LilKagi

A good two hours had passed while Dracula and Carmize discussed Hakira's problem. It all came together so smoothly like a puzzle. They couldn't understand why they didn't see it earlier. It was so obvious that it could have slain them both in their sleep! "..So what do you suggest we do about this?" Carmize asked, worriedly, sitting in a chair that was located in Dracula's study. "Honestly, I don't know. But we got off to a good start by identifying the problem." Dracula said smoothly, "..The people we should be asking is Aruzan and Chinkan, they'd know what to do. But the only person whom can solve this problem is Hakira and Ryu." "How're we supposed to get ahold of Ryu though, Lord?" Carmize shifted in her seat uncomfortably. "..I don't know, but I know for sure my son would know." He said. ----- As Aruzan and Chinkan danced in the club watching Rain, Aruzan's cellular phone went off. This surprised Chinkan and Aruzan both. He picked up the phone and answered it. "H-Hello?" he asked, having no idea who the hell would call his cell. Chinkan blinked, following him as he moved across the crowd into a quieter part of the club. "..What?" he asked, "..We didn't know anything was wrong with Hakira," Aruzan gave Chinkan a grave look, as she responded with her eyes widening. "..What's wrong with Hakira?" she seemed to lip silently to him. "Right," Aruzan responded, "..We'll be right there, father." "What was that all about?" Chinkan asked, as Aruzan hung up. "I'm not too sure, but father said we should return." "Why didn't he just telepathically contact one of us?" Aruzan shrugged, "I honestly don't know, but he said it saves energy." Chinkan rolled her eyes as they exited the building. ---- Sitting there Hakira leaned against the windowframe, sleeping. Her trance was still in effect but in her subconscious state. There she continuously had nightmares about Ryu's disappearance and how she had served him so lovingly and loyally. Then came his death, which hurt her the most. Her emotions were yanked and stabbed at during this part of the dream. Afterward she would feel herself falling into hell, the darkness reliving every moment of his death as if she were the one who had died. "..And that's how we figured it out," Carmize said, sitting at the table in the study with the others. "..So how do you think we should help her?" Chinkan asked, curiously. "No one can help her but herself, but the only way for her to see this is if we.." Dracula trailed off. "...It's Ryu, isn't it?" Aruzan said, not moving his gaze from the table.

Like this? ---- /Name/ Hakira Tsukinara /Age/ Almost a year /Race/ Bio-Engineered Neko(former Neko-vampyre) /Appearance/ She has dark brown hair and fair skin. Her eyes are large and emerald now because she became human, they once were orangish-red. In her first appearance she wears nothing but a large white lab coat, and from then on she just wears what people give to her, or what she has stolen. Hakira has a long, dark and poofy tail the same colour as her hair and ears. She no longer has fangs and no other vampyric traits, except for the venom scent inside of her that still fools even vampyres of what she truly is. She appears to be about fifteen now, though when she first entered the rpg she appeared to be about thirteen . . . /Bio/ I suggest you read the original BIO first, then continue on with this. [url]http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=31686[/url]. Hakira had found no real satisfaction traveling with Aruzan and the others so she took off for a new life. She had found out being a Minion of Luna(evil form of Ryu) was very pleasing so she stayed with him until his death. She had thought she'd fallen in love with Luna, that's why she had stayed. Later, after his death she had found out she were truly in love with Ryu and had cried the first human tears she'd ever experience. As a result, she became human. All of her vampyric traits had disappeared except for the scent of venom that lies in her blood. Now left depressed and alone with Chinkan, Carmize and Aruzan at Dracula's castle. She is often found sitting on Chinkan's windowsill, staring out at the mass of city before her, dreaming of the days that once were. If one were to get inside of her head they were think she were insane when what it truly is, is death. Her heart died that day. The day that was supposed to make peace between vampyres and humans.

OOC: Sweet! I like it.. [i]{Warning: Contains Very Adult Content}[/i]. Ooh ooh Can I have a scene where Hakira masturbates?? lol I'm joking, really. And good job on the new chapter. Congrats to all the characters who partook. I think we did an excellent job though a few parts still were loose. Not that we had loose ends, it's just that the ropes were loose; meaning that I don't feel enough satisfaction with the RP. But oh well..I'm sure we can do better in part II. Love ya'll, -Hakira ---------------- Carmize sat on Chinkan's bed behind Hakira, brushing her hair. She was rather beautiful, now in her adolescent body. Her hair soft and full of body, and her eyes able to fill with the deepest of emotion. Hakira, on the other hand, looked frail and sick. Her face was thin and her hair falling out. It was no longer a beautiful deep brown, but a dull light one. Her ears were lied lazily against her head and her face didn't show much emotion. To Carmize she always appeared upset. "..but why won't you eat, Hakira?" Carmize continued on in their conversation. "...Why does it matter?" Hakira asked coldly, though meaning no personal attack on Carmize. These words brought a silence to Carmize's lips. She couldn't think of anything else to say back to her, though she had noticed that Hakira had surprisingly maintained a human form. It was a secret, just between the two of them. No one else knew of Hakira's humanity; nor could they tell by scent because she still wreaked of the venom all vampyres had. As the last brushstroke went through Hakira's hair, Carmize sighed. It seemed useless. Her hair would stay dull and continuously fall out if she didn't eat. Carmize gazed down at the brush. It took a large chunk out this time. Bringing over a waste basket Carmize picked the hair out of the brush without mentioning it to Hakira. "..Aruzan and Chinkan are to return when again?" Hakira asked, not bothering to turn around. "..Not only does your hair fail you, but so does your memory," Carmize sighed. "..I had told you thrice in just the past two hours and you expect me to tell you again?" Hakira turned around and gave her a grave look. The same look she could only manage the past month. "Oh, alright." Carmize couldn't help but give a half smile in return, "..They'll return by this weekend, from what I had heard from Lord Dracula." "..Oh." Hakira said, not sounding really surprised or enthusiastic. She turned around and got up, the black dress she wore wrinkled and filthy. She hadn't changed since their wedding day, nor had she groomed or washed. "Where did they take off to again?" Hakira sat on the windowsill, the same one she'd sit at for hours at a time and speak to no one. The question rose suspicion in Carmize. She couldn't believe Hakira actually asked where they went. For, everyone knew they went on their honeymoon--right? This sudden transition in Hakira's disposition was obvious among everyone, except for Aruzan and Chinkan of course. Carmize didn't mention it to them because she had wanted them to enjoy their honeymoon and not dwell over Hakira. Dracula had even tried to speak with her but she said not a word and her head was empty. Nothing would budge a single word out of her. Though the mention of Luna often made her uncomfortable. She'd either go into a hostile rage or sink down and cry for hours from what Carmize and Dracula had recorded of her. Since she wouldn't speak to either of them, Carmize went out and bought Hakira a journal, which she wouldn't bother to touch. It didn't hurt Carmize that Hakira didn't use the journal, it just worried her about the neko. What had happened to her on that supposed joyous day for the vampyres? She she should have been happy for the freedom of vampyres. Joyous because the genocide against humanity was not to happen. His plans were foiled, so why wasn't Hakira happy? Carmize left the room silently, noticing that Hakira was obviously in another one of her 'trances' again. Closing the door silently behind her she walked down the hall and sighed. Was there truly nothing she could do about Hakira? The old building in which she had once lived with Luna had crumbled to the ground. As much as it hurt her to look at it, she couldn't help but stare. Smoke still curdled up from the ashes even after a month's time. Nothing like this had happened since.. Since she couldn't remember. Her mind was flaily and her intelligence began to slump. Carmize had tried to work with her but she could barely had read a child's book let alone be motivated to do anything. After awhile the young vamp had given up on Hakira. Nothing could motivate her to do anything. Even food couldn't spark her motivation because she refused to eat. Again, the sky grew dark enough for the pure blood to come back out from their hiding. And again, she would sit another lonely night in the windowsill like so many housecat in the area.

ours later there was chatter in the ballroom, music playing and laughter filled the dark air. Everyone was so happy and joyful, all except for one vampyre in all of Dracula's castle(or mansion should I say?). A lady sat on the large windowsill, staring out at the sunset. Seeing the orange, yellow and purple merge together at the horizon she sighed. There was nothing for her in this world. Not without him. Still, she loved Luna, but why did she long for Ryu? Did she get them confused with the same person? ..Could there have been a connection? Was she wrong about Luna and had nostalgia for Ryu the entire time? Her head leaned against the windowframe, her bangs falling into her eyes. A black veil was also over her face. It had been two entire days since that even had happened. She was so close . . . So close to true love it wasn't even funny. Luna was already to the point as to where he would have changed his ways, changed his passion for hate and destruction to. . Well [i]her[/i], she had hoped. Maybe she was wrong..Maybe Luna wasn't the man she really loved at all, but it was Ryu. He was dead. It wouldn't matter. Either way, they were both dead. On Hakira's body was a pure silk black dress with a long train. It didn't have straps but sort of sleeves that were poofy along her bare shoulders. She had found it inside of Chinkan's closet. One of the garbs that Dracula had given to her as a wedding gift. It even surprised Hakira that they wore the same size. Against her chest she held a beautifully carved wooden stake. The carving that was made was that of a cross. It burned the inside of her palm and along her fingers as she held it. The sharp part of the wood was pointing down into her lap. Another depressed sigh came out of her chest. As much as Hakira had wanted to feel joy for her friends, she couldn't. Her heart was too cold to feel for anyone but him. Was she really being selfish by mourning for her love, rather than being happy for Chinkan and Aruzan? .. Closing her eyes she thought about it, though the pain inside seemed to spread like a spider's web inside of her chest. It wasn't like physical pain at all, but a more deep spiritual pain that lied inside. Opening her eyes, she looked up at the sky, then finally felt her eyes dampen. The tears began to roll down her cheeks with deep, dark black blood. Such pain for Luna she had had. He almost loved her. [i]Almost[/i] had he loved her. Though she knew he would never love her, she held onto a vain sort of hope. No one, she had found in this life, would anyone [i]truly[/i] love her. ..She had betrayed them all. Aruzan, Chinkan, Carmize, Miazmodon . . . She betrayed them all. And for what? For a false love she felt from a man who was dead. So it wasn't Luna whom she loved this entire time . . But Ryu. Opening her eyes she gave out a faint cry that came from deep within her chest. The place that had hidden her heart, her soul which was locked away. The blood that came from her eyes had stopped, and what had flown became clear and washed away the blood that covered her face. Crying for Luna had brought her black tears; tears of no hope. But the tears she had for Ryu were of true love, and came of human tears. Of clear water which washed away all of her false love for Luna. Either way, it wouldn't matter. She dropped her hand from her chest and forced the wooden dagger into her lap. Leaning down she cried and cried. It wouldn't matter. Ryu wouldn't love her either because she had betrayed her friends..and he was dead. Dead. Why did everyone she love have to be dead? ...Dr. Tsukinara was dead. . . ..Luna was dead.. And..and Ryu too. Though Hakira knew that her friends loved her, it's just not the kind of love she needed to stay alive. That's the reason why Kenji Tsukinara created her for, was for someone to love with all of their heart and soul and now that she didn't have that, she couldn't live. It was like a slow and painful death. That's where she got all of her energy from.. She was created to produce offspring, and the only way she would be able to become pregnant was out of love. . And without that, Dr. Tsukinara's purpose for her was in vain. Hakira sobbed as the many tears dropped down into her lap, and fled down her chin onto her collarbone and chest. Never had she cried this hard; [i]ever[/i]. As the party noises and the talking became almost unnoticeable to her, her own sobs became loud and her own heartbeat formed in her head. The pumping formed into pain, as her thoughts of him sped through her head. Images of Ryu popped up and left as all she could see was black, and what was before her. It was as though she were in a trance. Standing up, Hakira walked around, almost as if she were trying to catch him. Reaching out, she knocked over pictures and valuables. Hearing the shattering of glass she flailed out violently as a reaction. She cut her bare feet on the glass, the room swirling around her. Chinkan's things and other objects in her mind seemed to attack her, so she attacked back, creating a mess in the room. Crying out, she knew no one would hear her, or care to listen. She finally took in a breath. Breath. Hakira had never experienced breath at all and it was odd to her to feel. That was odd.. She'd never heard her own heart beat either. The only way that could have been possible is if she actually cried [i]true[/i] human tears. First, her heart started beating and now she was breathing. Hakira was also bleeding red as well, instead of the darkest crimson. Looking up and out towards the window, she saw the curtains blowing around, and the sun set down under the horizon. Seeing all this, a realization had come to her. Her eyes widened in shock, as she stood straight up, the blood forming a small puddle under her feet and the pain rushing through her body for the first time. Her mourning, her first breath..The beating of her heart. She had become human. To be sure of this, Hakira reaching over for the stake and placed her entire hand over it and felt nothing. There was no burn. She jerked back in surprise, and tripped over herself, twisting around and falling to the ground. With a thud she landed, feeling around inscessently for something to grab. The first thing she could find was the bedpost. Hugging onto it she started crying again, scared of what she had become. Her breaths quick and heavy. Looking around the room it appeared to start sucking in at the ceiling. Downstairs the party hadn't noticed a thud or any strange noises upstairs, they were too busy having fun and chatting to hear anything. Again, the room swirled around and voices started whispering in the air. With each new one, Hakira jerked her head around to see what it was from. Her cat ears had remained, as well as her tail. As she took in sharp breaths through her nose, her fangs started shrinking. She became frightened of everything. As the voices became louder she cried out for them to stop, still holding onto the bed post with one arm now, her legs curled up against her chest, so she could keep away from the voices. Everything around her was dangerous, as she felt, and she hid within herself from them. If Luna..No Ryu. If Ryu were still alive he could protect her from them..But no.. He was dead. Dead! ..Just as she wanted to be. The tears streamed down her cheeks as she hid her face in her knees and started rocking. Letting go of the bed post she wrapped her arms around herself, feeling at being in a ball would protect her from the strange events happening. If one were to stand in the doorway, they'd see and hear absolutely nothing but Hakira's sobbing and whimpering. She needed him. She was insane. Insane and dead without him. ---- Sorry if it were too long..Had to use something to wrap Hakira up..Might post more, donno.. Edit: Who knows? Hakira might become the new villainess..Or Ryu might return. Who knows? [b]War of the Vampires II[/b] sounds good..nah..Things might just end here..

Getting bored with the fight, her ears twitch in Aruzan's direction. Her eyes slowly slide, facing him. She had an abolutely boring face on of pure unentertainment. Smirking she got up and walked over to him. "..Must..Protect her," he said hoarsely, trying to summon the little strength that lied left in his body. He tried to get up, lying on his side but Hakira had kicked him in the abdomen, causing him to wince and roll over onto his back, coughing up a little blood. "..[i]Protect her[/i] my ass. You're the one who needs protection now." Again, Hakira kicked him in the side as he rolled over away from her. "Get up weakling!" Hakira cried out. "...Screw you," Aruzan said under his breath. "I heard that," Hakira frowned, grabbing his collar and lifting him up from the ground. She gazed into his eyes, her eyes soft yet bored and tinted with little evil. Aruzan was surprised that she wasn't really all that corrupted at all. "I'm not really your enemy," she whispered, "..I'm finding a way to stop him as well, but peacefully. I love him, that is why I'll do anything to protect him. You don't know, he might be onto something, you know." With a wink she threw him back onto the ground and kicked him again, making it appear harsh, but not as hurtful this time. "While Luna persists to exterminate the human race," she continues, "..I am simply here to find an alternative energy source different than human blood you see, that way we won't have to kill humans. Even if they did hunt us, they'd have no more reason to hunt us because we would feed off of them no more." "..Why do you continue to love him? He is no longer Ryu!" Aruzan persisted. "..I never loved Ryu, you fool." she said, watching Aruzan's eyes widen in disbelief. "..Yes, that's right. I've loved Luna from the start. As you can see he is a very passionate and powerful man. He is passionate about his goal to kill humans, but what I want to do is show him a new thing to be passionate about.." Realizing again, how much she hurt her friends, she fell to her knees, arm's length away from Aruzan, she drooped down and lied her face in her palms. Again, the hot tears of clear fluid began to flow again. "...Please don't kill him," she sobbed, her shoulders shuddering and her ears flat against her head miserably. -------------- ..Vampyre stories always have sad endings... (From what I've read)

Watching intently with a smile, Hakira sat in Ryu's large chair. If it weren't for the place being in a ware-house like state, he would have considered it as a throne. She sat back and relaxed herself, a blush still on her face. Seeing Chinkan fly back she giggled, Aruzan casting her the strangest sneer. Hakira couldn't help but laugh, these people didn't know what they were up against. And even if they lost, it wouldn't matter. She'd be with Ryu anyway. They'd both be in hell together as planned. "..Do it again, Ryu-sama!" Hakira chirped like a small child. "Oh, there'll be plenty more to see, Hakira, plenty more." A grin spread across his face. She moved around in the seat, sitting rather comfortably. Hakira had quit laughing for quite a while now. She was getting really impatient while anticipating a real attack. [i]Damn,[/i] she thought to herself, [i]Why're they just toying with eachother? I thought I'd see more blood by now.[/i] Sitting up, Hakira pouted, letting out a quiet whine, her ears twitching and her tail flailing over the seat. -------------------- OOC:Couldn't think of much, sorry.

Sorry I haven't posted for a while..Actually I forgot about this place..hehe..*snort* ------ The fog began to clear as Chinkan looked ahead of her. She saw Hakira lying across Ryu's lap as they both stared ahead at her. Hakira, herself, didn't say anything. Though her shirt seemed a little more torn, showing alot of cleavage and her skirt actually slit as well. Hakira's ears seemed pointed and almost looked like furry horns to Chikan at a distance. Hakira yawned, relaxing in Ryu's lap. He seemed to pet her head, head hands slowly going across her face, neck and arms. His cold touch gave her goosepimples as she grinned. It was such a seductive touch that it literally made her ache. Though he meant nothing by it, she took every action of his to heart. After the incident in the elevator she constantly begged for his forgiveness and vowed her unconditional loyalty to him until he died. Even after his death, she told him she would have no other purpose to go on, so she'd simply choose suicide as her final option. This made Ryu sickenly pleased with her, making her his new 'pet'. Hakira didn't completely understand what he meant by making her his 'pet,' but it sounded good to her nonetheless. Wasn't it a beautiful thing? She was the first of her own race of vampyre, and she had actually fallen in love with a man who was going to end up destroying his entire race. And how he was going to destroy his own race is the same way he is trying to destroy an entirely different one. The humans. Her legs were hanging over the arm of his chair, as her body leaned against his, and her head leaning into his shoulder. Chikan looked as though she were moving closer. "...Was that actually a smile on Hakira's face? ...Was she anticipating this battle....or is she just..?"

Okay, i'm spamming, but this is really Inuyasha Fandom using a coveinient Id cause it was already up.......I'm at lilkagi's house. Carmize is a Yakasha born, and The others are half or pure pureblood vamires. There is a major difference at times. Carmize should worship the Queen of the Damned, the ruler of the yakasha-borns. Yaksha Is her king, but herr blood runs through all yakasha-borns. She was the one who was the first turned by Yaksha, and she made the first four, who then made the the ansestors who then made more, and they made more. Her blood resides in the veins of Carmize, and so The queen can kill her on a whim if they come into contact.

OOC: By the way, what's an EMP? --------- The look on her face was of pure horror. She looked from the man back to the cut rope. What did he do? Why would he . . She felt her face warm with pain as clear tears came down. Hakira turned around to look at him. She listened to him complain about not finishing Ryu off. "Anyways, there's no time for that. Ryu's pissed and he's going to launch the EMP. We need to get out of here." "Who are you?" she asked, watching him walk across the room. He waved his hand towards the direction he was going. "I'm the guy they sent to rescue your worthless.." "Rescue? [b]RESCUE[/b]!?" Her ears perked up as she yanked the blade out of her back. She had an almost hateful look on her face as she stared at him directly in the eye. "Now you look here, nyo." She said, "I came here out of my own free will, and I care not what those worthless people who call themselves my friends think either. This is the destiny of the human race. For centuries they drug and hunted our kind down because we were 'different.' Those bastards don't even understand the agony of lonliness we go through. Yet we continue to feed off of them because we are so dependant upon them." "And what does that have to do with anything?" he snapped. "Well if you'd ever [i]listened[/i] to Ryu, you'd understand he makes sense. Sure it's inhumane, but what's human about us? They would've done the same to us, and you know it." "Just listen to yourself!" He didn't look very happy at her 'speech'. "He's already brain washed you into thinking that this thing is [i]right[/i]. Now c'mon, you're coming with me. We're going to meet up with Aruzan and the others at the--" "No!" ". . .Excuse me?" he asked. "I said NO! I [i]don't[/i] want to go with you. I'm staying with [i][b]Ryu[/i][/b]." she crossed her arms and walked back towards the elevator. She dug her nails into the crease of gate that separated the elevator shaft from the room and began to open it. Once it were wide enough for her fingers to slip in, she grabbed them and threw them apart. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he grabbed her wrist, "You're coming with me, he's done something to you and--" "No he hasn't!" she screetched, pulling away and lunging her nails into the side of his face. They dug deep as she drug them across his cheek. He jerked away quickly at the sign of pain and accidentally threw her back. She twisted her leg around and fell down the elevator shaft into the darkness.

OOC: 'Ai shite-iru' in Japanese is translated as the deepest meaning of "I love you." Infact, there is a law that you cannot say this to someone in Japan unless you marry them. If you don't marry them, then you are sent to jail. --- The blade slid down her head, knocking over the hat. It lied on the floor beside her feet as the blade moved down the side of her jaw. She could feel the cold caress her skin as she stood absolutely still. Any sudden movements could prove hazardous. Nothing could save her now. For an instant she thought she saw someone in the shadows, flailing their arm about. The gleam of metal struck her as a danger. They wanted to hurt Ryu? No, they couldn't. . . As Ryu asked, "Do you have an answer, Hakira?" she turned around, placing her hand on the blade. She knew he was going to kill her and she didn't blame him. Though still longing for her friends, she was extremely loyal to Ryu. So loyal infact, it could have been mistaken as deeper than love. "I.. I.. " she muttered, pushing the blade flat against his chest. She had her hand on the blade, between her own chest and his. Blood trinkled down from her palm into their shirts, though they wouldn't have been able to tell because it was hidden. Hakira let a few tears trinkle down her cheeks as she put her other hand on his shoulder and pressed her lips against him, closing her eyes and pressuring into the aggravated kiss. With this she quickly dropped down, signaling for the blade to go flying. She could hear it whistle in the air as she jumped up and kicked Ryu into the elevator. He was thrown back first into the wall as he slid down, sitting in there inside the elevator giving her the most confused look. As she stood up the blade sunk into her back. It went between her shoulder blade and rib cage. Luckily it missed her lung or else it would have collapsed. She let in a loud gasp as blood gurgled out of her mouth and dripped down her chin. One of her neko ears went limp and lied against her hair as the other stood straight up in alert. Her tail dragged along behind. She lipped [i]"Ai shite'iru,"[/i] as she pressed the button to close the elevator door. Then she lifted her leg and kicked in the controls, breaking them so he would be locked in there.

ooc: Britain? We're in Britain now? *confuzzled* ---------------------------------- A deep sigh comes out of Hakira's chest when she finishes crying. It was worthless now, she had no use in going back. They wouldn't forgive her, nor trust her anymore. All she had left was Ryu. The only person she could count on now. No one would feel compassion or pity for her. She had dug her own grave. Pulling the release tab on the stop button, the elevator began to move again, up to the top floor where Ryu kept his headquarters. She stood up, wiping the seemingly endless tears from her eyes. Again she placed her hat on her head and pretended that small, yet explosive, episode never happened. The elevator beeped after each floor it had reached and the hum inside never ceased to end. Hakira's face seemed flushed from crying, but she just sniffled and tried to be strong, hoping Ryu wouldn't be able to see it under her large brimmed hat. Along with everything else she was wearing, that too, was leather. As soon as the elevator stopped and the two doors parted she could see Ryu standing infront of it, as if he were waiting for her. He had his armed crossed and a cruel, cold look in his eyes. He wasn't smiling sadistically anymore. This look was more of an upset one. She looked at him from under the shade of the brim of her hat and didn't blink. No emotion had shown on her face since that episode in the elevator. Little did she know there were cameras inside to watch her every move. Ryu knew everything she did and when she did it. He had that much control over her but no control over her free will. They stared at eachother for a moment. Their looks seemed nostalgic, longing. For a single second they both returned to their normal selves, no Luna, no evil, no betrayal, nothing. The light over Hakira's eyes seemed to waver a bit in compassion, but yet his eyes still remained cold. If only he were the same, like he used to be. . . "You disappoint me. . ." he muttered, unmoving.

Hold up, hold up! How do we even know that the Crimson Knight is even Hakira? (And sorry about that Miazmodon) ---------- The girl sort of struggled to get up though she was unharmed. Before she could say anything Miazmodon exited into the fog. Under her large brimmed hat she smirked, then turned back around to walk back into the building. "A beautiful thing it is. How he is so eager to fight me." she slivered like a snake. The door slammed behind her as she entered the building. A few arms were stuck between the cracks because of some zombies who were hungry enough to follow the scent of her flesh. Standing there a moment she stared at the ground. He cared about her? Her chest seemed to have a twinge of pain as she slipped her hat off. Her neko ears perched up as she felt her eyes dampen and her cheeks warm. There was no way she could think of rebelling now. . . She was too deep into this thing to just give up now. [i]"You know I'm sorry for what happened. And I [b]was[/b] going to tell you that I care about you, but that feeling is now completely buried. Thank you, and goodbye."[/i] What had he meant by that. He didn't [i]really[/i] care about her, did he? She fell to her knees as the tears flew from her eyes. The pain within her chest grew deeper into a sting, almost so much that it burned. He didn't really care, did he? She held her hat down to the ground by her side. As her shoulders started to shake her hair fell out of her lose bun and surrounded her shoulders. The pain and dampness. They just kept coming like many breaths. It was too late now, she couldn't turn back and even so. . She might have even regreted it. Maybe it was just something to intimidate her before the upcoming battle. Something heartwrenching before she could give her all in a fight. With a sniffle she wiped the tears from her eyes and looked up, closing them. She took a deep breath and stood up. Yeah, that's all it was. Just something to intimidate her with. He didn't really care.. did he? That was beside the point. She was serving Ryu now and that's all there was to it. Standing up she headed towards the elevator. After a few moments and a few flights a deep sigh arose from her chest. She couldn't quite fathom why she was doing this. Was it to get attention? Did she want someone to care? Or was it really her darker side showing through? Did she want to kill humans? Did she [i]want[/i] to have this war between vampyres and humans? It wouldn't matter anymore. She served him and this was a no-questions-asked job. All she would do was fulfill the tasks he assigned to her, no matter how much they hurt or ..how much it went against her belieifs..she'd do it. Hakira couldn't believe what she was doing. This wasn't what Dr. Tsukinara created her for. She was throwing her life away, and for what? Just to be cared about? To be known, noticed and appreciated? She trembled as she choked in a shakey breath. Punching in the red 'stop' button the elevator immediately came to a halt. She could feel the tears coming forth again as she leaned into the corner. As she sobbed she slid down to her knees. Her leather boots squeaked against the floor as the metal started to fog up near her face. The tears dripped down from her cheeks to the bottom of her chin to the floor. She couldn't believe what she was doing. This is the life she chose and she regretted it. Though her loyalties to Ryu were still strong, it were these loyalties that broke her heart.

She twitched a bit sensing the needle. When it entered her skin she gave out a small yelp then sighed when he took it out. When he lifted his spell she blinked then sat up straight, staring directly at him. It wasn't a look of hate though. It was more of an appearance of puzzlement. "What do you need our blood for, Ryu-sama?" She asked, her ears up and alert. Behind her her tail seemed to shift from place to place. It was very long and rather poofy. Too poofy for Ryu's tastes but he kept quiet. It was pure black with a white tip of poof at the end. He just kept quiet and smiled at her, walking about her, staring at her. No, he wasn't staring at her, he was staring through her. Infact, his eyes may not even be on her but--outside! Hakira blinked and turned around at the flood of bodies everywhere. In the mist of them she saw someone in particular. Her eyes widened as she jerked her head around. Like a child she gave him the look as if to be alert, or to show off what she had found. Her brows furrowed together as she returned her attention towards Miazmodon. "..Yes, I know he's there." A monotone Ryu said. "..What're we to do about him?" she asked. "Gee, I don't know. What do you want to do?" "I. ." She couldn't believe she was saying this herself, "..I want to fight him." "Oh, you do?" he smirked. "Might as well get into uniform then. We don't need you to get all scratched up wearing that frilly thing you call a garb." "..Yeah..You're right." ---------------- Infront of Miazmodon the fog cleared and a figure approached. It seemed to have come out of the building because it was the only thing truly alive in this dead mass. Standing ontop of a hill of bodies the figure placed its boot on a zombie's skull and crushed it underneath its heel. A high heel at that. As the fog began to thin out the image started to become clear. The boot was red. Miazmodon's eyes traced up the leather to see the wrinkles in the boot and to see that it went up the calf. Above that was a black body suit which was covered by red leather shorts. Above that was body armour the colour of crimson, which was darker than the boots and shorts. To, what he thought was a female, its side was black long sleeves that curved around its arms and red leather gloves. Within those glove she held a rolled up whip. With only a snap of the wrist she released it towards the ground with a crack. When the fog cleared around its face he could tell for a fact it was a female. He couldn't recognize who it was because her eyes were covered with a red, large brimmed hat. Behind her a long tail swung back and forth actively. He could see her hair was pulled up. Though he couldn't see it, he figured it were in a bun because no hair hung down onto her neck. "Who are you?" he croaked weakly. "No one important," she responded as she held up her arm slightly and released the whip his way. It wrapped around his neck and yanked him down into a pit of bodies. She had just snapped it the right way to where it released him and returned to her. Leaping up into the air from the hill she landed down into the pit. Her boot barely missed his face. As he breathed he could smell the strong cologne she wore. "Giving up so easily?" she asked as she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up. He was still holding onto his side as he glared at her. Of course, she knew he would strike any minute though she wasn't worried. "Of course not!" he smirked as he swung his fist at her. She just tilted her head and dodged it luckily. "Excuse me?" she said as kneed him in the gut and threw him back down. "You're worthless. I cannot fight you in this condition. Go back to the hotel and rest up until you've fully recovered. I want to fight you when you're at your best potential." She said with a smile, "Then I'll see if you're truly worthy of battling Ryu again. If not, I'll kill you." He looked up at her with an almost amazed expression. She wasn't going to finish him off then? Who was she? "Wh-Who are you?" She sighed, getting annoyed by all the questions. "You may call me la Chevalier Cramoisi, the Crimson Knight. Meet me back here when you're better. I'll be expecting you." The woman turned away from him and started walking back towards the building. Every step she took a corpse twitched. A few even got up. "W-wait! I have one more--" "Be quiet." she said as she paused momentarily, "I'm bored by your stupid questions. Oh, and so I don't disappoint Ryu, I've even packed up a little entertainment for him." "What're you talking about?" Miazmodon said as he tried standing up. To his surprised the zombies practically stood up straight. La Chevalier Cramoisi turned around once more and smiled, her face still covered, "..This kind of entertainment." The zombies moaned and headed straight for him. "Just a little exercise before the real battle. Enjoy yourself." Turning back around, she left him alone with the flesh-starved zombies and re-entered the building. Who was that girl? There was no time to think about it because immediately he was attacked by a few as the others stood behind hungrily. -------------- I know, kinda queer but I couldn't think of anything! Please don't be mad!

OOC: Sorry I haven't posted in a while..Got grounded. Hehe. ^^; --- Outside it was dreary and cloudy as usual. It seems the sun hadn't actually [i]shined[/i] in over several centuries. It was odd because they could still feel its warmth every now and then but usually it was chilly outside. Hakira was surprised at how warm it got at the water park. Maybe the fact that they had the entire place in a large dome. It was probably like a green house that absorbed the heat and made it [i]seem[/i] hot out. The wonders of modern science. She still had her ears on the back of her head. Hakira was obviously still sad. Feeling Ryu near one of them twitched lightly as she turned around. "Why so glum, Hakira?" he smiled, though it appeared more out of cruelty, "just look outside." She turned her head slowly and saw the sea of corpses. "..What about it?" she asked nonchalantly. "Isn't it beautiful? I was hoping one of you would be able to see this." "..I don't know what to find beautiful anymore in this dead world--" She was abruptly interrupted by Ryu's enthusiasm. "Shhh.. Watch closely." As his thumb firmly pressed against the small button a mist came out from no where. Hakira blinked and got closer to the glass. Her fingertips pressed against the cold glass as she watched in confusion. Nothing seemed to change until she saw a leg start to move. With a jump she gasped, holding one hand up to her mouth and the other still against the window. After several minutes she watched as they rose to their feet, moaning about and bumping into eachother due to the lack of good sight. "Why, isn't it magnificent? An entire military to support our cause. It's the beginning of the end my dear, the beginning of the end. For humans." By this Hakira jerked around and glared at Ryu. "Do you mean genocide?" She looked rather concerned. "Why. . ." Ryu put a finger up to his lips and looked up at the ceiling for a split second, then back down at Hakira with a smile, "Yes. Of course. There are many other ways to describe what our mission is, but yes. That's basically the idea." "But why?!" "Why not?" he asked calmly. "My father was human! You can't just go about and ki--" Ryu held his hand over her mouth gently. His cold touch literally chapped her lips and paled the skin he touched. Her hand gently held onto his wrist as she stared up at him quietly. "I apologize. I did not mean to sound so..What was it again? Oh, yes. Cruel. I don't mean to sound cruel but it's essential to the development of vampyre-kind. Do you understand, Hakira?" Hakira looked down sadly, then back up at him. He released his hand slowly as she responded. "..A little." "What we mean is that humans are in the way. We're way too dependent on them for blood and they're also taking up room on this planet--which is rightfully ours--and they hunt us down like we're barbaric mongrels. Hakira, do you think I'm barbaric?" Slowly she shook her head in order to avoid getting it sliced off. "Good. Now if I were barbaric, I wouldn't be sitting here having an intelligent conversation with you now would I?" Again, she shook her head. "If I were barbaric, I would have drug you by the hair to my room and would have banged you until doomsday, now wouldn't I?" Slowly, she nodded, still with his cold hand over her mouth. "If I were barbaric, I wouldn't have invited you as a guest into my home, now would I?" She shook her head. "I thought you'd agree," he said as he lifted his hand from her face. She exhaled deeply and looked up at him with a mix of awe and fear. She didn't quite understand why he treated her like so but she admired him. It wasn't just some sort of inspirational admiration but something different. Something she couldn't quite make out. Her lips shook as she slunk her arms into her shirt and held herself. She still had that chill of when he had first touched her. "Oh, are you cold?" he asked, smirking. She wasn't sure why he acted that way. She wasn't sure about alot of things. Hakira didn't know whether he were being nice or not, so she just reacted naively as usual. With a nod he came down closer to her. She was sitting on a small step that erected upward from the ground but only went up to the window. Meaning that there was only one step to sit on. She felt him closing in on her as her put his hand behind her back. Ryu let his weight go down on his palm which was against the step. Uncomfortably, she tried to scoot away from him but no matter how hard she tried, she was glued to that spot. Their sides were pressed together which sent a chill throughout her body. She expected him to be warm. In a way she wanted to hold onto him. Someone to keep her warm as she nuzzled into them infront of a fireplace perhaps? Neh, maybe not. Not with her luck. With a sigh, she just sat there, him pressed against her. Unconsciously he first reaction was to lie her head into his shoulder. She cou ldn't help doin it. She didn't want to, but couldn't help it because it was a reflexive habit. It was all thanks to Carmize. Yes, when it comes to a bad habit always blame Carmize, the bringer of bad habits. Hakira tried to lift her head, really she did, but she couldn't move. It were as if she were under a trance of somesort. She couldn't understand but tried with all her strength to move and failed. When she opened her mouth to ask a question but nothing came out. It felt as though she were powerless now. Under control to be used as he saw fit. Though she could consciously remember events such as there she can't control what she does in the meantime. Man, she really hated being manipulated. Though, she wouldn't deny the fact that she enjoyed being against Ryu. ----------- Sorry, was falling asleep while typing the last part. You see, I was falling asleep while my fingers and thoughts were still going, which results in the last paragraph or two...

Her hand in his began to shake under such cold. She couldn't believe his skin was colder than the air that was about them. She heard a slight thud and looked down. The doll. . . Both her and Ryu jerk around to find Miazmodon. "Hakira! What're you doing with him?" he asked, pleadingly. Quickly she hid behind Ryu and picked up the doll. Her hand on his arm, and her noze and lips nuzzled up against his shoulder, staring out at Miazmodon from behind him.

Your sign up sheet should look something a bit like this: Name: Celes Chere Age: 18 Height: 5'9 or 5'7 Weight: 127 Pounds Birthday: March 10th Hometown: Vector Occupation: Ex-General, Magitek Knight Special Skills: Runic, Magic Blood Type: B Japanese Name: Celes Weapon: Rune Edge(Sword) Armour: Buckler(Shield) Leather Armour(Armour) and a Tiara(Helmet) Relics: (Player can only have two on at a time) Earrings and Zephyr Cape Items in bag: 31 Tonic(Heals 50 HP) - 7 Potion(Heals 250hp) - 3 Antidote(Heals Poison) - 2 Green Cherry(Cures Imp Status) - 12 Tent(Recovers HP/MP Status Ailments) - 1 Smoke Bomb [img]http://us.f1.yahoofs.com/users/df5e57b8/bc/Yahoo!+Photo+Album/Celes+Profile.jpg?pf2SCq_A9e2R_p9c[/img] [img]http://www.magitek.nu/celes/clothesfmv2.jpg[/img] and if these link doesn't work just go here: [url]http://profiles.yahoo.com/ex_magitech_knight_celes[/url] Bio: Celes Chere was born in Vector and was raised by Cid and Emperor Ghestal. When she was very young she was infused with an Esper(something like an Aeon) and was gifted in Magic thanks to the latest in Magitek Technology. Without a mother in her life she may seem to be cold or unemotional at times, though this changes after she meets Locke and during her place in the Opera, where she learns what feelings really are. She rebelled against the Empire when she became of age and joined the Returners, an Orginization that is against the Empire. Celes atfirst has a bad reputation with the Returners because of the burnings in Maranda and the poisoning of Doma. After Cefca(Kefka) moved the statues and placed the World of Balance into a World of Ruin, Celes, as well as the others, fall off the airship and scatter across the globe. She woke up a year later with Cid on a solitare island. After Cid dies she then gives up hope in there being any other people out there in the world and decides to climb a cliff and commit suicide, as the others did before Cid. Instead of dying, she was washed back up on shore and was awoken by a pigeon. Rejecting it's attention atfirst, she later realizes that it had Locke's bandana. Gaining hope, she takes the raft Cid had made for her and sets out on her journey into the world. Personality: Celes is a rather strong woman, who sometimes doesn't even act like a woman at all! She is very focused and tends to show little emotion. That is, until she meets Locke. Usually she takes some things the party says the wrong way and gives back a cold remark or two. She doesn't really have much of a friendship with the others but she does seem rather close to Locke and seems a little heartbroken when she discovers that Locke already had a love, Rachel/Raechel(sp?). She doesn't really have friends either. When she first met Locke was the first time she ever felt someone having compassion for her, ever wanting to be her 'friend.' Though she doesn't spend her time frolicking around and searching for 'love' as Tina/Terra does, she has a better mission to accomplish. She gives up easily but usually finds a new reason to go on. And for some odd reason she seems to be very attached to Locke.. ------------------ Wouldn't it be a gag if she fell in love with Ultros? Okay--nevermind--that was totally off topic. Okay, no monkey business. No Final Fantasy or Anime [b]Crossover Characters[/b]. No original characters(unless you impress me with your idea through PM). And finally, let's make this a little serious. I appreciate occasional comedy(like Ultros for example) but let's be mature. I don't care if you manipulate other people's characters, as long is it's okay with the owner, and you don't manipulate their character to make decisions or other things that will definitely change the course of the story-line. I don't care if we reeve off course, just don't do it using someone else's character.

Final Fantasy VI:[i]Le nouvel Amour, la Nouvelle Vie[/i] New Love, New Life -------------- Okay, in this rpg you must have either played the game or did alot of research on the story and characters. If not, then you're out because I don't want some dude who wants to make Locke Cole into Cloud Strife. [i][b]That ain't happenin'[/i][/b]. People who did this get so annoying so quickly! Doncha know? Okay, so this is basically a Final Fantasy VI RPG. Whether it sets place in the beginning of the game, during the world of ruin, or after the end of the game, I'll have to talk to the people who play the characters about that. I'm not sure what I want to do right now. Oh, and if you're going to play as one of the characters, I expect the Japanese name. For example, instead of saying "Terra," we'll stick to the Japanese and say "Tina". And with Lock, I don't care if you add the "e" to the end of his name, that's up to you the player. And the name Shadow is so annoying so we'll be using the name "Kage." If you feel that "Cyanne" is a too girly spelling for our dear knight, then you may call him "Cyan," I don't care. There can be humour in this rpg but do keep it serious and on topic please. I will be playing [b]Celes Chere[/b] so the Current Character openings are: [b]Tina(Terra) Branford Lock(e) Cole Mash(Sabin) Figaro Edgar Figaro Kage(Shadow) Arrowny Relm Arrowny Straggus(Strago) Magus Gau Gogo Mog Uumaro(Umaro) Setzar(Setzer) Cyanne(Cyan) ???? Emperor Gestahl Cefca(Kefka) Ultro(Ultros) Ect. [/b] I advice you freshen up your character-knowing skills here [url]http://www.square-central.com/ff6/characters.shtml[/url] When the characters are filled in we will decide what time period we want this to take place in(if we have a Cefca or Emperor then it'll take place either in the World of Balance or World of Ruin), and if it's after Cefca's defeat then there will be more character openings. The openings I have created are original characters. Now, the rule on original characters is that the only original characters there should be in this rp is if there's an eldest child in Mobliz(after the world of ruin), a moogle/chocobo, Aria(Maria), or if you send me your profile via Private Message then I might take in consideration. Now the entire deal about being related to one of the characters like Locke or Tina(she doesn't seem to have relatives) or someone who knew Kage, ect. just gets annoying sometimes(so the characters I create will only be related to Tina, for now). Now about having a cameo character like Ultros to show up for comedy then I think it's alright. But I don't want anything funny that would distract the story-line or anything like that. Instant comedy is okay, as long as it is under consent with the person who's character will be spoofed/butt of the joke. The original character deal with being related to another character(like a cousin of Mash or Edgar's) has to have an extremely good background and it has to really go with the story. In other words it has to really [i]impress[/i] me if it's to be permitted. I know this is rather strict but I just would really like this to go well. Now for signing up, you know the drill(pictures on your bio/profile are optional). The date I expect to get all the profiles/characters in are by November 8, 2003. If there aren't enough characters by then, it'll be extended until the 15th. The RPG should start around the 13th, but if not the 21st. We still need to work out what time period this rpg is going to be in. Ah hell, forget it. At the end of your profile put in [b]bold[/b] which time period you think the rpg should be in(your own opinion) like so: [b]World of Balance[/b](Beginning of Game) [b]World of Ruin[/b] [b]After The Defeat of Cefca[/b] So Post away! I can't wait to see your bio's..I'll have Celes' up soon.. Edit: Oh! And list what armour, weapons and relics your characters have(including clothing).

Her ear flinched as she heard someone talking to her. The doll slipped from her chest down into her lap. "Wake up Hakira," the clouded voice seemed to say. "Wake up." She blinked and looked up. [i]Miazmodon?[/i] she thought as her vision came to. ".Reow..?" her eyes danced about the shadowed image. Then suddenly her sense came back. That scent. It was definitely Ryu. Her body flinched for a second, then relaxed, feeling at ease under his stare. "Hello there, what're you doing this far away from the pack?" he asked softly. He sounded different than before. Maybe he wasn't under control of this 'Luna' guy anymore. "Ryu-sama?" she asked gently, looking up at him. He held his hand out to her and smiled, the street light just behind him shadowing his face and figure. "Who else would it be?" he said, kneeling down infront of her, still with his hand out. "..Oh, Ryu-sama!" she cried, wrapping her arms around his neck. "..They were saying terrible things about you, Ryu-sama! Aruzan said that you were Luna now, and that you were evil and all this other stuff, and--" Ryu put his fingers over her lips to hush her suddenly. "Shh..Be quiet. Where did you learn how to talk so well?" he looked puzzled. "Kah-meez taught me." she said, holding out the sixth-grade spelling and grammar book to him. He took hold of it and looked over the cover, then looked to Hakira and smiled. It was odd, because instead of having the regular American accent the others had had, she ended up having an English/British one. It surprised him but he liked the way her voice sounded. It made her sound more intelligent, though he knew she wasn't worth a dime on an IQ score. "Quickly, put that away. You're coming with me." He gently grabbed her arm and pulled her up. "..Where are you taking Hakira, Ryu-sama?" "Someplace safe," he replied, tugging a little more aggressively at her arm. His clench became so tight that it hurt her. She yelped out and pulled away. "Why did you hurt me, Ryu-sama?" she said, her large emerald eyes showing hurt as she creased her brows together. He frowned, taking her hand and gave her a look as if saying 'You didn't ask that,' and she obeyed. She didn't ask another question as they walked off. Hakira didn't know it, but she left the rag doll on the sidewalk where she had slept. She didn't seem to need it anymore. . .

Pacing herself, Hakira walked quickly through the streets of people. She got occassional stares from children but the adults didn't seem to care. One girl had grabbed her tail, making her yelp, then jerked back and ran away into the crowd screaming for her mother. In a way this depressed Hakira. Did she really make people so depressed? Was she truly always in the way? . .. Perhaps if she went to Ryu she'd only be in [i]his[/i] way too. A small sigh escaped her chest as she held the doll close to her chest under her crossed wrists. Her head leaned down, and her cheek rested ontop of the doll's head. No one seemed to want her around anymore. No. Nevermind that. It's not that. It's the fact they didn't [b][i]need[/b][/i] her anymore. What use was she to them? Blinking softly, she put her nose into the doll's hair and breathed in deeply, catching the scent of Miazmodon and Carmize. Both Miazmodon and Ryu wreaked of a masculine scent but Ryu also had that mix of honey as Carmize did. It wasn't as strong as Carmize's but it was still there. Lifting her head, the wind brushed up her hair, tail, and tiny skirt on her bathing suit. It was strange that in this place a bathing suit could be the only thing worn. She was cold and hungry but cared not to feed off of these people(because she didn't know she was supposed to do that) and beg for a treat or tablescraps of some kind. Hakira looked around cluelessly and saw no sign of this 'Casino,' whatever that was. She didn't even know her way to it, or if it even existed. Maybe Aruzan was right, it could have been one of Shana's tricks. She frowned and sniffed the air. Fish? Was that really [i]fish[/i] she smelled? Slowly, she twisted her body around and saw a restaurant behind her. ---------------- (OOC: Tell me if I said the sentence wrong Roxanne) "Trés stupide le chat vous êtes!" the French chef yelled himself hoarse as he threw Hakira out of the restaurant. "Ze sign sayz "No Petz!" said the man, his voice with a very heavy French accent. Hakira landed on the ground harshly on her tush. She turned around, her ears flattened against her head in a sad, rejected manner. The cheft just threw the bare spine of a fish at her, remarking, "Go back to ze alley you came from!" then slammed the door behind him. With a whimper she looked down at the ground infront of her and sighed. Getting up, she brushed off her suit and looked up at the man infront of the door. He eyed her with a frown, grabbing the doorhandle to walk inside. "No zhirt, no zhoes, no service," he said rudely, making 'service' sound like 'ser-veece'. Behind him he shut the door gently. Being rejected quietly hurt her even more than being yelled at by a chef with a butcher knife in his hand. ----------------- She'd been walking for about two hours now, and still no sign of this 'Silverian Casino.' Dusk had been over for quite a while now and the stars barely twinkled above due to all the street and window lights. Passing by her she saw couples, mothers and daughters and a couple pushing a stroller along with a baby inside. It all seemed so strange to her how she didn't see anyone alone. What she had read about humans these days proved to be right. It seemed they did travel in packs in order to avoid a vampyre attack. Hakira shivered lightly and noticed the RV. She walked around it quietly and checked to see if anyone were near or inside. The coast was clear so she gently broke in through the sunroof above it. It was strange that she'd been walking for hours and only went in a completely circle. Though she were away from the hotel where the others couldn't see her, she still felt cautious about being around their things. Dropping inside she sniffed around and it had their stench everywhere. It broke her heart just to smell it. On the seat she grabbed her white lab coat and put it on, crawling back out of the RV. Quietly, she replaced the sunroof and hopped off of it, carring a pair of sandals Carmize gave her. The ground was so cold that she could barely stand anymore. Dropping them to the ground she slipped them on and began walking again, taking out a book she stole from the inside of the vehicle. She stole two small ones and a textbook. One was a very thin book which Carmize called her "Spelling Book," and the two others were informative books about human psychology and emotions. She didn't know why Carmize would need these but decided they must have been good use to her, so she might as well use them. With a yawn, Hakira looked around. This neighbourhood seemed rather quiet. No one was there so she felt a little safer. Maybe if she took a nap she could search for Ryu later--if he didn't find her that is. She wanted to take him by surprise by asking to become his servant. Of course, she'd be loyal and do whatever he wishes because she didn't have any other real purpose. The thing about this, she didn't stop to think that he'd make her do something awful to her old/ex friends. And like everyone else, she would have to learn the hard way. --- ooc: Oi that one was long...

OOC: When I say 'sire' I don't mean 'rule over' I mean 'be ruled' or 'to be ruled'. I don't really know the word that means 'under' a sire, but so you know what I mean... ----- With a flinch, Hakira screeched under her breath as Aruzan wrapped the bandage around her arm. "Reow, that hurt Hakira.." "I know it does, but facing this kind of pain will make you stronger." Aruzan replied. A little inspired, Hakira sighed, looking down at her legs under the torn dress of her bathing suit. "..Where Ryu-sama?" she asked. Aruzan grabbed her wrist and twirled her backwards, with her arm twisted behind her back, her ears straight up and eyes wide with shock. She stared down at the floor beneath them, glass still shattered everywhere, and the blood still oozing on the carpet. He got close to her ear from behind and it sounded as though he hissed and it made her uncomfortable. She sure hoped he wasn't going to do anything just because the others were gone.. Oh man.. "..Never refer to him as 'sama', [i]ever[/i], you [b]got[/b] it?" he says huskily, almost in a whisper. He gently yanked at her arm and she yelped. ".. Y..--yes.." she said fearfully, her voice shaking. "..Good." He then let go of her, and left the room to go see if the others were all right. She sat there for a moment and held her wrist, whimpering to herself. She could feel her cheeks become hot this time, but not with blush, but tears of shame that appeared in her eyes. Had he really meant to be that mean to her? Was he even being mean? Hakira didn't understand, but she understood that she must leave. Whether it was a trick of Shana's or not, she was still going to the Silverian Casino at Dusk. If these people couldn't love her, then maybe Ryu could. Love. She still hadn't truly understood it, but just by the thought it gave her hope but made a tinge of pain in her chest as well. Standing up from the bed, she limped over to the door and walked across the hall towards the girls' room. If she didn't feel welcomed here, she might as well feel welcomed somewhere else. They were just being nice to her so they could develop some sort of companionship, teamwork. Never again would she join such a thing. They used her. They only wanted to use her so they could rescue that stupid girl who had D.I.D.S.(Damsel in Distress Syndrom). Well to hell with her then. Hakira had different plans. This wasn't what Dr. Tsukinara had in mind for her. In the note it read that he wanted grandchildren. And that she was going to have. Oh, but that was hopeless. She wouldn't find a mate in time to have kittens. After Hakira would turn four and one years old she couldn't have any kittens. Perhaps becoming this 'Ryu' guy's sire would pay off. Atleast she'd have someone who'd take care of her because she certainly didn't know how to take care of herself. Walking across the room Hakira had her ears flat against her head. She didn't care that her neko ears were exposed anymore. She wasn't under the rule of those four anymore. It wouldn't matter to her that people would know what she really was. Though, she would miss them.. Hakira looked down at the bed that had a rag doll lying on it. It had blond hair made of fine thread and its eyes were made of buttons. She saw how the thread had sewn the eyes onto the head, and how there was no nose or mouth. Picking it up, she sniffed it. It had wreaked of each of their scent. Carmize's innocent scent, Aruzan's fearful scent, Chinkan's fighting scent, and Miazmodon..He wreaked of Ryu. A large sigh escaped her chest. She could hear them coming up the stairs. It was now or never. Either she would leave them and never live under their rule again, or cower at their feet and continuously be in their way of their mission. For that was all they needed her for. To rescue that stupid girl. Whomever she was. Hakira held the doll close to her chest and opened the window. The light breeze through the alley caused her thing hair to float up. [i]So this is it,[/i] she thought, [i]this is the life for me.[/i] She held the doll close to her chest as she clinged onto the drain pipe with her sharp nails and bare feet. She shimmied down the pipe quickly. She was to no longer be with these people. Chinkan had Aruzan and she had no one. So, she made up her mind. She would become Ryu's sire. [b]Hakira Left The Party[/b]

With a cough Hakira sat up against the bed with Carmize next to her. She pursed her lips together as a small stream of blood came from her nose. Her hands were all torn up the glass and the back of her bathing suit was ruined, but other than that she physically looked alright, other than the shock in her face. Though there was a large puddle of the zombie's blood on the floor, it managed to sit up. Apparently it had [i]once[/i] been a man. "I have a message from Luna." he said, his voice scratchy and high pitched just like the average low-class henchmen's would be. "If you didn't see his national 'broadcast' earlier this day, he has become the king of this nation, and slowly his masses of the undead are swarming this city as we speak. Luna seeks companionship to share his throne, and he chooses [i]you[/i] Chinkan." A splurt of blood spilled over his lips and dripped down his chin. "If he cannot have you, he will settle for alternatives," The zombie gazed down to Hakira, acknowleding her, then looking back up at the three. "After all, there is now a new breed of vampyre thanks to this.. this [i]thing[/i]." he refers to Hakira. "Though it is a shame to the race, he decides to put it to good use. Master Luna wishes to meet with you at dusk at the Silverian Casino or the girl is finished. Master Luna has his connections. Do not disappiont him." Then more blood streamed out of his mouth as he fell over, limp and dead as he should be. The girls were hugging eachother, their knees soaked with its blood. They both blinked at it, looked at eachother, then up at Aruzan, Chinkan and Miazmodon, wondering what they were going to do.

Oh, what a long walk! Hakira whined and meowed as she kept licking her cheese-flavoured fingers. What a delightful treat! She had never eaten cheese before, but realized suddenly that she liked it. What would she name it? Hakira forgot what they called it back in the restaurant, but she didn't care. It was [i]delicious[/i]! She was still in her bathing suit but with a shawl tied around her waist. She couldn't believe how big that place was. Nor could she believe how much water there was. Carmize had tried to get her to go swimming, but she was too scared of the water to even get close to it. All she did was hiss and whine the entire time. Carmize eventually splashed her really well and she clawed back, though missed her because she was so far. They all went back to the hotel, and Aruzan used his Godly-Infinite-Credit-Card-Of-Many-A-Good-Thing and paid for their rooms. Him and Miazmodon would share a room with two beds and the girls would get a room with one because Carmize whined about not wanting to sleep alone(Hakira assumed she might have been frightened of the dark). It was mid-afternoon when they had come into the hotel. Carmize lied on the large bed and held her head up by her elbows and flipped through the channels on the television set. She couldn't believe there were over 1500 channels! Back at home they probably only had around 800 and that was it. Where Hakira came from, she didn't even [i]know[/i] what television was. Sitting on the bed Hakira set one foot on the blanket and the other on the floor. She pointed her toes up so she could slip the sock on her foot the way Carmize had taught her hours before in the RV. Sitting on the other bed was Chinkan listening in on the conversation Aruzan and Miazmodon were having standing up. She occassionally butted in and gave her advice and the two generously gave feedback. Carmize knew they were planning on how to approach the enemy's place and what strategy they'd use to rescue the girl. Boring grown-up nonsense. She knew it involved her but she also knew she wouldn't play a big role in saving the girl because it was obviously too dangerous for her and Hakira. Finally with both socks on, she twisted her little body fully onto the bed, gently bumping her leg against Carmize's. She didn't seem to mind the contact. Hakira started slipping the socks back off one by one, and looked back over to Aruzan and the others. They seemed to be rather serious about their planning. What good was this girl anyway? Why was she vital to them? Was she a vampyre? Was there a war going on? And where was Ryu? Hakira had so many questions.. Though no way to ask them because Carmize hadn't taught her proper grammar yet for her to ask them. Hakira noticed Miazmodon glance her way, then quickly get back in eye contact with Aruzan. This made her blush and jerk her head away from them. Turning her head out the window, she saw a black dot on the window. Atfirst she thought it were a bug, but when she got out of her seat to touch it, it wouldn't come off. Perhaps it were a stain.. She started scratching at the window and it wouldn't come off. It appeared to be getting bigger. . But what was it? She turned around to Carmize and said, "Kah-meez, what this?" but she ignored her and kept flipping through channels. "..Oh, it's probably a stain," she muttered. The others were obviously still in intense conversation. When she turned around, she saw a figure come out of the spot. What was it? But when she realized what it was it was too late. She choked, and wasn't able to scream or warn them. It was something flying at the window. As if it knew exactly where they were. It was planning on making a direct hit. The closer it got the better she could make out details. It's skin was pure white, but it's flesh was apparently rotting away like a zombie's. It wore a black outfit and was heading straight for her! It was probably something sent from Ryu, but Hakira didn't know that. [b][i]KRE-ESH![/i][/b] Glass shattered all around Hakira as it grabbed her by the neck and threw her to the ground.

OOC: Very nice way to keep the plot going, Ryu-sama. ---------- [i]"If only. . If Only. . I could just reach the lever. . then maybe..." The old man winced as he reached up for the lever that would open the door in the small compartment. Underneath him was his hand holding the wound in his gut. They wanted him dead. They wanted the experiment that would cause a shame to the vampyric race dead as well, though they couldn't find it. There was no scent of it anywhere in the laboratory. Out of disgust and rage they destroyed the lab, burning records and experiment logs, shattering windows and burning test tubes. They had knocked his desk over and left him there to die miserably with the wound. Luckily for him they hadn't found her. His love, his only love. Since his wife died before the new millenia, he had dedicated his own life to bringing back their daughter so their heritage wouldn't be stopped so short. He wanted the name Tsukinara to live on in many different cultures in the future; if humans and vampyres even had a future together. Once the lever was pulled, the door slowly came open. It wasn't that large at all, actually it looked like a capsule about five feet tall. Cold fog had come out and surrounded the ground below. It spread across the lab floor, then eventually disappeared as the creature inside began to awaken. As she blinked she focused her vision. A new world. Where was she? What is this? What were these surroundings? Were they real, or just data processed through her thoughts? Something she created? Ow, no. Not something she created. Definitely not after just about every muscle in her body began to cramp up. Her arms and legs were folded into her body uncomfortably inside of the giant tube. Stretching them out, she poked her head out and looked down. The first actual animated object she got to see. It was a man writing on a crumpled up piece of paper. It was hard for him to write because part of the paper was a little damp with blood. Around him there seemed to be a tiny pool of blood and he was using up all his strength to write this letter. She blinked again. She didn't know she were a female until after she took a look at some lab notes on his desk. Standing up out of the tube she stood there completely naked. She looked down at the man and knelt. He had finished writing the letter and gently let the pen roll out of his hand. Putting her hands on him, she gently rolled him over and took a good look at him. He looked at her and smiled so dearly. She was the spittin'-image of his daughter, Hikari. "I'm.. So.." his raspy voice managed to coin out, then exhale very suddenly with "Sorry.." Then he limped up and died. His eyes were still staring wide open at Hakira but now glossed over with a white film. She blinked, ignorant of anything known as death or related to. All she knew was she had to read, to actually find out what she was. But maybe she didn't need to do that, perhaps she could just wake this guy up and maybe he could tell her... She gently shook him but he didn't seem to acknowledge her presense. Again, she rocked him and he just bounced about in her arms. He wouldn't move. With a sigh she let him down, thinking he were asleep, and left his side to study his files and records. She never found them. What she did find though, was a velvet green journal. It was neatly wrapped in a silk hankercheif. She held it up and sniffed it, but when she turned it in her hands the hankercheif began to unfold. Eventually she learned how to open it, and began reading. What she learned about herself was that she was the very first bio-engineered version of a vampyre but she was a mix of a human and a cat. Turning even further into the journal, it had been stated that the reason she was created was because he wanted his daughter to live on. He had believed she would be born again in a new body that he would specially make just for her. She learned that the reason she had vampyric blood in her was to sustain her body and keep her immortal. This way his daughter would never die. Second of all, the reason she was a mix of a cat was because cats were Hikari's favourite animal out of the entire kingdoms. Also, to Dr. Kenji Tsukinara, Cats represented wisdom and fertility. He indeed, did count on having grandchildren. Shivering, she had wrapped herself with her arms and travels around the room, still reading the journal. She grabbed a white labcoat hanging from the coatrack and put it on. With a sigh she had dropped the journal. Crouching down she had placed her fingers on the journal, but found a picture of a family instead. It was Dr. Tsukinara in his younger years, with a daughter and a wife by his side. It was a lovely picture. She picked it up as she stood, and looked ahead of her at a full-length mirror. She stared at her own face for a moment, then back down at the girl in the picture. They looked exactly alike. "This is me..?" she thought. Before she woke up she kept hearing someone whisper her name, "Hakira, Hakira," and wouldn't leave her alone. Sometimes it were really low and the rest of the time they were really loud. It was when she finally opened her eyes that they went away. She wasn't so sure what she was, but she knew she'd name herself Hakira. Holding the crumpled note close, she shoved the journal and it into her pocket. Along with it, she picked up the frame and shook off the glass, then took out the picture and placed it in her pocket inside of the journal. So this was who she was ...[/i] --- ---- Hakira had gotten of Miazmodon and sat down next to the RV by the door and Chinkan. "What's sex?" she asked innocently, then suddenly she changed the subject, "..Where Ryu, nyo? Hakira miss Ryu." Hakira whimpered, flattening her ears on the back of her head. It was odd how attached she were to these people...well, except Miazmodon. There was just something about him that. .. It didn't matter. She'd get over it soon anyway. With a sigh she sat there in the RV next to Miazmodon without saying a word. Needless to say she wasn't uncomfortable either, it was so strange. She sat there and had her knees up, with her arms straight down the middle of them pressing her ankles into the seat. She glanced over at Miazmodon then jerked her eyes back down to the floor so he wouldn't notice her staring. Softly, her cheeks started to swell up in a pink mass, and the warmth spread from cheek to cheek over her nose and between her eyes. She didn't know what was going on, because she'd never felt this way before. It was the same feeling she felt when she held Carmize in her arms, although this one was stronger than before. He reminded her so much of Ryu, how he talked the way he swore at her... Maybe there could be something about them that makes them alike. Perhaps not. Maybe her imagination was getting the best of her. Loudly she sighed, forgetting that they could hear her. Her long brown hair waved a bit around her shoulders. --- By the time they had reached the park she was shoved into a room with Carmize. They had tried on several bathing suits and Carmize couldn't help but giggle the entire time. Hakira couldn't figure out why she was so happy and she didn't know what these strange garbs were. -- Walking outside her and Carmize hid from view of Chinkan and Aruzan. What they had planned on doing was having some fun before returning to their new-found 'god-parents'. Hakira cautiously stepped out of the locker room with Carmize. They were both sort of scared of the sunlight because they thought they would burn up. Carmize was especially afraid, she didn't fully understand what it meant to be a Yaksha-born. She simply thought that if you were a vampire you couldn't go out into the sun. She found out different, and liked it. They were walking along, still trying to hide from Aruzan and the others when they had found Miazmodon. Aruzan had found them and asked them to come out of hiding, then explained to them that they were going to a hotel first. As Chinkan inched in closer to Aruzan he told her that they couldn't bunk together because of the girls. Hakira found no problem with them doing that but she didn't understand what he meant by that either. Stepping out of the shade, Hakira's long hair fell down her back and her feet wore sandals. The ground was too hot for her to walk on, so Carmize suggested sandals. She also suggested a large whicker hat to hide her ears. It was so hard to hide her tail, so they didn't. In this day and age it was normal for people to have abnormalties with their bodies. There were many new creatures with tails and horns and whatnot but what they feared was being figured out she were actually a humanoid-cat. People had never seen one of those before, so they decided to keep a low profile on that. Other than that, Carmize was happy with the outfit she had picked for Hakira. It was an emerald green one-piece, that had a little yellow bow on each of her straps and a yellow skirt. The skirt wasn't long at all though because her hips were clearly visable. Instead of having pale skin like the other vampires, she looked rather tan in the sun. This struck a few unusual looks from the others but it was easily dismissed because they understood she wasn't a natural vampire. As soon as she saw Miazmodon she blushed again and crouched down to hide behind Carmize. She wasn't too sure what the others would think of her body because she was the only one who had seen it completely before. And she was sort of embarassed of her physique although it was made to perfection by Dr. Tsukinara. "Meow," she went as she waved her tail gently behind her on the ground.

Just so you know, I -am- Hakira.. --------------------- Hakira watched them in awe, then was hit in the back of the head with a water bottle Carmize had. She jerked around and rubbed the back of her neck, half-glaring, half-smiling at the young vamp. "Reow?" Hakira blinked, as Carmize gently fell into her. This made her blush and start purring unconsciously. She liked the warm touch of the girl, but if only she were older then maybe. ... Shaking her head, Hakira didn't know what she was thinking. It was sentimental nonsense! Dr. Tsukinara wouldn't want her to start melting this way, but somehow she couldn't help it because she'd never experienced this sort of thing before. It was so odd, yet so.. "Carmize, hand me a damp towel. He needs to break this fever or the poison will spread," Chinkan broke in, not taking her eyes off of Aruzan. Just as Hakira looked up, Carmize fell unconscious in her arms. Hakira's attention went back to Carmize. "Kah-meez?" She asked, sounding a little flustered with her speech. With a sigh, she tried to shake her gently, but realized that wouldn't work so she reached over Carmize and got out a towel from the medkit. She opened the bottle of water and started pouring some of it into the towel slowly. As Miazmodon walked into the RV Hakira jerked her sights up at him. The water kept pouring out of the bottle and finally dripping on the floor. She didn't even notice it spilling over, causing a puddle on the ground infront of Carmize and herself. Lowly, she hissed again and dropped the bottle, positioning Carmize safely away from her. She got on all fours and made a fowl face in Miazmodon's direction. She didn't trust him. Not at all. Her hissing began to sound like a snake's tongue slithering out of its mouth. If she wanted, her bite could be just as deadly. Quickly, Hakira leapt from her position and pounced into Miazmodon. She directly hit him in the chest so she could knock the air of him. Sitting there, ontop of him, she had him pinned down to the ground. Her hair hung wildly around her face. Miazmodon could feel her breathing on him and could hear that hiss that caused him to get shivers up and down his spine. Her eyes seemed deadly, as did the fangs that grew from her mouth. They grew over her lips, and from her appearance now, Miazmodon could easily mistake her for a sabertooth. "Hakira no trust him." Carmize ran out of the RV after Hakira, unable to move her from Miazmodon. "Ha--Hakira! Get off of him!" "Get that damn feline off of me!" Miazmodon scowled, only to have a hiss in return. ------------------ Just as the bra strap fell from her shoulder Carmize hopped up into view to get their attention. "Hey, if you hadn't noticed, Hakira is outside ontop of Miaz--zzzYaugh! Aruzan and Chinkan are having sex!!!" she squealed, as she glimpsed back and forth from Chinkan and Aruzan. Ducking her head out of view she ran out of the RV to announce to anyone that would listen just outside. "Aruzan and Chinkan are gettin' their freak on! Everybody! Listen up! Aruzan and Chinkan are. . ." She went on and on to announce it, just as any other young and naive child would. Hakira grumbled, still having Miazmodon pinned to the ground.