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Long ago, there was a great war between man kind and the vampires. This of course was a secret history that no one need know of. However, it did happen, and it drove the two worlds apart, aside from one little instance.

Deep down in the dungeons of an old forgotten castle, there rests one of the greatest vampire to ever exist. She was so legendary that her name could not even be written down in records kept by humans without bursting into flames. This vampire's name was Ezail (Ee-zay-il) and it was the responsibility of one human bloodline to keep watch over her sleeping corpse. It's only a matter of time until Ezail wakes up. Who will be there to greet her?

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                                                        ❥Location: Ezail's Room
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                                                        ❥Emotion: Fighting to stay conscious until I get home
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                                                      tab Constance Evan Ryubai, local heart-throb of all high school and college girls alike, and yet slave to one that none of them knew about. That's right. It was the Ryubai family who's shoulders it fell upon to take care of the "sleeping" vampire down in the underground chambers deep in the forest away from civilization. It seemed like a rather odd kind of thing. The guy had been taking care of what was essentially a dead body for most of his life, and yet still managed to be popular and have no one know his family secret. Though, that was not the only secret the heart-throb was hiding. Not by a long shot.

                                                      tab Constance was born ill, not that you could tell by looking at him today, but his physical body is weak, even if it appears healthy with it's lean and toned muscles. Every day was a struggle for the male to keep a smile on his face and pretend he wasn't fighting to stay on his own two feet, but some days, he just lost it and would collapse. Today, happened to be one of those days.

                                                      tab The tall and slender figured hurried it's way home as fast as it could after an eventful day at high school, luckily, his last year. He had duties he knew he needed to attend to before he could give in to his body's desire and will to collapse. Fighting, and sweating like made he dashed through the forest and down into the tunnels below where he could find the sleeping "monster" that once lived in that place. In the casket that he cared for was suppose to be a creature of legendary proportions. A pureblood vampire, in all it's strength. However, whenever Constance gazed upon her "resting" figure, he couldn't see anything dangerous about her. She was frail, thin, and appeared quite delicate... But then again, he appeared strong and that was not at all true.

                                                      tab Making his way into the room that held Ezail's casket, he nearly collapsed upon coming in the door but caught himself on the wall. "Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope," he said to himself before he groaned slightly trying to get himself stable on his feet again. He needed to check on the girl and make sure everything was clean before he could allow his body to fail him. With any luck, nothing would have changed and he could just touch things up and then collapse on the floor for a few hours of recovery time. No one knew really what caused this in regards to the boy's health, the there was no question as to the severity of the situation for those who knew of it. This was one of the main reasons Constance did not date, aside from the obvious cat fights that would ensue, along with his obligation to serve Ezail first and foremost.

                                                      tab Once he regained enough strength to stand properly without the aid of the wall, he moved over to the casket, lightly drawing his fingers over the flower petals that surrounded her. He never completely understood why he needed to make sure they were always there, but at least it did ensure a pleasant aroma around the vampire at all times. "You know Ezail. I think you're gonna be the death of me someday if I keep this up... Either that, or you're the only thing keeping me alive," he muttered before he went about his business fixing her hair, making sure she and everything around was clean, before he leaned slightly on her casket, a dizzy spell taking him over. 'No, no, no, no, no... Body... Come on...' he thought as he lightly closed his eyes, trying to get a hold of things before he could collapse. Thus far it was working, but he didn't know how much longer he could take it.

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Ezail laid in her coffin in the dungeon under a castle, her graceful features quietly resting and never once stirring, not even when she felt a presence touch te petals, she was not awake but she was getting there, how long had it been since the war? Was it still going? Those questions would have to be answered soon enough as the rose petals that surrounded her frail looking body putting a contrast on her pale looking skin started their slow process of withering as she felt her body wake up more. What of the side that she had fought so bravely for to survive? Had the human race died off?

What had seemed like hours had only realistically taken a few minutes for the rose petals to wither away and lose their vibrant red colour. She was almost back to her naturally pale colours and almost looked the same as she did in the paintings up in the main castle, her eyes fluttered slightly to open and look at the male that was leaning over the casket, why was he leaning over the casket? A face so close to her, she looked up at him meekly then sat up.
The male looked rather handsome, but there was something off about him. What was it? Ezail really had no idea as she looked around the rather clean room, was this the boy that had been taking care of her the whole time? Was his family line been told to watch over her? Her platinum blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face beautifully, she just stared at him, afraid to speak.

What if he was like her family that may be asleep, dormant? She opened her mouth, wanting to ask questions, but nothing came out, so she closed her mouth and tried again. “Who art thou?” She asked curiously, tilting her head to the side gently like a little porcelain doll or china doll. Her voice was as gentle as the wind and as calming as the oceans that surrounded everything.

Her body began sinking back into the casket, she blinked not knowing what was happening, was her body still that weak? Well, she supposed so since she still had no blood nutrients going through her body. “Forgive me.” She said reaching out to the males neck and caressing it gently pulling him gently closer and when he was closer she felt her fangs extend out a bit and bit into his neck, drawing out his life essence, or in this case his blood. Blood was the thing Ezail needed to live and survive in this world.

The effects that went through the person when she bit them was different each time, sometimes people clung to her to finish drinking from them, drain them dry or be in pure bliss when was bitten. When she had enough blood, she pulled out her fangs and looked at the boy, she hadn’t taken that much out as her big doe eyes watched him.

She looked down at her clothes that felt suffocating in her opinion, give her back her old clothes of gowns any day. She was showing more than what was required for someone of her race, she was showing her legs, her ankles and what were these clothes? The thought boggled her mind, but she pushed it out of her mind. Dropping her hand from the others neck, she looked around the rather clean room. “What is thy year?” She asked, holding her body up gently as she tried getting out, but couldn’t exactly do it, she tried standing up, but she couldn’t do it and fell back down, he body still waking up.

She blinked two times as she looked down at her body, growling at it as she tried again. She stood up and got one foot out of the casket before she clumsily tripped and fell almost into the wall. Before wshe caught herself and blushed, grabbing the short dress sort of thing she was wearing and gripped the bottom of it tightly hoping to make it longer or to cover up her posterior. “Sorry for asking questions, but has thy sun gone down?” She asked, turning around slowly and looked at the male.

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                                                        ❥Location: Ezail's Room
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                                                      tab The room was spinning as he leaned on the coffin, trying to focus on making it stop, but it wasn't really happening until the girl spoke out words and his eyes shot open, peering down at her. Much to his surprise, she was conscious and staring up at him. It was no surprise at all that her gaze was faint and meek at this point as god only knew how long she had rested there, lifeless inside that coffin. However, what was surprising slightly was the way she phrased her question. It was not modern English really, it was an antiquated style of speaking, but after some contemplation, it made enough sense since she had been asleep for hundreds of years. She didn't know how spoken language had evolved... And before he could managed to open his mouth to speak words, she reached up and gently pulled him closer to her before sinking her fangs into his neck.

                                                      tab What happened was a total shock to Constance's system. His physical form which had nearly collapsed from a loss of energy moments early was filled with a sensation of something rushing through his system. He could feel his blood pulsing through every vein and artery as she drained the fluid from his system, but also added something else, her toxin. Vampire toxins varietied vampire to vampire, and the effects, bite to bit and victim to victim. In Mr. Heart-throb's case, however, it seemed to have both a soothing effect, and an energizing one. His arms tensed, holding the vampire against him as she drank from him, and when she stopped, it felt like his heart was racing as if he had just run laps around the track, endorphins flooding his body making him feel alive, awake, and alert.

                                                      tab Constance only managed to get himself back together, his hand reaching up to touch where he had been bitten moments before, as she asked what year it was. "My name is Constance Evan Ryubai. It's the year 2015. I'd venture to say you've been asleep for a long time Lady Ezail," he replied with a gentle smile, standing up straight now, fine on his own. He then offered her a hand to help her out of the casket and onto her own too feet since that appeared to be her wish, but she was already on that mission already and managed to get out, but stumbled and fell towards the wall, much like he had only a few minutes earlier.

                                                      tab The reality of this situation was completely and totally unbelievable to the male. Since the age of five he had been coming down here to help take care of Ezail. When he turned eight and his father died from the family illness it became his sole responsibility to care for her and the place where she resided. It was his purpose in life and the only thing that kept his going on the day that his illness affected him the most.

                                                      tab She drew his attention to her once more when she spoke, asking about the sun. First he checked his watch, then he whipped out his smart phone and checked what time the sun was to set that day. It would be completely down in about five minutes since it was winter now. "It will be by the time we could manage to wonder back out of this place, but... It's a little cold out, so it would probably be better for you if you wore a little more than what you are wearing now," he explained before he moved over towards a wardrobe that happened to be in the room and opened it up. It was filled with clothes for this time period so that if she should awaken during this time period, she would blend in a little better. "I couldn't help but notice you're a little uncomfortable with your current attire any though, so maybe it being winter is for the best," he said with a charming smile before he pulled out a few different winter options from the wardrobe for her.

                                                      tab Setting the clothing down on the coffin he started to move towards the door, "I'll give you some privacy to change," but it wasn't like he hadn't seen her nude before. To most people it would seem disrespectful, but it was just a part of making sure she stayed clean. He and his mother, after his father passed, gave the girl a proper bath once a month and changed her clothes as well to ensure she was not in a state if disarray if she woke up. Anyways, he wouldn't tel her that he had seen all of her unless she specifically brought it up.

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                                                Looking at the person that was tall, slender and obviously strong in front of her, she heard the name Ryubai, keeping hold of her skirt as she tried to keep it down in earnest, she tried to remember why the last name Ryubai had sounded so familiar, at least it rung bells in her mind very faintly. Her head snapped back as she heard the year, it was 2015? How much time had elapsed? Probably at best 2,000 years or more, then what she heard last made her freeze, she was not used to being addressed as ‘Lady’ Ezail, the word lady was never a term to define with Ezail, she was the one who was always ignored in the family, the one no one cared about or listened to when she had ideas, Ezail was more like a broken doll who only ever got knocked around from here to there.

                                                She didn’t speak much, her opinions never heard or listened to, so why waste breath that was never going to be heard in the first place? She looked to the side and down to the floor, uncomfortable even being here. Why was she awake? Was something happening to the world once again? What was the state of the castle above her? So many questions entered her mind

                                                Yet all were dispelled when the male said those next words "It will be by the time we could manage to wonder back out of this place, but... It's a little cold out, so it would probably be better for you if you wore a little more than what you are wearing now," her eyes watched him move about the room curiously to a wardrobe that was here. There was a wardrobe here? In the dungeon? She looked around the bland room and saw that there was no torture devices hanging from the walls anymore which made her feel a bit more relaxed about everything that he was doing. She moved over to the casket and had a look at the clothes picked out for her. Was this boy trying to make her feel comfortable around him? Was he hoping to sneak a peek at her by doing this?

                                                Shaking her head to rid her head of vile thoughts, she turned and pouted at the other, trying to figure him out. Why was he helping her? Why was he being so kind to her? She didn’t understand it at all as her platinum blonde hair fell around her body ever so gently. Looking at her piles of clothing that laid out before her, she picked a pile that had a pair of jeans, boots, long sleeved shirt and a white plush jacket.

                                                Looking at the jeans, she wondered how on earth she was going to put them on, she stared at them weirdly wondering how she was going to do it. She watched him head out the door and proceeded to get out of these suffocating clothes that she was put into.

                                                “How on earth am I going to do this?” She asked to herself as she got out of the school clothes that she was in. Putting the shirt on, she did it quickly and efficiently, doing her best not to tear the delicate fabric. Putting one leg into one of the leg holes, she hopped around the place awkwardly trying to put her other leg into the other hole. Biting her bottom lip she finally got it after hopping around the place and almost falling over here and there as she then put the boots on. Putting the jacket on, her hair looked a tiny bit dishelved and under her shirt as she went out of the dungeon and closed the door behind her and looked at Constance, “shall we go?” She asked gently as she pulled the white jacket around her gently.

                                                “So how long have you been taking care of me?” She asked nervously trying to start conversation as they started the walk out of the dungeon and into the outside world. It didn’t take long and Ezail wasn’t that much of a talker because of all the times she was pushed to the side all of her life and not listening to her.

                                                “Where do you live? May I see it?” She asked once they left the castle, she hesitated going into the remaining sunlight, not sure whether to test the theory if the sun going down was less harmless as it was in the burning crisp of day. She looked out across the woods, the ground and leaves were practically covered in snow, her gaze went up to the window that belonged to her old room, thinking of how many times she wanted to go in the snow but always felt like a prisoner in her house. Coming back to the present, she looked out in front of her and grasped Constance’s arm and then walked in front of him, touching the white dot that fell on her nose, seeing the intricate design of the snowflake, she was entranced by it. Not knowing what to do, she giggled and spun around in the show, twirling and dancing in the snow.

                                                Following Constance, she saw his house, it was beautiful, far more beautiful than any castle that she was put into. The castle was where everyone was dysfunctional and ignored you, this place seemed more homey to her and everything than what her original home was.

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                                                        ❥Location: Ezail's Room >> Home
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                                                      tab The Ryubai family had been taking care of Ezail for generations, ever since she first fell into her deep slumber. The person who first started this trend was Yuuki Ryubai, an unusually kind of man who happened to have loved the girl, even though whether the feeling was mutual or not was still unknown at her time of rest. From him, he passed the duty on to his brother, and from there it carried on down the line going from male heir to male heir to take care of the sleeping girl whom they kept down in the dungeon for her safety.

                                                      tab Once outside, Constance could hear the struggle that was Ezail trying to put on modern clothes. He smiled and chuckled softly to himself as he wasn't really surprised. Women probably didn't wear pants back in the days when she was last awake. He thought of that only after he had already taken out clothes for her to wear. Though, in all fairness, had she worn a skirt, she would surely be cold as it was in fact winter outside, and thus, very cold.

                                                      tab When she came back out and they started on their way out, she asked how long he had been taking care of her. "Between twelve and thirteen years I suppose... Though I use to just help Dad when he was still around," he explained as they moved along down the tunnels. Constance couldn't help but notice a few things now. First was that Ezail seem to not be much of a conversationalist, which was a bit surprising considering she was supposed to have been an aristocrat of sorts back in her day. He would have thought her to be charming and witty in the way she conversed, but she seemed more reserved and reluctant to speak.

                                                      tab The next thing he noticed was how he was not experiencing close to no symptoms of his illness. Glorious as this was, he was starting to wonder why exactly that was. Did it perhaps have something to do with her bite? That had to be it since there was basically no other explanation. If it weren't for that he would be passed out on the floor by now, struggling to breathe properly before completely blacking out for a while. But no, today that was not happening, which was somewhat a relief. He wondered briefly how bad it would have been if she woke up to him on the floor, or if he hadn't recovered with her bite and passed out on their way back.

                                                      tab Soon they were outside the castle and she asked about his home. "It's not too far off, and it was the general plan to take you out of the castle to somewhere a bit more hospitable once you regained consciousness," he said with a quaint smile as he peered over at her with those deep blue eyes of his. It was snowing outside, and he only noticed this really once she reacted to it with a sense of amazement. "I suppose you didn't get out much?" he asked after she was done dancing around in the snow and they drew closer to his home.

                                                      tab Constance lived in a fairly sizable house with his mother. It was just the two of them for the most part, but sometimes his mother would have to be away on business. She was a pretty busy woman, but of course, given her one and only son's health problems, she kept herself open to contact pretty easily. Soon they approached the door and Constance punched in a code on the lock and the door opened, leaving way to the entry hall which had stairs that lead to the upstairs, but also a path to get to all the other rooms on the first floor. "Please take your shoes off when you step inside. Mom's a bit of a flake about that," he said as he took his own shoes off and went inside, setting the shoes in the shoe cupboard they had right next to the door.

                                                      tab The cupboard was full of a mix of male and female shoes, showing that it was really only the two that lived here. "I should probably call mom and let her know you're awake now," he said as he pulled out his smart phone again punching in a number.

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                                                Hearing the question after her dancing, she kept quiet and looked back to the ground, her lips tightly sealed not speaking a word about her life growing up as a female vampire child. How was she supposed to explain it? Could she explain it to someone like him? Probably not, but what was the harm in saying anything? Not like anything would happen between them, “Thy was never allowed out, thy was a prisoner in thine own home.” She said quietly not adding to the part that she was always put second compared to her eldest brother.

                                                The rest of the walk was fairly quiet and Ezail thought over how much she owed to him, she could give him her life if that would pay him back for taking care of her. Maybe she could take care of him, like he took care of her, that seemed like a fair trade right about now as she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

                                                An eye for an eye, was that the expression?

                                                Looking at the house now, she liked it actually as she made her way up the steps, watching him punch in a code for the door, then the magical device let the door open, she was rather fascinated by it all. So many things had changed and Ezail wasn’t sure about this change, though she would have to get over it because she was going to be living in this era now. At least until she fell asleep again, if that ever happens.

                                                About to take one step through the door, she jumped and froze hearing the tone, sure it was gentle coming from him, but make it more gruffer and that was her older brother who used to push her around, call her stupid and other insulting names that used to always make her feel worthless, like she would never amount to anything in life. Her grey eyes looked at her boots and took them off gently, not wanting to upset the male who was being so kind and hospitable towards her. Placing her shoes on the rack, she touched a foot to the floor, the area a tiny bit wet as she tripped and fell onto her a**. Gripping the door frame to help her up, she hopped up but not without breaking the doorframe just a little bit, but it was visible to the eye.

                                                She was such a klutz and now here she was breaking things in this males home the day she arrives. Rubbing her butt, she nodded her head as he told her that he was going to call his mother about her being awake. There wasn’t a need to do that was there? She walked around the room, or in this case rooms, trying to find something or feeling the textures of everything. Her fingers glided across the walls, along the couch, along the tv (not that she knew what any of these things were, except for the couch). Each texture felt different each time she touched something different.

                                                Most of the furniture back at the castle was made from metal, not that she minded it, was was nice to have something softer to sleep in, or in this case, touch right now. Looking back over at the shoe rack, Constance’s mother must’ve really loved shoe shopping, no one else could own that many shoes in one rack, could they?

                                                Sitting down on the couch, she pulled the jacket around her tighter as she put her feet up to rest, well not rest but get a feel for the couch, her hair splaying out in different directions as she laid there, looking around the room from this angle, it was actually rather nicer than sleeping in those godforsaken coffins that were in the castle. She got up and moved towards the tv, looking at the wonderful device that was in front of her. How was it meant to work? She looked around the tv, trying to figure it out, but she never seemed to understand how it would work. She then walked to the back door, where the magical device was that would allow people to open up doors, or at least punch numbers in.

                                                She looked at the magical device closely, trying to figure it out. “What art thou o magical device.” She asked perplexed, hoping the thing would answer like it was enchanted or something, when she got no answer back, she scratched the back of her head. Did this thing ever want to answer her? She sighed and walked back over to Constance, wondering what on earth he was doing. “What art thou doing?” She asked quizzically as she tilted her head to the side, watching him with curious eyes.

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                                                        ❥Location: Home
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                                                      tab Once they were inside and Ezail went off exploring, Constance called his mother, pressing his phone to his ear as he hear the ringing on the other end before she answered. "Hello? Constance? Is everything alright?" she asked, obviously a bit surprised to get a phone call from him at this hour.

                                                      tab "Ezail is awake," he said right away after she stopped for him to answer her questions. There was an audible gasp on the other end of the phone.

                                                      tab "Really? She's awake? How? When? Where you there for it?" she asked excitedly, but also somewhat nervously, "Is she alright? Are you alright? You brought her up to the house right? You let her bite you right?"

                                                      tab "Woah mom, calm down..." at this point he noticed Ezail observing the tv. He would have to show her how it works later. "Everything is fine. We're at the house now. I did what I was suppose to do, okay? Oh yeah, and the door frame is a little damaged from her slipping a little bit... You know, with the snowy weather and all..."

                                                      tab "Oh, the door is fine... I can get it fixed tomorrow or something. You're both okay? You're not having any dizzy spouts are you? If you fall over again I want you to call the doctor and schedule an appointment to have the progression of your illness checked..."

                                                      tab "Really, we are okay Mom. I felt dizzy earlier when I was cleaning but I didn't black out or anything, so everything is fine... I'm gonna just cook something and hang out without her until you get home and then we can talk things out a little more maybe? She seems to be a little foggy on memories at the moment, and is mesmerized by modern technology..." he said as she started to talk to the lock.

                                                      tab "Well alright honey, but if you have any problems you just call me and let me know okay?" she said before Ezail asked what she was doing. AT this point Constance covered the microphone of his phone.

                                                      tab "Talking to my mom... I'll explain about it later..." he said before pulling his hand back off so he could speak to his mother, "Okay mom. See you later. Love you, bye," and with that he hung up and turned his direction to Ezail. "This is a device called a phone. You type in a number that is assigned to another person's phone and it connects you to that person so you can talk to each other," he explained with a gentle smile.

                                                      Silvanius
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