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Promethea Escaping Soul

Number of posts: 41 Age: 100 Location: Pandora's Temple Registration date: 2008-09-07
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Wed Mar 04, 2009 9:58 pm | |
| Alex's head jerked back as the bullet hit him. His vision fogged, and his senses swirled. Alden lunged again, a cry of fury escaping his thin body. He landed directly on top of Alex, his jaws snapping closed reflexively on Alex's windpipe. His black eyes went wide, the pupils shrinking into pinpricks in a new vast sea of blue. He shouted and screamed soundlessly at Alden, whose face was pulled into an ugly mask of hatred. He gnawed and gnashed at Alex's throat, blood splattering across his young face and onto the carpet. Alex flopped, his hands scrabbling against Alden's hoodie, and finding no purchase. His movements slowed, and he stilled. His eyes were still wide went Alden pulled away, staring at him in disbelief and astonishment. Alden straightened up, his hair tangled and in his eyes, his lips and chin smeared with blood and flesh. The scent of gore filled the room, like a slaughterhouse.
"Go to a hotel Mom, I'll find you and see you in a little while," he said calmly, in a very manly voice. Alden stepped over Alex and went upstairs, pulling off his shirt and throwing it in the garbage on the way. He needed to take a shower.
Caleb sputtered, watching Lilith go. His hand closed reflexively on the ring, and he looked up at his brother, who looked like he wanted to be sick. The slap did not affect him. He felt angry, but would not dare to show it. He was terrified of Carlos' reaction, truthfully. Caleb bowed his head. Carlos snorted, lip curling. "That's disgusting. I wouldnt even do such a thing, you know. A little girl, Caleb. Not a woman, who will actually cook and clean and care for you. Just a little whore who only knows one way to please a guy, and for limited time only," he said venemously, balling his clawed fists. Carlos felt a stinging, lightning bolt of pain in his neck, and gasped. He leaned against the bed, eyes swimming with tears. He arched, and fell to his knees, a low cry sounding in his throat. It felt like someone was ripping his soul away... "Alex...is...dead," he gasped, as the pain faded. He held his knees, gulping the air, anger momentarily forgotten. "Lilith needs to get her sister," |
|  | | Vindicated Escaping Soul
Number of posts: 37 Age: 18 Location: The Ghetto... Capitol Heights. Registration date: 2008-09-07
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Thu Mar 05, 2009 2:45 am | |
| She stared.. He.. he..was dead.. Tears Fell From her eyes as She gazed at him. Blood Covering his once Perfect Face.. She Kissed his Mangled lips, Brushing the Blood from her Mouth as She Walked upstairs... Getting the Pictures He had taken of them Over the years.. She put them All in a Huge Suitcase.. packing her Clothes up with it.. She looked to Alden.. even though he was Covered in blood, She Walked over and held him tight. "Thank you for protecting me Alden.." she said in such a loving Voice.. wondering if her Son would Love her now.. or if She would have to fight the Battle alone... She Changed her clothes and headed to the motel..\ Lilith Stared at the wall... lord... She had lost her husband.. her Best friend.. Her..her World.. She Wanted to just hold Dylan.. Hug her tight and never let her go. She Missed Caleb.. And Dylan always Made things better.. With her Bright smile.. her Fathers Eyes.. She Held to the Pillow Tight, Tears Falling to the Pillow.. Little Did she know That her Sister Just lost the Love of her Life.. but in a permanent way.. |
|  | | Promethea Escaping Soul

Number of posts: 41 Age: 100 Location: Pandora's Temple Registration date: 2008-09-07
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Fri Mar 06, 2009 11:19 pm | |
| Alden made his way slowly up the stairs, nodding as his mother thanked him. He watched her leave, and looked at the lone, maimed carcass in the hallway. He could smell it, see it when he closed his eyes, and a crazed hunger uncoiled in his pit. His fangs itched, as if they weren't long enough already and needed to grow. Alden ran his tongue across his blood stained lips, shivering at the sweet taste. He must be careful, he couldn't lose control or he would hurt. He couldn't hurt, that was bad.
Alden undressed and went to the shower, turning the water on so that it burned and turned his skin red and angry and raw. He washed away the blood, and looked at the white scars raised above his skin like ancient ruins. He felt ancient, or was it the monster that felt ancient? He wasn't sure. Alden ended the shower, dressed in fresh clothes, and slowly made his way downstairs. He passed a mirror and noticed the change that had become in just a few hours. His skin had cleared, and looked flawless and bright. His eyes were large blue sapphires, picking up the light and reflecting it selfishly. His hair looked shiny, and it's normal red-brown. He could no longer see his ribs when he looked under his shirt, but smooth, muscled skin. Alden looked back over at the body, like an afterthought, it was already wasted looking. Alden left the house.
As he made his way down the block, following the scent his Mother's perfume left behind, he noticed two girls from his school. Hannah Abbot and Molly Pace. Both popular cheerleaders, pretty and blond and perfect. They smiled at him, looking confused. "Is that Alden Evans?" Molly whispered. They waved, and Alden gave them a small smile. If only they knew.
Alden picked up another scent as he neared the motel. Similar to Angeles' but more rough, and definetely angry, not in despair. Lilith. He followed it, noting his mother's car. She was here too then. Alden made his way to Lilith's room and paused by the door. He knocked once, the slipped a clawed finger into the lock. It slipped open and the door went ajar. Lilith looked vacant, and ready to cry. "Aunt Lilith?" he asked, unsure.
As the sun set, Alex's conscious floated. He had lost, how could he? To a boy...his boy. No, that was not his child. Not his demon seed. But he could remember, the small little baby, chewing on his fingers with happy pink cheeks. Who are you, Alex Evans? Who are you? He wanted to bite, to rip, to tear and kill. But he wanted...to live. He was in his body, but could not move. Smells, of Alden and Angel everywhere. Shadows laying casually across the room, blanketing him. He wanted to move. The sound of a basketball outside, whup whup whup. The sound of cicadas singing. Who are you Alex Evans? Alex screamed inwardly, letting it echo around his mind. He was haunting himself. He could feel the blood drying around the gaping hole in his throat. |
|  | | Vindicated Escaping Soul
Number of posts: 37 Age: 18 Location: The Ghetto... Capitol Heights. Registration date: 2008-09-07
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Sat Mar 07, 2009 3:08 am | |
| She smiled gently, "oh..hi love." She said softly.. not like Lil at all. Usually she was so... friendly and open and inviting and hyper. Now she was just kind.. dead looking. "how are you doing?" She said in another soft voice, looking up at Alden and stood up. "Your getting so handsome.. your a spitting image of your father yet have nothing but your mother running through you." She said gently as She hugged him. "your mother loves you so much.. she would do anything for you." And She had.. by proving she would kill her husband for her son... no matter how much her son hated her most times. She walked back over and sat on the bed.. staring at the all again. Broken. Angel Sighed as she put away alden's Clothes too, Hanging up a Few pictures of when they were actually happy. She stared at one of Alex and her... back When Alden was still Behaving and Growing up.. He was 4 at the time so Angel had almost no stress. The picture Just radiated Happiness Between her and Alex.. She Searched the picture to try and find the monster he was When he died.. but she couldn't Find it... She sighed and Closed her eyes.. She couldnt wait for Alden to come to her. Maybe things would be Different now. |
|  | | Emmetsgirl Free Soul

Number of posts: 88 Age: 19 Location: In Men-suck-land Registration date: 2008-05-08
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Mon Mar 09, 2009 6:38 am | |
| Velexia rushed to Carlos' side and looked at him.
"Are you okay Carlos?" The intial shock faded and she listened to his words. "D-dead?" Her voice was shocked and it shook. "How, how did it happen, Carlos?" Velexia took Carlos' hand in her own and looked up at him. Her face was confused and curious. She was always curious, it was a part of her childhood that had never left her._________________ www.zenhex.com/zenhex/forumsdisplay.php?fid=33 This is the site I roleplay on, best site in the freaking world!! Succubus blues my new favorite series!! Yay Richelle Mead! Succubus heat was amazing! Finished it in 7 hours! |
|  | | Promethea Escaping Soul

Number of posts: 41 Age: 100 Location: Pandora's Temple Registration date: 2008-09-07
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Tue Mar 17, 2009 7:54 pm | |
| As the shadows stretched themselves across his stiff, unmoving body, Alex could feel the despair he had caused. He could see their pictures on the walls, plastered with big fake smiles and veneered into flawlessness. In his mind, he drifted. He could see Carlos, experiencing the same pain but only a fraction of it. He hated Carlos, who had been locked away and made into a beast, but still had everything to live for. A pale white spider danced across his lips, and Alex could feel his sanity begin to fray.
Carlos shook his head, clearing it of the mental image. He had been laying in the Evan's living room, unable to move. "He..he's not dead. He's paralyzed somehow. I think him and Alden fought, and Alden made it so he can't move. But he can see and think. He's beginning to go insane," he said, grabbing for Valexia's small porcelain hand. He could feel some sorrow, although he was mostly glad that the enemy was gone. But so was his bestfriend.
He turned to Caleb. "So now, what will you do? Stay with your slut or go mend your wife's broken heart?"
Alden could smell the sadness on his aunt. He rested his head on her shoulder, listening to her soft thought patterns. He did not sift through them and listen, but let them act as his background noise while he thought on his own. |
|  | | Vindicated Escaping Soul
Number of posts: 37 Age: 18 Location: The Ghetto... Capitol Heights. Registration date: 2008-09-07
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Wed Mar 18, 2009 1:12 am | |
| She Held Alden tight.. Crying into his shoulder as she did. She Missed Caleb so much... She really Did. But Caleb didnt want her at all. She Sighed and Looked to Alden, Brushing her tears Away. "Go to Your mother.. She needs you." She said Softly as She Kissed his Forehead.(sorry There was nothin for me to really Respond to.) |
|  | | Promethea Escaping Soul

Number of posts: 41 Age: 100 Location: Pandora's Temple Registration date: 2008-09-07
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Wed Mar 25, 2009 8:00 pm | |
| Alden patted Lilith's back awkwardly, flitting through her mind and seeing all the pain Caleb had caused. He stopped and switched to Caleb's mind, which had no barriers and was rather morbid to look through. It was like walking through a plague-infested alley way, with slender feeble strands of sunlight trying to break through. That sunlight was Lilith, who had now left him. The other woman, a girl really had now taken place and rooted into his mind like deadly nightshade. She was not particularly pretty, and had no brains or none of the talent his aunt had. Alden pulled away from Caleb's mind, feeling naseous. He leaned his chin against her shoulder, and with his new power pulled away some of her sorrow and depression and replaced it with good memories of her sister and himself. "Don't worry aunt Lil," he said, hugging her tight, "Everything will get better now...maybe you can be with me and Mom," he said as he left the room. He hadn't even stepped away from Lilith, and his presence still lingered around her like a warm blanket.
Alden stepped into his mother's room, watching her cautiously. "Aunt Lilith is here, Mom. I think she really needs us," he said, cocking his head to the side.
Carlos did not wait for Caleb's reaction, he grabbed Valexia's hand again, which seemed lost compared to his own, and went for Miranda. "Come on sweetie, we should go and start living. There is too much dying here," |
|  | | Vindicated Escaping Soul
Number of posts: 37 Age: 18 Location: The Ghetto... Capitol Heights. Registration date: 2008-09-07
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Thu Mar 26, 2009 2:28 am | |
| Lilith On Cheered Up a Fraction of an Inch.. She Wasn't So Deadly Emo now... She Sighed and Sat on the Bed. "I will come over later." She said Softly. She Gazed at a picture She Brought of him and her When she Was pregnant with their Daughter.. one with their Daughter a year Ago too.. She Sighed heavily.. God He was So in love with her... He seemed to want her and Be with her.. and Devoted to her. Her Hand Felt so empty Without the Ring... She turned and Stared At the phone.. praying For him to Call and want her Back.. Want her to Come home.. to apologize And to leave teaching and work somewhere else... Or not Even work at all.. She didn't Even know if Working Was a Good thing For him.. She didn't trust him All that much anymore Now.Angel looked down at her Son. "Lilly is Here? Wow.." She said Softly as She Hugged Alden. "Thank you So much.." She said Softly as She Held Alden To her.. this Was The First time She was Able to Do this To her son when he WASNT sleeping.. |
|  | | Emmetsgirl Free Soul

Number of posts: 88 Age: 19 Location: In Men-suck-land Registration date: 2008-05-08
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Sat Mar 28, 2009 9:50 pm | |
| "Carlos, I am yours, only and truly." Velexia said as she kissed his hand. "You are the only one that I will ever want and when you aren't near me my world feels incomplete. Your daughter and I will go where you choose to. Italy can be a fresh start for us away from all the drama and you can watch your daughter grow up and become the wonderful women I know that she will. And you can be with me." She lowered her eyes. "If you want to. I'm not going to make you come to Italy with me if you'd rather not." She sighed slightly. "But we could get to know each other again."_________________ www.zenhex.com/zenhex/forumsdisplay.php?fid=33 This is the site I roleplay on, best site in the freaking world!! Succubus blues my new favorite series!! Yay Richelle Mead! Succubus heat was amazing! Finished it in 7 hours! |
|  | | Promethea Escaping Soul

Number of posts: 41 Age: 100 Location: Pandora's Temple Registration date: 2008-09-07
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Wed Apr 15, 2009 7:38 pm | |
| Carlos looked at Valexia like she had hit him. He opened his mouth, and no sound came out. Not go to Italy? Not be with her and Miranda? What had possessed this woman? He closed his mouth, feeling foolish suddenly. “Of course I want to go, where else on earth do I belong?” he asked, feeling the question was unnecessary. He also felt like she was right. Her words rang true and he knew that the past fourteen years had created a giant rift valley between them. He felt terrible and needy and in love again all at the same time. Alden patted his mother’s back, her smell lingering in his sensitive nostrils. Something was nagging at the back of his mind, and he closed his eyes. A brief image of him standing over two graves, side by side filled his mind. He was still the same, stuck at fifteen. Forever beautiful and forever a child. Alden flinched away from his mother as he reopened his eyes. His lips tugged down at the corners, a line etching itself into his marble skin on his forehead. “Mom, when you…die…I will be alone. It will be just me, and nobody else,” he said sadly, biting his lip till thin rivers of blood filled his mouth.
The computers in the laboratory were going berserk. It seemed the test subject had gotten into a nasty fight. The scientist sat, fingers clicking on the keyboard with a manic life of their own. He had to reprogram him, fast. If this failed…he could not fail. Not until he had Carlos back.
Alex’s mind had begun to shift uneasily between dreams and memories. Now, he was seeing the melancholy stretch of hallway in La Push (too much twilight lol) High School. People swarmed the small grey space, and laughter and chatter filled the air. Lockers slammed and he could hear whispers as he passed. Girls stared, watching him with greedy intensity. Those eyes, how could anyone avoid those eyes? Alex saw a ripple in the crowd, and it parted, a young long-haired Carlos emerging with Caleb in tow. Carlos wore tight pants with vicious tears in the knees that were not intentional. His shirt, a black one, clung to his chest which was pale and smooth, with athletic muscle beginning to show underneath. His eyes met Alex’s and Alex was thrown into another memory.
Eyes so dark you couldn’t see the pupil. He knew those slit like pupils were focused on him though. The snake was long and fat, well fed off of the rats that roamed the dirty trailer park. Its head was raised, mouth open showing fangs. Venom rolled from its mouth in rancid milky gobs. His legs were putty; he couldn’t run if he tried. The creature knew, and began to slide forward. Like lightening, Carlos was there. He grabbed the snake swiftly, his fingers clutched under its jaw, making it useless. The serpent’s tail lashed back and forth, enraged and embarrassed hisses echoing off the rusting hulking metal of the trailer homes. Carlos stared at it calmly, his eyes dancing with their own bottomless black light. Something about him looked hungry, and Alex suddenly felt sick. He was thrown back into time again.
Her eyes, they were light blue like periwinkles. She passed him, her strawberry blond hair swept over her shoulder. Her smell, lavender and something sweet lingered in his nose. The fine hairs on his neck prickled. Like a zombie, his legs suddenly jerked him forward, making him follow her. She had stopped at her locker, in the lonely hallway. The garish lights hurt his head, made his stomach turn. “Hi Angeles,” he managed, smiling awkwardly. Her belly was getting bigger. He had overheard some boys in the locker room talking about it. They had said bad things, dirty things, and some even wanted to hurt her. Her light eyes turned up to him, and they were not the same as the others. She gave him a polite smile, “I’m sorry, do I know you?” she asked her voice soft and feathery. He blushed, and his eyes dropped down to her stomach. A baby was in there, forming, the spawn of some pervert… Her cornflower eyes narrowed. “What are you staring at?” she said angrily, slamming the locker and hurrying off. His heart leapt and impaled itself on one of his ribs.
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|  | | Vindicated Escaping Soul
Number of posts: 37 Age: 18 Location: The Ghetto... Capitol Heights. Registration date: 2008-09-07
 | Subject: Re: Sierra Madre Thu Apr 16, 2009 1:23 am | |
| Angel pulled her son back.. Alex Bit her... So.. She should Still be a Vampire. "Hunny.. your dad Bit me. Im not sure how All this works..." She said Softly, She didn't Know much about this Vampire stuff. She Smiled and looked into Alden's eyes, Seeing his Father Deep in his eyes.. "You are my pride and joy you know that?" She said Softly as She ran her fingers through his hair.. "Even when you were Making life for me a living hell and things." She said as She looked down with a Sigh.. She still wish She Could have produced him a baby brother or sister... She really wanted another one, but now since her Body had Become.. this.. She would never have the Chance to have another. "I love you hunny." She said softly as She Hugged him tight to her, "and i will never leave you. No matter what, I will always be with you."Lilith sighed and Curled up on the bed, Staring at the ceiling, wondering where Caleb was and if he was ever going to come See her... She Just... Closed her eyes, a tear Slipped Down her Face as She Sighed. |
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