♠ The Lost -- »Open and Accepting« ♠

[lauralou96]

《☆》▬▬▬▬▬▬Thanatos ♥Musso ▬▬▬▬▬
xoxoxoxo▶ ▷ the local Tailor ◁ ◀

Thanatos walked outside of the brides room, he knew the bride well,he knocked before walking in, the bride was trying on her dress " well don't you look smashing" he said, still acting.She ran over, wrapping her arms around him "oh Thanatos, it beautiful" she said " I'm pleased to hear that, I worked hard on it" he said, sliding he hand up her back, pulling a knife out of his sleeve as he id so, his hand reached her neck " farewell" he whispered, running the knife across her neck, it poured of blood, she fell to the floor, dead instantly " it was nice knowing you" he said, placing the knife back in his sleeve then leaving the room, emotionless.

❝Any man can achive
greatness,but only the smart
can keep it in hand"❞
☾•☽

[HaruhiFugioka1234]

Clover had waited outside the door for a bit before she gave up.
Then she turned around and flipped her hair over to one side, making it so that the wound right on shoulder could be seen.
It had happened when she was working, she had accidently dropped a can.
The can had fallen on her shoulder, causing a cut. She moved her hand to her shoulder and then slowly took it away.
When she looked at it, she saw blood.
She walked slowly away from the Smith's house, with her wound re-opened, but she wasn't worried....
Even though the smell of her blood was something that was way to tempting for vampires.
It always had been and always will be.

((edited.))

[H Fujioka]

† Damien Cross †

As Mr. Smith walked out, Damien smiled and clapped. "It's perfect. Now, about that collar." He walked over and bent, revealing fangs at Mr. Smith as he smiled wickedly. "Too bad. It's the wrong color." He bit down, shoving a ball down the man's throat so he resisted screaming. Satisfied, Damien threw the dead corpse to the ground.

"I like blood red better," he sneered. Then, he smelled the air, Clover's blood. With great resistance, he stayed put. But it couldn't be held. He lunged out the door in a second and grabbed Clover, hiding in an allyway with her, lips at her neck.

"What is this?" he said, smelling the blood from her shoulder.

[HaruhiFugioka1234]

Clover was suprised by Damien's grip and his agility.
"I...well..I hurt myself at work, it's nothing really."
Then she looked down at her feet, trying to keep her fear from showing.

[H Fujioka]

† Damien Cross †

"You should be more careful," Damien said, licking the blood from her shoulder slowly. Delicious. He removed his tounge and smirked. "it's a strange town. Someone might hurt you."

Then, he licked the remaining blood for her shoulder, making sure not to kill her. "Someone like me."

[HaruhiFugioka1234]

Clover blushed when he licked the blood from her shoulder.
"Sorry, but you can't and I know you won't hurt me."
Then she turned around slowly to face him, her face centimeters from his.
She smiled at him, knowing he was confused about what she had just said.

[H Fujioka]

† Damien Cross †

"As long as you don't speak of this," Damien started. "Then I won't kill you. But I can't guarentee your safety." He licked her blood again, dodging her phycology.

"You should know better then to try and confuse me," he said. "I'm four-hundred eighteen."

[HaruhiFugioka1234]

"Oh, really, you don't look it," she said smiling.
Then she noticed his beautiful, bright red eyes.
The were alluring, she could see any girl falling under Damien's will.
Then she closed her eyes and let herself go, laying delicately in Damien's arms.

[H Fujioka]

† Damien Cross †

Breathing an odd aroma towards her nose, he made her pass out as he picked up up, licking her arm before he went out. In a flash, he was home, and Clover was laying on the bed. His home?

The old mansion. He had wrapped up Clover's arm, and was now hovering over her, watching her sleep. She'd awake in a minute or so, and he'd be waiting.

[HaruhiFugioka1234]

Clover woke up, slightly dizzy.
She then realised where she was, that old mansion she had always admired.
She tried to sit up, with no luck..
She then noticed that damien was right next to her and smiled at him.

[H Fujioka]

† Damien Cross †

"You've awaken," he said, sitting back in the chair. "Comfy?"

[HaruhiFugioka1234]

"Yeah, I'm fine. What about you?"
Then she finally had enough strength to sit up.
"So, how am I going to explain to my parents that I never got to talk to Mr. and Mrs. Smith?"

[H Fujioka]

† Damien Cross †

"I'll arrange that," Damien said simply, standing, ignoring the first question. "Speaking of, no one will be talking to the Smiths. They've... moved."

A bit of a lie that was undetected but, yes, they did move to Hell, so to speak.