he no longer felt the need to continue and then when she spoke, he listened and without hesitation he answered quite seriously,

"You can thank Aleksei for the holes in your memories, too bad you're never getting them back... damn thief. As for what's going on, my guess is that you're not as normal as you'd think. Spirits often target people with psychic tendencies, evil spirits especially like to loom near desperate people to try to lure them out of their minds and join their ranks so to speak. Your inborn psychic energies must be very powerful to attract so many spirits. That demon in your room was a minion, something else was pulling the strings, it wanted to kill you in order to absorb your spiritual energy. They all do, every single one of those supernatural creatures lust for power and every life they kill, they get stronger. Humans are nothing more but walking pools of energies to them, most aren't even aware of it, and some often have more psychic energies than others. Like you for instance, you're a damn magnet to them, like a beacon of light in the darkness,"

Dean glanced at her for a second, trying to read her expression before he returned his gaze to the road and continued, "I don't know how I could remember that, some things are coming to me. Just like you I've been mind screwed, my memories aren't intact. Hmm, I still don't understand how those demons could break into your room when I had put up a barrier on your house, maybe I missed a spot or something." He fished his pocket to take out his cell and handed it over to her, "Call your folks and tell them not to go home tonight, scratch that, tell them to rent a room in a hotel, your house has already been visited by evil forces, it might become a hot spot for sure. You don't want mom and dad walking into a demon party now do you?" He smirked at her and winked, then lead the car down another street before pulling up into a car repair shop called Jenkin's Auto Shop. It belonged to Billie, a very trusted friend, another father to the hunter.

"Well, this is the place, you'll have to stick around here for a while. I'm off to find the Hell Gate and close it, might take all day. Let's go I'll explain everything inside, I wanna eat something before I leave."

Dean killed the engine, pulled the keys out and opened the door to get out, then he walked around to get her out as well, offering her a reassuring half smile, he also reached in to grab the Rebelus sword, couldn't be too careless on such a powerful weapon now. Walking her to the door, he again told her she'd be okay here while he was away. Walking in, he was met with a grouchy middle aged man who was none too pleased at seeing his "son" stroll on in as if it were just an ordinary morning. For one, it was just about 5 a.m. and two, does he not know how to use a cell phone when he was called? The man was beyond angry, but at seeing the girl, namely Isabella, he let out a breath and tried to keep his cool, he'd get back at the teen later.

"I've found what you've been looking for Dean, and you're right, this Lombardi girl is much more than she seems. You've got something special on your hands." Billie explained, shooting Dean a grave look, this was not a good time for taking it "easy" at all. He seemed to have known more than he was letting on, maybe this intel was something he wanted to discuss in private, he feared how Isabella would react if she'd known the truth of her ancestry. It wasn't a pretty one, nor was it normal by any standards.

Dean introduced Billie to Isabella, then went straight for the fridge and raided it, "You want anything?" He offered her as he started pulling out cold cuts and bread and beer and other stuff to eat.

Finally the trio settled into the living room, the place was small, having been divided into both a work place and home for Jenkins it wasn't exactly maintained for a normal family, he tried, but with all the work he had piling up, keeping things tidy was impossible. He served as both a parental figure for Dean and a info keeper. Namely the man was entitled to do the research for the boy when things were out of hand for him, he was more knowledgeable when it came to the world of the supernatural than anyone of the planet --well according to Dean he was. So it was no wonder that Dean always crawled right back to this place at the end of the day, having no one else to turn to or trust really. They were both hunters and they were both intuitively keen on each other in that level, well, like father and son. If only he could do something more to help him though, he did try his best to assist him in any way he can, but there were times when he thought he wasn't doing enough for him.

"I can't offer you anything more than what I got here kid, sorry, I also did not expect any visits. So, Dean wants you to stay here while he takes care of some business out there." Billie was addressing Isabella, then he'd switched his gaze to glare sternly at Dean who was drinking his head off, he even stood from the lumpy red old couch to snatch the beer from him. "Hey you gotta stay sharp, this is serious boy, you're still on duty! There's already sightings of the demons attacking civilians outside, Dean you better hurry up and get to the matter of this."

Dean frowned at him, "It's only one come on, lighten up. At least tell me, do you know where the massive energy flux is coming from? I'd felt something like this earlier, but I couldn't make sense of one from the other..." Then he noticed Isabella and the confusion she just may be having at this talk. Taking out his gun he showed it to her, the pistol brimmed with suppressed energies, that emanated from the weapon in wisps of shadowy, crimson hues. "This is the Silver Moon, I use it to shoot my targets, and when it comes down to melee attacks, I use the Rebelus. I'm a hunter, and these are some of the many arms I posses to take out the monsters that go bump in the night." There was a hint of amusement in his serious tone, like it was starting to become more enjoyable to him, killing the sonuvabitches that only wanted to kill innocent lives, what a nuisance, and in a sense he could say it was exciting. Would he admit it? Probably not to Isabella.

Billie clarified for her, "Basically this is just an everyday norm for him, although his first time riding the front seat, I can't say I'm not surprised you've managed well for a novice. He's a few of the hunters scattered across this world, there aren't many of them as you can see, their jobs are a tough one, they're entitled to rid the world of spirits or other malignant entities that defile the natural order or balance of the world. Trust me, it's not a career path most sane people would follow. You gotta have guts for this and a whole lot of will power to keep trekking forward and do what you do best. As I've said before, just waking up in the morning to put yourself out there and do work that puts your soul at risk is a beautiful thing, call me crazy but I think that's what it means to be alive... At least I always believed this, but I can't say I'm alive anymore huh, I quit, I'm just sitting on the sidelines, watching this one take the guns and ride the hot seat. Makes me proud of him, what he's grown up to be." Billie sighed, almost longingly, but it only made sense for him to retire and lay down the gun, things weren't like they used to be, the fiends now were not the types they used to be, and he didn't have the strength needed to handle it. The pressures and agony that came with this business, not to mention the losses. Some meetings were destined for heartbreak and he expected that this was an aspect of the hunter's life Dean had yet to experience. "And no Dean, I don't know where that build up of supernatural aura is coming from, what am I a freakin supernatural GPS?" Then he explained what they were talking about to Isabella to keep her up to speed, "What he means is that, somewhere in the town, a Hell Gate's been brought up, someone must have found a way to create a portal from this world and the demon world, or underworld or hell, whatever you want to nick name it, and evil spirits are both pooling out of that door and gathering around the place, even more attracted to it if its already filled with bad vibes, which would in turn make it more powerful, attracting more evil spirits, a hot spot of terrible you don't want to find yourself in unarmed. That's why he brought you here, to keep you safe obviously."

Dean crossed his arms, "Alright I guess I'll have to find it by searching, but at this rate I doubt it wouldn't be too difficult, and don't speak so highly of me yet if I haven't even gotten to bigger game or done anything worth being proud of, when I'm done with this, you better have a pie waiting for me here. And keep and eye on her, she can get a little slippery. Make random visits to the cemetery. " Dean warned the old timer who wasn't at all as useless as he thought he was, and this was a topic that he'd bring up later, right now he needed the man to keep it together and use some hunting know-how to keep her safe. He was all Dean had left, and he wasn't about to accept defeat. Not from anyone, and as he stood he instructed Isabella to learn some defensive techniques, especially how to handle a gun. "You have guts and I know all this seems like utter crap to you but you have to trust me, you are NOT safe outside that door, if you don't want me going crazy worrying about you please listen to me, and wait for me here. Will you do that for me Isabella?" He gave her a serious look, laced with deep concern and a fiery passion in his eyes that could draw in even the coldest of hearts. He liked her, and he wanted a chance to know her a bit even if he'd never see her again when all this was over. She was a friend? Not too sure what to call it, he was at a loss, never had he been interested in forming something akin to friendship with anyone outside the family.

A surprising first it was. Maybe even something he may come to soon regret, because as his father once told him, "Once you become a hunter, your life is never the same, guys like us, we don't have a home, we don't get a family, and all our friends that stick around most end up dying. It's best to keep on walking forward, alone. That way you won't hesitate in action, get the job done without the casualties of friends trailing behind you."

That memory was all too fresh in his mind and he averted his gaze with a heavy heart, would she be in greater danger because she was with him instead of Lorenzo who was undoubtedly another vampire tethered to her? Maybe, yet he was the only one that stood between her and a horde of ravenous demons waiting in line to eat her up. So for now he'd take his chances and do his best to protect her as best as he could. Another death was undesirable to him and as long as he was alive and kicking, he wasn't gonna let anyone hurt her anymore. What Selene did to her was a wake-up call, a very cruel one at most and a lesson to take this more seriously.

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"So the little fox escaped, that's no problem I can deal with you then. Tell me, LeVian, why didn't you keep her under control, has she become a liability to you?" Aleksei asked striking Micheal in a heart beat, having no concern in trying to track the girl whom he knew all along was on his team from the get go. He had heard his love when he'd left and she was clear on her words, she would never forgive him if he killed her friends, and that was not a wrath he wanted to face. So he resorted to keeping his mind off the anger he felt toward the woman that dared to harm his other love so brutally. Take it out on Michael whom was already familiar with his quirks and habits and may even be already realizing what was transpiring before him. They were very close friends and his only confidante, so killing the man was an act he wouldn't be able to bring himself to do anyways.

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"So you're his new lackey huh? Salvatore's taken an interest in you, having me fetch for you even though you're a vampire now. He's sure changed, let's hope you're good at what you do, or I just may be giving you the vote off the island." Veratos expressed as she sprinted through the woods with the huntress following after. As they passed the streets, Veratos picked up the malignant auras increasingly thickening in the atmosphere, coming from the direction of the school. Most undeniably the source of all that evil energies, a massive psychic feedback loop of more evil spirits gathering toward the hot spot. She knew well that bad vibes always had an outside source. One that needed to be put down pronto.

"This is gonna be one hell of a mission for him, let's hope he doesn't screw up. Are you game Morrigan? This isn't an odd job for a simple hunter, now that you're a vampire I think you know what that means."

They continued to Jenkin's auto shop where they were to meet up with Dean, shortly after they were to jump on this case, the quicker they got to it, the sooner she could have some alone time with the amnesiac hunter. She was beginning to wonder if there were a possible way to jog his memories, and have them come to him faster. Having to wait was annoying and no fun.


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"I can't say it's not uncommon, there's been many rumors floating around but I never had any interest in investigating it. I'll ask around and confirm though with what's happened a while ago I doubt it's just an urban legend. A vampire named Lorenzo stopped by, gave Isabella quite a show and even invited her back to Roma." She smirked remembering Dean's reaction to that, watching him was always fun, even now, as he was preparing to leave and Isabella bumbling around him, they look so cute together, too bad she wasn't rooting for them. She liked Dean, and wanted him, his intoxicating scent of cinnamon and sandal-wood intermixing with his own body aroma was her addiction. Oh she could never get enough. Her eyes narrowed as she went back at the memory of Lorenzo, he sported a tag too, it looked super regal like himself, "That emblem, was it a gold tacky pendant worn around the neck?" She asked, returning her gaze to the vampire, "You can still wield your weapons by the way, just because you're a vampire makes no difference, they were yours before you were turned, though I won't lie to you, it'll hurt at first, the weapons themselves will try to reject you, but then you get over it and use them anyways. " She smirked at the other's face, then placed a hand on her hip with a easy sigh, she wondered how long they were gonna have to wait here.
Dean turned to Isabella as she mentioned a letter, it had been left with a rose he remembered seeing her holding one before. Aleksei.
"I don't have much time to explain things for you Isabella, Aleksei's a vampire, he's the one that's been trying to protect you, I think that letter can explain it all better than I can, so I suggest you read it. I'll call you as soon as this is all over, please be safe and wait for me here. I'll return as soon as I can. Business beckons." Smiling a little more than usual he headed out to join both Vera and Selene, he was glad to see them both and he expressed it by giving them a nod and a signal to follow him.
"Do you know the source?" Vera asked him as she started leaping up in the air after him, they were roof hopping, heading toward the powerful force of miasma in due north.
"I don't know, just goin' on instinct here, do you know where?" Dean asked, before glancing at Selene, "Hey, you okay? Last I seen you, you nearly tore Isabella up, if you're not up for this side mission you could stay back with Isabella. Left her with Billie, he was plan B."
Vera smirked, "You're right on target, it's coming from the school, and I think she's perfect for the job, she's got a dose of Michael's juice in her, should be enough to handle this." She looked to Selene and winked at her. Maybe having her around wouldn't be so bad, she could tell they were gonna get along just fine.
Dean smiled pleased, "Then let's rock!"He shouted, pulling out [i]Silver Moon{/i] they all neared the school a few blocks away. Mission start.


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"He didn't wear a medallion. What Lorenzo had around his neck was a pendant, and a handsome one, with a different emblem on it that seemed more Roman," Selene responded, thinking. "Italians... Did you ever hear myths about an empire beneath the Vatican city and the Coliseum?"

From inside, Isabella held her envelope hopelessly, staring at Dean with sad, pleading eyes; were she an animal, she closely resembled a puppy watching after its retreating owner from within its kennel. She sighed, defeated, and turned after he had gone to meet up with the girls. She then settled on a wooden chair in the kitchen, where she proceeded to opening the letter addressed to her. Inside, there was a simple skeleton key, and behind it a letter that looked crisp and new.

My dearest Isabella, it read. If you are reading this, it is because the empires both know of your existence. You are a very special girl, Isabella; moreso than your mother and myself combined. In over two centuries, there has never been a Lombardi quite like you. You see, we believe you are the reincarnation of an extremely important woman. There are otherworldly beings among us, and I am not speaking of Martians- vampires, werewolves, witches of lore; they are all quite real, my love. And because you are so special, they seek to have you- some for good, to establish peace; but others for evil, for your blood. There is a man whom I have entrusted your safety with. His name is Aleksei Avalon; go to him. He has been a friend to our family for generations. He will answer any questions you might have. Also, he has a gift for you from I; my diary, which I hope you should read, and seek knowledge from. You may not understand what is unfurling around you yet, but when the time comes, I know you will make the right choice. I love you very much, Isabella, and I always will.

The letter was written by Alessandra Lombardi- her beloved grandmother that passed away when she was very young. Hers is the grave which Isabella so frequently visits, and the one that makes her feel safest, even as she has long since been gone. She looked up at Billie, tears in her eyes.

"Where can I find this Aleksei?" she said, between gritted teeth and stifled cries.

Selene bounded from rooftop to rooftop alongside her fellow warriors, a sudden burst of energy surging through her body. Her newfound abilities were only extremely intensified levels of ones she already had before she turned, which was cause for her to grin. They passed the Lombardi house, where in the distance she could still smell Aleksei and Michael quarreling.

"Doesn't that inbred lunatic know we have heavier matters on our hands aside from picking on Michael?" Selene hissed, her eyes averting from the forest to Veratos and then at the school they approached. As dawn was rising, she knew they only had a couple hours before students and staff would begin pouring into the school. So whatever it was that they were after, they had to find it fast.

The setting changes from sable to Rosen Hale High School

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"Yup, but as I'd said before, never had the interest to look into it. So I may not have all the deets on all the sketchy stuff they've been up to. All I know is that they can't be trusted, and whatever they're up to now, well, I know it'll get ugly."

Veratos let out as she zoomed in on the school, something was there, something powerful, and it really did needed to be stopped before this bomb of dark energy erupted in the small town. It was a possibility that the power just may wipe out the town itself off the map -that was just a hunch of hers for she had no way to tell. Nearing the school she reached for both of her blades, pulling them out in a swift motion ready to strike it through a demon's head. At Selene's quirp she chuckled, "I think that lunatic inbred is up to something, I'm pretty sure he's aware of the situation but has decided that we're enough to handle it, which would explain why he isn't jumping in to join us on this field trip! But hey why complain? More for us to slay and for that I have no problem dealing with, even if were just me against them. Don't think, just do and go with it!" The woman soared above the morning sky, landing upon the roof, just below she'd noticed Lyra, hesitating before the school entrance, probably gripped by fear. That was normal, for a human, however what most people would feel as fear, she felt an adrenaline rush, similar to riding a roller coaster. This was something she looked forward to almost everyday, her and Dean taking out the demons or other monsters. Keeping the balance.

"Good Holmes, you cover the top, I'll clear out the bottom," Dean said as he zipped to the ground level, alighting to the ground, he swung Rebellus out, it's supernatural energies pouring out in a thick crimson and ebony light as he raced passed the frozen medium with her ghost companion. "Hey don't just stand there, if you wanna get paid you gotta do something." He addressed her briefly, snapping her out of her trance. Glancing up to the still air born Selene he called out to her, "You take the upper floors, make sure you get them all, and if you find the Hell Gate let me know if you can! And whatever you do, don't die!"

With that said, he sent a powerful kick at the double doors, bursting them off its hinges before blasting in with a swing at a bunch of demons that quickly sprang toward him upon his entrance.

"This place reeks with suppressed energy, hard to -breathe." He noted as he whipped the blade around to slice through a group of them trying to catch him from behind. Then he continued down the corridor, aiming Silver Moon at his targets he shot a bunch of bullets, many of them burst into black, foggy smoke as they perished, but others he realized with alarming horror were going after the weaker ones and devouring them absorbing their energy and increasing their strength! Awesome. Another thing he noticed were that the demons had a difficult time leaving the school, was a barrier put up? By who?

"Ah, the son of Adacio has graced us with his presence, it was about damn time." Said Calanthe Calisen, the chair lady of Rosen Hale. She was decked out in a leather coat, looking like a Matrix chick herself, sexy. She held a giant machine gun, and a devilish smirk on her face. "So far the others have kept the groups of 'em at bay, but with the morning coming on I doubt they'll be able to keep up at it. The portal was set up in the Gymnasium by a student, who is surely not graduating. Not from my school. I got this here, Salvatore, go and get rid of that portal now!"

"I'm on it!" Dean said, not taking any more seconds to ask her how she knew that about him, he hadn't even know that about himself, in any case he knew that he would find out the truth soon enough. He knew his father's name was James Salvatore, who was this Adacio guy? Breaking the locked Gym doors down he was met with a wall of concentrated spiritual pressure that made it difficult to push in and walk through the doors, and yet, at the same time he felt every cell in his body attracted to the source. How freaky? The blade in his hand pulsed like crazy, its glow brightening at sensing the high spirit energies. Gritting his teeth, Dean stepped forward, forcing himself further, keep going, don't give up now, keep walking!

"I will destroy this world and everyone in it!" A deep and scratchy voice announced by the demon straining to force all this power into the human body it was possessing, behind the student, there was the giant Hell Gate he's been searching for, in it was the opening that connected the physical world to Hell basically. And in order for Dean to close it, he had to tango with the culprit that sprung it ope, send it right back in for it to close entirely.

"Damn, you snuck in disguised as a human, that's just sick!"Dean yelled, pointing the edge of his blade at the freshman student that looked like he was a nerd, the glasses and bow tie was a big give away. The kid was floating up in the air, his body reeled and writhed in spasms and his eyes were lurid an ugly black tinge that engulfed his eyes, even the white parts. The boy glanced down at the presence of a powerful spiritual energy below, a familiar one. "So, the Adacio legacy lives on through you, I smell his blood in you, the way you hold that sword confirms it. I've been waiting for the time we were to cross again! Now I don't have to hold back!" The boy lurched forwards, his back tearing as the real demon's form broke away from its shell, roaring loudly.

Dean smirked at the monster, "Hah, so this is what you really look like!" He was aware that the monster knew about his past too, would he be open for a little chat before they began fighting?

"Precisely, now I will end your pitiful life and eat your heart!" The big boss yelled, shooting at the hunter burst of electric-ish balls of energy that burned away at whatever it camein contact with, Dean saw it hit the wood floor and melt it away, revealing the earth underneath. Deep shit. That was a warning, not to get hit by them, so he dodged each blow as he closed in the space in between them and swung Rebelus "Haaaaaaa!" He yelled as he attacked the beast.

"Why. Don't. You. All. Disappear.Already?!"

Veratos shouted with each kill by her twin katanas, she'd managed to take out an entire army of the cretins collecting on the roof top, but she quickly realized that even if she killed them, more and more would come. That barn door needed to be closed or this little free-for-all were going to be too much for the barrier to take, it might even shatter. She knew it was the only thing up keeping most of the weaker demons inside. While the other stronger ones tried to break out, she went after them in quick precision, she wondered if Selene was holding up her own. She was just a vampire hunter, this kind of vanquishing must be an even wilder chase for her. "Hell I shouldn't be worrying, she got herself into this crap,I'm positive she'll get herself out. Dean, you better get this bastard, even if you don't remember being the Ace killer, somethings gotta give!" She brought the blades down on one of the more powerful demons, slicing in an X fashion, they disintegrated to smoke.

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"Aleksei, you mean the pureblood? Who knows... You're not thinking of going out there on a man hunt now are you? Dean told you to stay here, I can't have you strolling around out there alone, you know why." Billie explained, he was back at his desk that was facing the open kitchen concept, there weren't many rooms in the place to begin with so, "What does the letter say girl? Did it reveal something useful, anything that matches my research?" He watched her warily, what if she suddenly got up and ran out? How would he be able to catch up to her then? Was leaving her here a good idea after all?

Aleksei squinted against the sunlight hiking up the sky, both him and Michael were a little breathless, him more worn out than the other, he wasn't the one wielding a weapon that hurt to touch, much less ate away at the flesh of his hand.

"There's some disturbance out there, I can feel it, like a head ache, only more annoying." He said, taking a moment to break out of the battle and notice the danger outside this. He had yet to realize Michael taking this chance to strike at him...

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Selene, however confused she may have been at the sight of the onslaught of demons, was handling them quite expertly for not having seen one before. As she held her weapon expertly in her hands, she came to realize that Veratos was right about it being difficult at first, and then- it seemed to become an extension of her body, one that she controlled with expertise and precision. She aimed and fired, impaling each target through the head, though they evaporates into smog and left her to retrieve her abandoned arrows.

As she bolted through the halls, her senses pointing her in the direction of the gymnasium, she noticed a particularly voracious looking demon heading toward helpless Lyra. Upon instinct, Selene dove toward the girl and shoved her out of the way of the demon just as its powerful jaws came crashing down to the tile. She then whirled back around, aimed and let another arrow fly.

"Get out of here, medium," hissed Selene. "Unless you know of a way to seal the gate."

Then she abandoned the girl altogether, racing after Dean once she was sure the east wing was secure. Upon seeing the sunrise beaming overhead, she grew increasingly more apprehensive, all before she spotted the creature spitting fireballs at Dean. The huntress screwed her face up in horror, before taking another arrow and retrieving a small sack of blue powder from her belt. She then dipped the silver arrowhead into the powder, spit upon it, and listened for the telltale crackle and the scent of sulfur and myrr intermixing. She anchored the arrow against her cheek, aimed for the head of the beast, and let it fly.

Isabella watched Billie expectantly. She was young, he was not; older humans could not do without rest like adolescents can. Soon enough he would fall asleep, and that is when Isabella would run like hell to find this Aleksei man who splats Ty has been doing alot more than just trying to protect her. She held the paper in her fingers for a few moments when Billie inquired about it, then slid it toward him to read for himself.

"It's pretty vague," she explained. "But she mentions something about me being a reincarnation of someone and that 'the empires'-" her little fingers gestured air quotation marks as she spoke. "-have learned of my existence. There's this key, and she wants me to travel to Italy."

She held up the little gold skeleton key eye level for the man to observe. It was immaculate, as if it had never been used before. Then she furrowed her brows and tucked it away into her satchel. A sigh left her lips, feeling utterly helpless as the entire situation unfurled all around her, though she knew nothing of it.

"You know, for me being special or whatever," she continued, huffing exasperatedly. "I really don't like being left in the dark about things. I think I deserve some answers."

Her golden eyes watched him, though their expression was unreadable. Isabella had always been the curious one, and the moment Billie dozed off on the couch, she snuck out quietly. She was greeted almost immediately by Lorenzo, who shook his head as he looked over his shoulder at the automotive shop. Then he clicked his tongue, eying the satchel that hung at her hip.

"Sneaking out is not the brightest idea, amore mio," he purred, moving to block her every time she tried to pass. "Although... I can take you directly to where you want to go, at this very moment, if you wish. You need only ask."

Isabella thought it over for a moment, silently praying that Aleksei would hear her thoughts and come running to her rescue, since she couldn't even recall what his face looked like. Her dark hair waved softly around her pretty features, which had grown tired and weary from the night's events and lack of sleep.

"Can you take me to Aleksei?" she asked, noticing the man's demeanor drop considerably. Apparently, not very many people liked this guy.

"If that is what you so desire," he responded, though bitterly.

Isabella caught a glimpse of the iridescent, purplish glow that tainted the golden horizon in the direction of the school. She only hoped that her friends were safe- especially Dean, whom she still had so many questions for. Without warning, Lorenzo took Isabella by the hand, yanking her at lightspeed over treetops and buildings. She screamed with surprise, before realizing that she was soaring over Sable while draped in this very attractive man's strong arms.

"Where are you taking me?" Isabella demanded.

"You said you wanted to see Avalon," said Lorenzo impassively, dropping quickly back to earth to the girl's terror. "Your wish is my command."

A little distance away, Aleksei and Michael were tucked into the foliage, probably still quarreling about nonsense. She listened to their voices, one she could distinctly recognize as Michael's, and turned to look back at Lorenzo, whom had disappeared. She swallowed nervously before following after the sounds, hoping that she would be greeted with welcome arms, or perhaps with an open mind ready to answer her many questions.

"Aleksei?" she called out into the trees, receiving nothing but a rustling in the brush ahead of her. She took a step toward the movement, again hoping for the best, though feeling absolutely naked with nothing to defend herself should she run into trouble.

"Dean is going to hate me for this..." she muttered. "Aleksei!"

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The pureblood's hand clenched the key that was warm in his grasp. Opening his eyes as she turned away, he watched her go through the dark glass of the shades. He ever really found a use for them but these he would cherish. Forever.

Mina blinked as she watched the girl walk off to school. She returned her gaze to her beloved who stood up the second she left and took off the sunglasses. Mina approached him with a questioning look in her dusky hues.

"You let her go...?" She seemed surprised.

He slipped the shades gently into a pocket, then looked at her as she drew closer to him, he smiled sadly as she touched the key;s edge, "What secrets does this key unlock?" She asked softly, returning his gaze with much concern. He closed his eyes for a moment, the little bats that followed Isabella confirmed that she indeed was heading in the direction of the school. "I wanted to see where this was going. That fool Lorenzo is allowing her to go to school, knowing full well that classes are not yet in session. Not while there are demons on the loose. And she doesn't want to 'run' now? What terrible timing to decide this. Oh well, that's what I'm here for. To stop her from doing stupid things like this." He sighed as he ran his fingers through his locks and opened his eyes to lock gazes with her.

"So I take it you're gonna stop him. Mean while I'm gonna go help the hunters." Mina said with a nod, they knew what they had to do.
"You do that. Be safe love."
"Won't make any promises!"

Aleksei watched her body break away in a million fluttering, beautiful blue butterflies and disappear into the skies.

"Maria lives through you Isabella." Aleksei whispered as he held the key to his lips and kissed it before adding that too into the same pocket. Then he flitted out of the forest, following her and soon enough catching up to them a block or two away from the hell that was taking place at the school. He was hoping the entire ordeal would be resolved before the ruckus awakened the entire city. The good news, a powerful barrier was brought up so that any supernatural creatures that tried to escape could not. He knew that was the working of the exorcist, Working her magic.

Stopping a few feet from the two, Aleksei appeared and he shot Lorenzo a disapproving glare, "Nice to see you're very mindful of Isabella's safety Lo, now, we all know where this is going. Why don't we skip to the part where you let her go and walk away? The position of armament and escort has already been taken. By me obviously, but I'm sure you already knew that. Like I know you didn't come here just to play nice either." He smiled, but it didn't take away any of the coldness in his garnet eyes.

"You do realize I'm not asking." He said, his tone dropping icicles.

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"These babies want more, how about a dose of water. Holy water!"

Vera slid her twin blades behind her on her back, then she reached for four bombs of divine water from her stash, popped the little triggers on them and threw them up into the air. She leaped like a dancer out of the area as the bombs imploded, making the area "rain" with its contents, the pellets of water that splashed onto the evil creatures burned away. A terrible sight that couldn't be unseen. Luckily, the huntress has been at it for years now, she'd lost her squeamishness toward death and destroying these things a long time ago. It was mandatory if she wanted to survive. As she passed down the halls and stairs, she went about tossing a couple of these holy water bombs, wiping out hordes of demon minions at once, all while making it down the lower levels of the school. She was hoping this could be wrapped up soon, though the "job" was never really done. Just the missions. As she cleared out the major regions of the school that was crawling with demons it didn't take long for her to follow the trail that would lead her to the gym where they originated. Jack pot!

The arrows sent by Selene's newly powered vampire bow, struck the giant monster's face, but it wasn't enough to take it out all together, but it sure helped weaken the sonuvabitch.

Dean sliced one of its large arms off, spewing black slime that could be its blood everywhere. Yuck. He appeared to dance around the monster as it cried out in rage since it was too big and slow to be quick enough to catch the kid with the giant sword. Powerful as it may be, everyone knew that it wasn't any good if it means you're stuck in a giant body that lacked any speed at all.

The arm Dean vut off broke away, its flesh forming grotesquely into mini versions of the giant monster he was fighting. Great, more demons.

"Hey Morrigan, ice them with your arrows, I'll take of Fi Fi Fo Fum over here-" He glanced back to see Veratos emerge out of the doors, clouds of debris and bursting violet, thick electrical-pulsing miasma bursting in smog behind. "Hope I'm not too late to join the fun!" She called out to them grinning wickedly.

"This party's gettin' more crazy, look at that. Glad you made it!" Dean managed as he shot at the giant boss with his blade, aiming for one of its legs now.

The setting changes from silver-mist-forest to Sable


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Lorenzo's bright yellow eyes flashed momentarily as they halted, stopped by Aleksei, who was anything but pleased at seeing the two together. Though Isabella was shielded by his strong arm from stepping toward the opposing pureblood, a smile curled over her lips. She had hoped he would follow her, if he was the man that he claimed to be. The full lips of the Italian pureblood hinted at a smirk, though only a slight chuckle escaped his nostrils. He observed Aleksei with eyes like that of a wolf, but not a single muscle tensed.

"Is that so, Avalon?" he mocked, his tone regal and romantic. "Because it seems to me the only purpose you serve in her life is to steal her memories, and keep her ignorant of the purpose there is no way she can escape."

He turned and looked at her over his shoulder, just as she wrapped a small hand around his bicep. She watched the two converse curiously, her smile fading, though still intrigued. She swore it was like having Louis and Lestat in front of her eyes, though she couldn't quite decipher which of the two bore malicious intentions. She had never seen two beings as beautiful as these two; quite literally, they appeared to be physical manifestations of the most eloquent literary pieces known to mankind. A gentle sigh escaped her lips, but as soon as she realized they were quarreling over her well being, she furrowed her brows and stepped forward.

"You clearly know nothing of my intentions, inbred, if you believe I desire to bring harm to the girl," he snapped cruelly. "We both know her life is severely precious to the world. And with that being said-" Isabella broke from his grasp to stand in between them, giving each a very pointed look. "-we should let her decide for herself who she so chooses to escort her... Although, I do believe I am more suitable... We are both Italian, afterall."

"Obviously I've been kept in the dark from whatever the hell it is you both are blabbering about," Isabella began, her face cutely scrunched in disapproval. "And even more obviously, I need the both of you to clue me in as to what is going on. And Aleksei-"

She looked at him gravely, standing almost defensively before Lorenzo, who watched the pureblood from behind her rather triumphantly. He crossed his arms over his chest, and the smirk that had been threatening to break over his painfully handsome features.

"All I know of you so far is that you've 'stolen my memories'-whatever that means- and not one of my friends seem to like you very much. On the other hand, Lorenzo has come to my rescue on two occasions... I trust him. So both of you need to play nice."

Selene grunted as the creature spurted offspring from itself like some twisted, evil amphibian of some sort. She took more arrows from her quiver, dipped them in the blue powder around her waist, aimed and shot. They dissipated upon impact, leaving the huntress to gaze at the enormous hellish guardian growing more frustrated as it combated Dean. She closed er eyes for a second- among the chilly, sulfuric air, a gentle, flowery and exotic scent carried- her eyes opened, revealing their hungry crimson color. As her canines budded, she realized that Isabella was nearby.

Quickening her pace, Selene darted like a bolt of lightning toward the limbless monster, running up its only good arm like a spider ensnarling her prey. She took more arrows and began to shoot directly into its skull until the creature reached behind it and attempted to throw her off, where she then leapt from her perch to land on the ground beside Dean.

"Isabella is coming," Selene warned between breaths. "Avalon is providing a temporary distraction, but we need to speed this up. Tell me how to seal that damned gate!"

At the same moment, the enormous fist of the creature rained down in their direction. Selene pushed Dean out of the way just in time, barely missing the blow herself. Then she turned and looked at Vera, swinging her weapons with such grace and precision it was almost as if it were some kind of dance. The smell of demons was though thick in the air that Selenw couldnt believe Isabella's fragrance was detected at all- perhaps the prophecy was indeed truth. All she knew was that she had to be protected at all costs.


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Aleksei knew it and felt it, something changed. Lorenzo had Isabella's fate in his hands, he decided that he was going to marry her, and Aleksei could tell that it was going to be forced upon the girl. At Lorenzo's retreat he knew that the man took something away with him, and that from this point on, Isabella was left with his image forever in her mind. She would grow to love him, it was always that way, and all he could do was sit tight and watch it all unwind, all of it inevitable. In knowing this still, he would do anything he could to prevent this, anything to keep her from certain unhappiness.

Isabella was left shaken and in tears, he took her into his arms bridal style and whispered to her that all would be okay, then he turned opposite from the direction that Lorenzo left and departed the scene, he brought her to his own manor, welcomed upon first entering by a servant, Sera, he instructed her to fetch him a glass of water then he continued up to a room. Isabella's room. Laying her on the bed, he gently patted her head, willing her to rest because it would be much easier to deal with it all when she was well rested. "I'm sorry Isabella, I wish I could take this pain from you..." It was as though his voice were an echo, always telling her the same thing, he wanted to chase her pain away, and was always sorry because his efforts were never enough. It hurt him unbearably to see her tears and there was nothing he could do to console her, he wiped her tears away with tender fingers recalling how she had previously done the same for her. "Whatever you decide, to go to Italia, be with him, I'll always be right beside you...If you decide you want to fight against it all, I will be there for you, and hold your hand through it all, as I always have..." He gazed down at her, his eyes the canvas of his soul, slowly breaking down again, how many times had he pictured this happening? Loosing her over and over in his dreams to what is and what could never be? Before they were just nightmares, visions that she had warned him about, but now it was no longer just visions, it was all really unfolding before him.

"I will always protect you, my queen..."

Sera was at the door, a tall glass of water in her hands, her silver iridescent eyes watching them, she nodded when Aleksei motioned her forward and she handed him the glass of water. Then she bowed respectfully, turned then left them on cue.

Aleksei held the glass of water for Isabella, he urged her to drink some and to simply try to find calm.

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"Only by either killing this thing or forcing it to retreat can the damn hell hole close up." Dean grunted, slicing quickly at the monster's leg. It toppled over, as the limb fell away, and predictably mutated into more hellish versions of the giant monster. In his peripheral vision, he caught Vera shoving something into the little cretin's gaping mouths as they tried to snap at her. She smirked and slipped away as the bombs of holy water burst within them, eliciting them to holler in agony as they burned from the inside out. She landed a little behind the hunters, the big monster was all that was left standing.

"Let's wrap this up before eight shall we?" She called out to the both of them.