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 Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 7:25 pm
There is a large palace far underground. It was Yami's palace from when he was the first Demon King. It has many rooms and numerous halls. The main rooms are the throne room, the library, and the gathering hall.
The throne room is further underground and remains dark besides the few torches that light the stairway and hall that lead to the room. The room is empty besides a throne chair at the back of the room and a small end table right by the chair.
The library is very large and is filled with numerous books. The books consist of many topics. There are books about many fighting styles and books about different types of magic in example.
The gathering hall is where demons used to gather. It is quite large.
The whole palace seems very old and aged. Yami transported the palace under Los Angelos from its original location long ago with magic.
It is well hidden and rarely visited by even Yami.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 1:27 pm
Yami walked up to the old but still sturdy wooden doors that led into the underground palace. He quickly shut them and sealed it shut. Yami slowly and silently stalked down the Main Hall and at the end of the hall he pulled out a specific brick. Rattling chains were heard greatly and then bricks in the walls seperated from each other. The bricks stopped moving and what looked like a doorway was there. Yami pushed the brick he had removed back into its spot in the wall until it clicked. He then walked into the doorway and stared down the staircase before him.
The hidden passage was much more dark than the rest of the palace which had been fairly bright. Yami began to walk down the staircase which was lit with a few torches hanging on the walls; the bricks shut together tight behind him, a steel door slid and locked in place in front of that, and finally magic enchanted metal chains latched to the walls, ceiling, and floor in front of the steel door, creating a complete blockade from entering.
Yami made his way down the seemingly neverending staircase until he came to two large steel doors. He pushed them open and entered his throne room. He then shut the two large doors, sealing him in darkness. He sickly made his way to his throne and fell back in it. He held his head as if he had a headache with one hand and with the other he grabbed a bottle of alcohol on the end table near his throne chair. He dressed the bottle's open top against his lips and began to drink.
This room would be hard to find and get into for any how wished to find him. The entrance was sealed and the there was no hint of a secert passage. The only way he could be tracked was by the demonic power that resenated from his body and the scent that only brought somone to the front gate of the palace and then ended.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2008 8:45 pm
Maren stood outside the gates, looking up at the building. Yami's scent stopped here, but she had no doubt he was inside. Was he in trouble? She did not know, but she would hurry just in case.
She pushed off from the ground, soaring high above the fence and landing gently on the other side, dashing up the steps and placing her hands against the doors.
Dammit, locked.
((Should I send Maren inside...?))
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 4:46 pm
It made no difference, however. There was never a lock made that could hold back a Vampire, let alone Maren. Her hands wrapped around the handles and she began to pull, the wooden doors creaking in protest before finally swinging open under Maren's grasp.
She stepped into the main hall, studying it curiously. It was a grand old place, fitting of such a magnificient building, but there was no time to waste admiring it. Maren raced to the end of the hallway, stopping when she reached the wall.
There was a trick here, she was sure of it. Maren could feel the magic radiating off of the wall as she slid her fingertips across it, examining each brick individually. The trick, the trick...
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 4:56 pm
There it was.
She slid her fingers into the cracks in the mortar, grasping the brick and pulling it out. She heard chains moving, clanging and sliding across the opposite side of the wall.
Suddenly, the bricks began to move, causing Maren to step back and drop the one she was holding. A doorway formed, a gentle arch that looked rather old. Tentively, she stepped through, then raced with great speed down the staircase before her.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 5:22 pm
The staircase seemed well-lit to Maren, a creature used to seeing nothing but night. She heard things move behind her, bricks chains and steel scraping against eachother as she raced down the staircase at full speed. It was incredible how long it was, how it seemed to keep going forever.
If Maren had not been so cautious, she would have ran right into the steel doors that she saw now. She pressed her fingers along the seam in the doors, aging the metal and working her fingertips into the crack. Carefully, but with strength and purpose, she pushed open the doors. Grunting slightly while she forced them apart.
Finally, she stepped through the doors, immediately recognising her fiance. The smell of alcohol was heavy on the air.
"Yami?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 5:36 pm
The steel doors slammed shut behind Maren, making the darkness flow in; this darkness was darker than the night and made it hard to see even for a vampire.
Yami's eyes slowly opened and glowed yellow in the darkness. His eyes were the only thing of him visible. Sounds of taking sips from a bottle were heard but his eyes stayed focused on Maren.
"Welcome to my palace. The Lost Palace of the First as i have named it. There is much you do not know about me....Oh and I know what you've been doing." The last statement was fierce yet sutile.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 5:43 pm
Maren watched Yami as he seemed to dissappear, the blackness spreading inwards to conceal him completely. Maren calmed slightly, glad that he was not harmed.
"It's a beautiful place, Yami. If I had not been in such a rush, I would have liked to admire it more."
She stepped towards him carefully, unsure of her footing inside the room. Slowly, Maren made her way towards him and his throne.
"It is true, there is much that I do not know about you. I'd like to, though. As for what I've been doing, it is the same thing that I have done every night since my first death, Yami. Nothing has changed."
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 6:00 pm
His eyes quickly glanced at her fiercly. "That's the thing. When you love someone, you change for them. I know you must eat but you feast on innocents, You just feast on them cause they taste good. That is no reason at all. I have turned a blind eye to this for a long time and can not any longer."
((crappy post but got rushed as always))
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 7:04 pm
His glance caused her to stop, and his words made her clutch her chest.
"But, I've tried. When I hunt, I no longer single out the innocent, search them out for exquisitness of their blood. Yes, I still kill them, but I kill just as many uninnocent."
Maren knew, somehow, that this conversation had been a long time coming. It hurt, but she knew it would not go away. It was time to face the music, a bitter tune it may be.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 6:07 pm
"You don't care about who you kill. You only see them as substinence when they're not. They try to live in the world just like you. You went beserk at the park and let your hunger take over. You let your hunger control you when you're stronger than it. Vala does not need the deaths of the other family members of that girl on her conscience because of her mistake and you overreacting to it. If she went to the police, they would call her insane and ignore it. And they would never be able to find her if they did believe her. And I know about you feasting of people at a party, they were teenagers trying to have a good time. You would not like it if you were in the humans position would you? All your actions make me wonder if you have a conscience, do you? You know how I feel about this thing, yet you don't stop killing innocents. You give in to the hunger but you can overcome it, believe me." His eyes remained emotionless and no light was in the room except the light emitting from his eyes.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 6:33 pm
"No, I don't care about who I kill. I never have. If I did, I wouldn't be able to kill them. I wouldn't be able to hunt, to feed, to survive," Maren said, trying to keep her voice from wavering. Couldn't he understand? She needed to feed. She enjoyed it, really, "I can't stop it, Yami. You know I can't.
"What happened in the park today was a slip-up. It's not going to happen again, as long as I can stop it," Maren said quietly, "I am ashamed of my actions. Bloodlust hit me, and I cared more for eating than I did for anything else. I turned protecting Vala into an excuse to eat, and I am ashamed for it, but I do not think I was wrong. Killing them, quickly and quietly, would have been the best way to go about things, I am sure of it."
Maren glanced away, folding her hands together.
"Yes, I know you dislike it. That is why I have cut back, so that you would not find me disgusting. Clearly, my efforts have not been enough. As for a concsience... I do not think I have one."
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 6:50 pm
A devilish grin spread across his face. "It appears we have made progress. All of which you have said is bullshit. I know you have to feed. I don't care about you feeding; the only thing I care about your feeding is the innocents. Everytime you feed on an innocent its like you're feeding on Vala, who is very innocent."
He took a sip from his bottle. "And your idea of killing the family at the park was not right. It was very wrong. Violence does not solve everything; killing is not always the solution."
"And as for a conscience, the fact of how you reacted to this and the fact that you care what I say proves you have one." He took another sip of the alcohol.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 7:03 pm
Maren shook her head, a slight smile crossing her lips.
"I disagree, hun. I care what you say because I love you, and I want you to be happy with me for who I am, no matter what I do."
"Killing is a very real solution. If Vala or I are discovered, we will be hunted across the world. It will be a decade before we are able to come out of hiding, all I want for Vala is as normal a childhood as possible, a happy childhood. If killing those people in the park would bring it, I would in an instant."
Maren folded her hands again, worrying her fingers as she glanced back towards the glowing gold orbs that were Yami's eyes.
"I have not fed on a child since before Vala was born, I'll raise the age if you like. I'll stop eating teenagers, too. It will be... unpleasant, but I can try."
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 7:24 pm
"If you had no conscience, you would not care what I thought of you."
"That familys' deaths would be on conscience. Because she killed Anna which would have caused you to kill the others. And because of her mistake a innocent lives would be dead and on her conscience. Things never leave your conscience; it would have always haunted her."
"Innocents are innocents no matter the age. I have a proposal though. You feed on my blood. I have an infinite amount. I will never run dry. Plus its the blood of a Devil, not a normal demon."
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