Übermensch--Very New Story!

Hello my friends, I have another story. It's called Übermensch, where a young man is a Berserker in order to stop the race of Berserkers. This is more of a back story than anything else. Sorry guys, please don't be made at me. I hope you really like this one. 


In this dream; there was a bunch of men saying the creed at once: "I am a Soldier. I am a Warrior and a member of a team. I will always place the mission first. I will never accept defeat. I will never quit. I will never leave a fallen comrade. I am disciplined, physically and mentally tough, trained and proficient in my warrior tasks and drills. I always maintain my arms, my equipment and myself. I am a guardian of freedom and the way of life. I am a Soldier....I am a Berkser." Garen dreamt that he was walking on this plank and the scenario was all white. "Hello?" He called, "Is anyone there?" Nobody answer until he felt someone's hands around his neck in a tender act of love. "I want you, come find me..." A girl's voice whispered in her ear. Garen woke up, gasping for breath out of fright. Images of a liplock kiss, then the lips departed as Garen's voice whispered against the gasping beautiful girl, "Did you like that? I really hope you did. Because I've been wanting to do that all this time." Lips osculated together in a passionate manner, hands on skin. In an embrace of something tender and sweet. Cannot see but can feel the touch of delicate skin, it sends a feeling to be alive. When they breathe; it opens the airways and a heart beating in this life and breathes again, so beautiful....Licking lips. Fingers interlocking, hands holding together against white sheets. Cushty panting. Velvety incoherent whispers. It was dark, it felt blurry, so hard to see but there was a feeling of flesh entwined, carassing hair, touching skin. Head threw back with a jerk. Nails digging into the skin. Blood scars like scrapes on a chalkboard. More cushty gasps that were reserved: "Oh, oh, oh...." gasped a female's voice. "That's it...That's it...You're entering a whole new world." said Garen's voice softly. Biting bottom lip, but a pleasurable scream shrilled out. 


Garen woke up with a startled jolt from his slumber, he couldn't believe of that perverted dream he had and clutched his head. He calmed down and got his training started. Then he heard about Berserkers attack on the city and Garen goes out there as he faces Berserkers. In the afternoon later on; Garen, Victoria, and Hermes were taking a walk one day when Garen begins to wince at a throbbing headache, which was cause by the vision of a girl. He couldn't see the girl clearly in his head. But he saw a glimpse of the vision of her flowing dark hair and the curve of her lip. The throbbing pain stopped when the three friends saw a girl 20 years old was skipping with a pink parasol and smiling heartrendingly at them. She wore a white shirt dress long enough to reach her knees and wearing shoes. However, Berserkers try to go after her and Garen saves her. He then turn back to normal and helps Brynhilde. Garen helps her get home, he enters the girl's house as she begins to flirt with him in sleeveless nightgown that showed her arms and her pretty legs but also her cleavage. "So, you want something to eat or drink?" She purred. "Oh great." said Garen with a laugh. "What?" asked Brynhilde all innocently. "Brynhilde Decio, are you trying to seduce me?" Garen inquired. Brynhilde had to laugh at that, "What? No! No, no....Maybe!" She said the last part with a sly glance. Garen shake his head, "You're insane." He turned away but Brynhilde called after him, "Hey listen, Mayhawk?" Garen turned around, "What?" He asked. "Do you like me?" Brynhilde questioned. Garen had a smile on his face, "Maybe...Why?" He asked. "Listen, if you want to hang out in a more non...sensual way, give me call." Brynhilde flirted. Garen blushed a little, "Sure. Can I go back now?" He said. Brynhilde nodded, "Of course." She replied. Garen nodded, "Thanks." He said. Before he could leave; Garen heard Brynhilde's voice: "Would you like a drink?" Garen is shocked and looked at her, "What?" He seemed irritated. Brynhilde noticed and rephrased, "Relax, I thought you would be dehydrated, I don't have to seduce you but you mind we get to know you better." Garen accepted. 


While having a drink with Brynhilde; Garen got to know her better: "My family name and legacy is carried on through the sons of the family. Because of this, women could find honor only through the marriage and the union of families, and the children they had. They were matched depending on their home skills, grace, and beauty. And my hopes to meet the standards of the matchmaker to keep my family from disgrace. In the tradition at this time, a woman’s main role was to marry and be a mother." She explained. Brynhilde stopped as she looked crestfallen. Garen noticed her troubled expression. "You look upset." He said. Brynhilde is looking at her reflection and reliving the fact that her meeting with the matchmaker ended in disaster. She is also upset about bringing shame to her family because she is not like the other poised and ‘perfect’ girls her age. Then she spoke out, "Is being a wife is really my role to play in the world? I mean, if I were to speak my mind all the time; I'd disgrace my family and they’d be ashamed of me for breaking tradition. A reflection is supposed to be an image that projects the same physical qualities of an object. However, I believe that reflections are meant to cast the character of objects. Therefore, I want her reflection to portray my true character as a determined, independent, and caring individual; I don't want her reflection to portray a beautiful and perfect girl who’s only role in life is to marry and be a perfect wife. Nonetheless, I don't know how to make the reflection in my mind become a reflection in reality." Garen looked at her with sympathy  and took both of her hands and told her, "You did such good things, you will one day bring honor to your family...You'll also bring honor to me." He said. Brynhilde smiled at him, "Thanks." She said. Then she sat up and said, "Hey you want to fight?" "Oh, you want to fight me?" asked Garen in a teasing tone. "Yeah, that is if you're scared." replied  Brynhilde. Garen laughed, "Scared of you? Like hell." He said. "Come on, bad boy! Come and get me." said Brynhilde, posing in a seduction dare. Garen is surprised to see her that way, "Damn, here goes..." He said. Brynhilde prepared herself and bounces off as she cried, "He-yah!" "Wha--?" Garen thought, he dodged her and Brynhilde smiled at him. "Haha, I got passed you. And you thought I was a distressed damsel." She remarked. Garen looked at her with amazement, "Whoa, I think I like you Brynhilde." He said. 


"I'll bet you like this." Brynhilde said, she jumped and stretch out her leg to kick him: "Yah!" She lets her leg dropped. Garen dodged her, "You're good." He replied. "Thanks, I learned from the best." Brynhilde said. Garen laughed, "Oh, you laugh huh?" remarked Brynhilde. Garen attack, going into Berserker form. He grabbed Brynhilde in a chokehold around her neck, "Ah--! Oh my--!" Brynhilde gasped. "Choking, you like that?" Garen said in a growling noise. "Ye--ye--YES!" Brynhilde said in a breathy voice. "What the?" Garen looked at her with shock. "Don't stop, don't stop!" Brynhilde gagged. Garen couldn't believe it, "Shit!" He exclaimed. Garen turn back to human and look at her, "What the--What is wrong with you? You want to die?" He demanded. Brynhilde was panting, "No, I'm sorry. I didn't want to I--" She tried to explained. Garen sighed, "OK, let's just try to take it slow." He responded. Brynhilde nodded, so they fought back however Garen scatched Brynhilde by accident and gave her bleeding scars. "Ah! Am I bleeding?" gulped Brynhilde. Garen felt bad, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." He tried to say. Brynhilde took interest in this, "Wow, I'm bleeding....Look at my blood...Mmm." She moaned. Garen narrowed his eyes at her, "Huh?" He asked. Brynhilde realized what she was doing, "Sorry, I'm doing it again." She explained. Garen shook his head with a smirk on his face, "You are so weird." He said. Brynhilde nodded, "Who knows, you might fall in love with me." She replied. And she begin to waltz around. Garen watched her with amazement and smiled at how beautiful she is. Later, Garen takes down the Berserkers while being a Berserker himself. He faces down on them and fights them all, slaying them with such passion and violence. It was a bloody mess because Garen's violent and vigorous nature, he panted and panted after he was exhausted from fighting. But he couldn't stop thinking about Brynhilde and how pretty she is. "Why am I feeling this?" He thought to himself. In the meantime; Garen is working when he heard classical music and went to see where the music is coming from. 


He entered a room where he found Brynhilde is dancing alone. He enters as he looks at her mesmerizing self. "What are you doing in here?" Garen asked. Brynhilde stopped for a moment, she strolls over to him with a smile. "Dancing to this song, it's pretty is it not?" She replied. Garen listened to the song and nodded, "It sounds nice. You dance very well." remarked Garen. Brynhilde answered back with a grin, "Thanks, practice makes perfect." She lends out her hand, "Would you like to try it?" She asked. Garen looked nervous, "No, I don't think..." He started to say but Brynhilde hold firm and said, "C'mon, just one second." Garen sighed, giving in. Brynhilde lead him to the floor, she stood there with him as she instructs him of what he needs to do: "OK, first your gonna put your hand on my shoulder here. Good, now put you arm around my waist. Awesome! And I'm gonna..Oh wait, I made a mistake. There. We're gonna go slow, follow my lead but we'll do baby steps." answered Cassandra. Garen awkwardly placed his hands on her shoulder and then in her hand. "1, 2, 3. 1, 2, 3...Oh!" Jack stepped on her foot, he then winced with shame. "I'm sorry." He said. "No, my bad! I went too fast." Brynhilde apologized. Garen felt tears of anger in his eyes, "Ugh, forget this crappy--" He cried, he was about to pull away but Brynhilde hold him tightly, "Uh, uh. C'mon, one little screw up. No blood, no foul. It's all good." She said. Garen leaned his head on Brynhilde's shoulder, "I guess I'm more of a brute than a gentleman." He remarked. Brynhilde smiled, "That's why I'm helping you." She reminded. Garen looked at her eyes, Brynhilde looked back at him in his eyes and then she did something she never imagined. Leaning towards him, she pressed her lips against his. However, Garen went to his job and he faced the Berserkers where Brynhilde witnessed this when she was suspicious of his secret life. After taking down the Berserkers; Garen sensed someone behind and turned around but looked shocked to see the love of his life. 

Brynhilde was shocked by what she saw and fainted behind however Garen caught her in time. Later, Garen explained what he is and his duties in life. Brynhilde listened as she looked at him. “So, what are you?” asked Brynhilde. “I can’t explain it, I am human.” explained Garen briefly. This didn’t satisfied Brynhilde one bit. “That’s not a good answer.” She said. Garen sighs, “Fine. Maybe I can show you.” He said. “How?” asked Brynhilde. Garen leans over and kisses her on the lips. He parted her lips away from Brynhilde and looked at her. "So, whatcha think?" Garen asked with a smile. Brynhilde was speechless until she remembered what happened. "Arrgh!" She shouted. Brynhilde charged at him but Garen dodged her as he hit a wall. "You're right, you're right. I should've done that. It was wrong to kiss you but it's just a kiss. I was trying to show you--" Garen said quickly as possible. "Never. Again!" Brynhilde warned. "Right, sorry! Sorry!" Garen apologized. "'Less I say so." muttered Brynhilde. Garen looked at her, "What you say?" He asked. "Nothing!" replied Brynhilde, defensively. Garen held up his hands, "OK, OK, Take it easy. I thought you said something but never mind." He claimed. Brynhilde nodded, "Are you really a Berserker?" She asked. “Yeah, I just…I was a freak accident monster. I am no demon nor angel. I came to know you—Brynhilde Decio.” Garen explained. At once; Brynhilde nodded. “OK. I’ll trust you. But if you pull anything, I’ll kill you.” She said. Garen nods, obeying to her word. Later on at night; Garen would hear her screaming. He went to the chamber and opened the door. "Hey, are you OK?" asked Garen. Brynhilde had a nightmare, it look as she was screaming and thrashing about earlier. She was now startled to see Garen as she ducked her the covers in terror. "S--sorry, just ghosts haunting me in my dreams!" stuttered Brynhilde Then, she cursed softly to herself: "Oh sh--I forgot something." Brynhilde got out of bed and went out of her room for a moment and she went back to the bed. But she was too scared to sleep! Garen looked at her, "You scared?" He asked. "I--No! I just..." Brynhilde didn't know what to say. "You want me to leave?" asked Garen. "No!" cried Brynhilde, startling him. "I want you stay by me. Please...Until I fall asleep." She was trembling so Garen sat on the foot of the bed. "I'll be here while you sleep." He said. 


Brynhilde was relieved and begin to fall asleep. When she woke up; Brynhilde found Garen sleeping and caressing his head however she touched his wound on the back of his neck and found memories of Garen's past: It was an unconscious dream of darkness and blood flowing...Wait? Whose blood is that? There were monsters with claws and baring their teeth. Someone called out a name, "Garen...Garen!" The boy, Garen Mayhawk, woke up from sleep with a start. He panted and looked around, his foster sister Victoria Marquis was calling his name. She was dressed in uniform. "W-what?" Garen asked. "Come on, we're gonna be late." Victoria urged. At once, Garen threw the covers to reveal he was in his pajamas. "Sorry, coming!" He called. As Victoria left the room; Jack got ready. He got his uniform on and looked out the window. The beautiful sky, would it be like this forever? He wasn't sure about that. "Garen! Victoria is waiting!" It was his mother's voice. "Coming Mom." He called. And left his room with his messenger bag. It was the first year of middle school, Garen and his friends were attending there. They were excited about the next field trip until one day, it happened. Garen was paying attention but he heard a scratching sound. “What the heck was that?” He wondered. He turned and was shocked to see a monster out there! Garen got up, when his teacher asked but saw the creature too. The monster broke in and wreck the classroom. The only ones that survived luckily were Garen, Victoria, and their best friend Hermes Sophos. They each hurried back to their homes, Garen enters his house on the mountain but is stunt to find his mother struggling against the frenized monster. 


She looks to see her son, “Everything’s going to be OK. Just don’t look.” “Mom!” Garen cried but his mother shake her head, “Sweetheart. Just go, please!” She said. Tears welled in his eyes, “No….No, NO, NOOO! I’m not leaving you! Just forget it!” Garen shouted. “GAREN! GO, RUN!” screamed his mother. The monster bit into Garen's mother, who gasped. Garen was motionless, frozen, his mother was lifeless now as she bled to death. Garen was pulled away by Victoria, who dragged him off. The monster was known as a Berserker. Garen and Victoria reunite with Hermes as they join the other survivors from the school. Losing his mother to a Lobishomen was the most unsettling mental wound, and ever since that day; Garen vowed to wipe out as many Berserkers as possible. One night, Garen reunited with his father who loses his edge on sanity! "Dad? Are you OK?" Garen asked, noticing his father was acting stranger than usual today. His father turned to him slowly, "Garen...Did you see what they did to your mother?" He asked ominously. "What?" Garen said, "I don't know what you're talking about." "Did you see them murdered innocent people?" Mr. Phoenix asked. "Dad, why are you asking me this? What's going on?" Garen insisted. Garen's father seized his son's shoulders and he looked overwrought, "TELL ME YOU SAW PEOPLE GETTING THEIR VISCERAS TORN OUT AND EATEN! THE INNOCENT LIVES DYING, PLEASE! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME WHAT YOU SAW ON THAT DAY!!!!!!" He demanded.


Garen was frightened, "I--I heard scratching on the window, I looked and--I ran home during all this disaster! Why the hell would you ask me this?! Mom's dead, her throat had been torn open and I didn't save her! It's all my fault! Punish me if you want but it won't bring her back!" Garen protested. But somehow he didn't, his father never raised a hand on his son and always forgave him before. He released his son from his grasp and he turned away where an emotional yet quiet sound made Jack wondered if his father was really crying. He had never seen his father cried before. Not in his life has Garen seen his dad blubber. His father turned to his son after he wiped his eyes with his back turned. "Garen, I have something to show you." Garen and his father were heading towards a workshop, the one that Garen and his friends were told to never go in there. But when they got inside, Garen went unconscious and then he woke up strapped to a table and his father standing over him with a scalpel. Garen was so scared that he tried to scream for help but his father put a hand over his mouth and shouted: "SAVE THE INNOCENCE, MY SON! YOU PRAY, BOY! YOU PRAY FOR MERCY!!!!" Earlier before; Victoria and Hermes came to see Garen's father however he left them a glass of water for each of them. But Mr. Phoenix had drugged their glasses of water and the two of them fell asleep after drinking the water. Phoenix had ordered the military to take care of the three and trained them to fight off against the Lobishomens. When Garen, Victoria, and Hermes woke up; one of the men gasped. He ran off crying out, "Sir! The three of them woke up! They're awake now!" 


Garen cringed, "Geez! you just had to yell that loud, didn't you?" He moaned. The three of them sat up as they looked around. Just then, the trio found themselves faced to face with a commander officer and a stoic face man who didn't smile. Garen smiled a little weakly, "Am I dead?" He asked. The commanding officer chuckled a little, "Not really." He said. He introduces himself as Commander Amun Orendel , the stoic man next to him was Captain Corvus Richard. And there was second commander Sharon Thoth. Garen, Victoria, and Hermes were helped up as they were welcomed by Amun Orendel and Sharon but Corvus wasn't too sure about this. Letting a bunch of three complete strangers in this army, not his usual cup of tea. Garen, Victoria, and Hermes were amazed, thrilled to see that they were at a military base. The three of them are given a tour by Sharon as Jove and Helios had other matters to take care of. Sharon showed them the bunks of their cabin, they were shown the training area & the mess hall. Garen looked around however he accidentally bumps into someone. "Hey! Watch it!" snapped the person, he looked leaned with muscles and tall but he was quite glaring at Garen, which annoys him. Once that guy was gone; Garen asked, "Who's that jerk off?" Sharon looked and replied back, "Ah, that is Roland Bishop. He tends to speak his mind, which gets him in trouble. Don't mind him." And they moved on but Garen looked back, he rolled his eyes and sighed. He was already making enemies, just a great way to start his first day here. Nice. 


Garen and his friends are introduced to nicer people: Ichabod Jannes, Marama Harout, Junon Lancelot, Simon Forseti, Oliver Samael, and Dawn Tyr. Garen made friends with them as he reveals his true intentions of taking out all the Lobishomen. The others are shocked about this as they listened when Garen tells them about his experience. Roland entered as he listened to Garen talking before he laughs and says, "You believe you can take on the Berserkers? Come on, get serious! Like someone like you is bad enough to kill Berserkers." Garen glares at him, "You got some problem with that?" He said. Victoria and Hermes managed to stop him as Oliver stops Justice however Captain Richard called out, "What's going on?" And the fight dissolves quickly. Corvus eyed Garen, who glanced at him with curiosity, and then after looking back at him; he left. Atlas shuddered, "Creepy." He thought. During in his bed in the cabins, Garen could not sleep. He thought of the past that buried into his head were resurfacing and making him tremble. "I wish that I...I would've saved her..." He whispered about his mother, as he went to sleep. Roland watch him with intense anger, "Who is this guy? Who does he think he is?" He thought and then turned away as he too went to sleep.  The next day; Garen, Victoria, and Hermes  were at the training grounds where they learn how to spar with one another. They learned how to attack and archery. How to use weapons in combat. Drill exercises were difficulties for Garen, who would fall behind from the others as Roland begins to taunt him, "Try working harder, newbie. Not so easy isn't it?" He really looked arrogant, white hot anger filled Garen's chest as he used that to get stronger. 


He kept pushing. And pushing. Soon, Garen improved better in the drill exercises while Roland struggle. Garen chuckled at the irony, "What's the matter Bishop? Aren't you working hard enough?" He called. Simon, Ichabod, and Marama laughed along him; Roland stopped to catch his breath, but when he looked up, he saw that Oliver was laughing with Garen however noticed Roland glaring at him and stopped while turning away embarrassed. Roland saw Garen standing with Victoria, Hermes, Ichabod, Marama, and Simon. When Garen saw Roland panting; he crossed his arms as he smirked smugly. Roland made a tsked sound, "Sore loser." He muttered. Later, Roland was complaining about Garen while hanging out with Oliver. "Unbelievable! That newbie has gotten a lot more powerful!" He was saying. Oliver had to point out the obvious, "Maybe you shouldn't been so arrogant. You always do that to newcomers actually." He said. "Yeah, yeah. Shut up." grumbled Roland. Oliver chuckled, "But seriously Roland, you gotta stop with this snarky attitude to the ones who are new here. You berated him with words and that helped him get better." replied Oliver with solemn in his voice. Roland didn't interject, he knew that his friend was right. "I'll try to be nice but I can't stand Mayhawk!" He said. This intense rivalry went on for awhile until they agree to a truce. Garen gained the interest of Wilhelm Datin as he offered him to take part in an experiment which Garen agrees. 

However while being the subject; Garen suddenly felt pain and he became a Berserker but he was no ordinary Berserker--He was chosen to slay as many Berserkers as he can. Accepting this, he became a Berserker Hunter, hunting many as he can. Days drifting by; the only ones that knew were Datin, Victoria, Hermes, Roland, and Captain Reece. In Reece's group, Garen meets his squad members--Agravine Eastsun, Gaheris Westmoon, Gareth Norville, and Gabrina Sutherland. Things got bad when a swarm of Berserkers attack and overpower Garen and the rest of Captain Reece's squad. Garen looked for them in the chaos. "Agravine! Gareth! Gaheris! Gabrina!" called Garen. "Garen!" Agravine called. "Garen, where are you?!" hollered Gaheris. He went over but looked on in horror as his comrades were wounded, almost dead. Garen noticed that Gareth was panting of the wound bleeding from there as he cries out, "Ohhh, the pain." He noticed Garen there and calls out, "Get away from here!" "Save yourself Garen!" Gabrina called out, "Get away from here!" However they were all butchered as Garen screamed with terror. They were on the ground, bleed profusely, when Corvus found them. He couldn't believe it, he rushed over to them, "Come on. Stay with me, you guys will be fine....I'l get you a doctor soon enough." Corvus said. Gabrina opened her eyes, she smiled. "I'm sorry. I thought...I thought we were only to hel you." She said. Corvus nodded, "Yes. You were." He replied. "That's good. Thank you....Captain Corvus....." whispered Gabrina. She closed her eyes, and with that, she died. Corvus couldn't believe it, he bowed his head. She was gone, they were all dead. Finally, Brynhilde woke up from the memories in her sleep with a gasp and she now knows who Garen truly is. 

Spessa: Blood and Water--Brand New Story!

Hello everyone, this is KatDon and I have a new story: Spessa: Blood and Water, which tells two different stories about two diverse girls and their lives. This is another good 'fairy tale' that you guys should check out. Please read and enjoy! --KatDon 

Part 1: She Wolf Asena 

People think Asena is just like any other girl. but she knows she’s something special. She’s tired of being dismissed as something not unique or special. Asena is a girl, but she often doesn’t act the way girls are expected to act. In fact, she can even seem a little violent at times. She’s more than capable of being raunchy and blood thirsty. Asena can be sexy and gritty, a personality which are especially frowned upon when exhibited by a girl. Being unladylike comes naturally to Asena, because her thoughts aren’t ladylike. Asena doesn’t think this is a particularly bad thing; she says “bloody” and “guts” so casually, one would think she was being somewhat sarcastic. Most girls are so concerned about their weight and how they look, They can have their fake food, but Asena’s going to enjoy the real thing. Girls are never encouraged to fight for things they want, or “let themselves go”.  However, Asena isn’t going to be a perfect girl. Asena doesn’t care about her weight or anything like that, and it bores her when girls obsess over their appearances because Asena doesn’t even bother thinking about it. The things they say don’t interest Asena and so she tends to tune them out or she responds back with sarcasm and rudeness, “So, you eat a lot of calories. Who cares? I’m falling asleep here from how boring you are, can’t you talk about something more interesting?” Of course, the other girls are likely unappreciative of this attitude, and don’t try to talk to Asena again. Mean girls are constantly get picked at by others, because of their appearance and actions. Making fun of “superior and rich" women makes self-conscious girls feel better about themselves. 

Society tells girls that they should be soft and polite, and not be capable of “fighting dirty” or breaking the rules. Asena doesn’t want to go along with what society is telling her to be. Because she doesn’t make an effort to fit in with the other girls, Asena is mocked and ridiculed. She believes the reason these girls gossip about her is to hide their own insecurities. The things they’re saying aren’t true anyways. Society wants Asena to be a typical girl and conform to its ideas of what a girl should be like, and for a while she even went along with it. But now, Asena’s going to laugh and do what she wants. She wants drama and carnage. But mostly carange. She wears everything red! A mini skirt, a bandana bra, and high heels. She wore a retro, wiggle dress. Tight skinny jeans. And a floral doily collar and keyhole accent on the back. How did she became this way? Long ago, about one year ago; Asena is a ecdysiast, an exotic dancer to be exact, who is making money to go and live a new life from the life she live of sin and troubles. One night it was dark and there was no sound except the chirpy ringtone came from Asena's cellphone that was in her bag. She answered it, "Hello?" She said. Asena listened before she responds back, "Hey, it's me. Just got back from 'struttin' my stuff' if you know what I mean." Another pause and then she said, "I know, I know. Look, once I get that hundred grand; then I'm done. OK? It's my last tomorrow." A short pause, "OK, cool. Thanks." And she hung up after saying goodbye to that person. 

Just then, Asena thought she heard something and turned around. "Who's there?" She called out. No one answered so Asena kept walking however she felt like someone is following her so she begins to run but that was a big mistake. Her heel broke and slid down a steep street but the figures approached, evil chuckles. "Stay away from me!" cried Asena, but they didn't listen. Asena was attacked and tortured by five men. Just then, there were police sirens in the air and the men heard them as they escaped. Asena developed a hatred towards men as she gets her revenge. It stripped her of her being a ecdysiast. One day, Asena woke up with a rash on her back and then the rash came to life as Asena developed blood-like symbiotic powers with flesh engorged masses across her body. Finally; She tracks down those that wronged her and prepared herself for the craziest journey yet to come. One week later; Asena alone in the club. She’s trying to dance away her thoughts. Although they still haunt her, Asena thinks that they haven't “won”. She won’t let the men that attack her affect her life forever. These men hurt her in more ways than one, but most likely emotionally and physically. Yet, the experience hasn’t killed her soul. However, a pervert tries to hit her however Asena is not interested with him. The guy tried to touch her but she tells him to back off. "Oh come on, sweetheart. Quit playing games!" said the pervert. Asena has bad memories from being torture and shoves him away. This provokes him as a fight broke out with Asena wielding a long, steel pole that had a sharp end of the staff. During the fight, The perverts tackles her as he tries to strangle her until her symbiotic like blood powers threw him backwards and Asena became chaotic. The crowd screams as they ran out. 

From the building rooftop; someone saw the screaming crowd leaving the crowd. "What's going on over there?" asked one of the boys. "I don't know, it looks like someone is starting something." said the second. "Let's go check it out." said the first guy's companion. "Right!"  replied the second guy's companion. And they went down their own flight. Once it was all over; Asena panted as the damage has been done and it was vacant but she was too stunt to know what happened. "Wow, did you do all this?" said a voice. Asena was startled to hear someone behind her and turned around, "Ohhh-!" She gasped. There was Damon Leto! And his brother Gunther. "He's hot....Wait, what the hell am I thinking? Focus, Asena!" thought Asena. She cocked her hips and placed her hands on them. "And you are?" asked Asena. Damon was impressed by this girl and lent out his hand, "Damon Leto, nice to meet you." He introduced. "Well Damon, it's time to know your place." Asena said. She pulled out her harpoon weapon with a sharp point to it. Asena tried lunging at Damon but someone shouted out:  "Woooo, what do we have here?" asked a voice. Damon grimaced at who it was, "Oh no, it's them!" Just then, Asena's hands were tied behind her back in a quick motion, she was a hostage and she had her head bowed. "Nobody moves or the woman goes down!" said Margon. "You wouldn't!" Damon called out. Margon laughed, "Oh trust me, nothing says more than seeing you all burn like anyone else would!" said the leader. The others snickered. This was it, this was the end of the line.....Or was it? Asena snapped! She lunged at her captors and fought the gang, blood sprayed out but they weren't dead. Asena cried out, "ANIMALS!!!! YOU'RE AN ANIMAL, CURSED, DISEASED WITH FILTH AND GRIM!!!!!  More blood was splattered on her suggestive body but she didn't care, she wasn't going to stop until men like them were dead. But they weren't and they couldn't stopped Asena. 

Just then, Asena and the others sensed that someone was coming, she instructed everyone to hide or someone will find them. She quickly hid in the dark as she jumped at the sound of marching footsteps--Like an army or something. "What a dump." said a first. A second remarked, "Yeah. Looks like this place went to hell." "Hmm, hell. I have to agree with that." said a third. Asena was shaken with fear over this, "What to do? What to do? How to get out of this?" She thought. Just then, she heard a soft snarl and peeks out to see a creature. It was going after the people, surprise attack. "Oh crap, what do I do now?" wondered Asena. She had no other choice, she had to save them. She quietly hid in the shadows as Asena sneaks behind the creature and she wrestles with it before incinerate it. Asena panted and panted however she felt someone's hand on her shoulder. With her eyes widened with fear, she turned around, she was face to face with some guy. He looked psychotic, Asena was scared as she couldn't move. She pulled out her staff and stabbed him but she pierced his shoulder instead. The guy looked at where he had been hit. "Does it hurt?" asked Asena, staring at him. "Nope." said the guy, and then he throbbed her. Hard. Asena cried out in pain at how much it hurt. "Crazy son of a bitch!" She cried, "Why the hell would you do that?!" The guy snickered, but stops when he heard Asena moaned softly as she grinned while saying, "Actually...I kind of liked it." That's when she cuts her hand and her blood became a weapon to her! Asena couldn't believe it, how could she do that? 

As leader; Asena was a hot tempered, cranky, bitter, and loses her temper easily. She would be pouncing Finn, grabbing his neck and try to strangle him. It would take a lot to restrain her however Asena would kick their keisters for touching her. Asena was the most violent and cold hearted young lady with a vulnerable side to her. Tension ceased when Asena and the gang get an assignment where they need to find a file about Asena and the keys to her past and the only person that knows is a bounty hunter name Diablo Wilder. Later, at a strange, peach colored hotel looking boarding house. There was a model of peach fruit twirling on top like the shing-ding was a casino or something. That is where Diablo and his daughter, Eulalie. Asena; along with Damon, Gunther, Hagen, and Pythias behind her went in there. It was so dark in that house, there was no sign for this Diablo Wilder anywhere. There wasn't any security around, "Geez, what is he? Cocky? Or is he springing a trap?" thought Asena. While looking around, there was a sun ray shining down on someone. There was beautiful young girl who looked 17 years old. She was slender, has ivory skin with pink blush on her cheeks. Her hair was shoulder length wavy dark brown hair. Her breasts' size is about 75 centimeters. She wore a long sleeved pink sweater, with a red green vest with a white outline around the vest. She has a red fringed skirt, pink leggings, a red cowboy hat and matching colored high heeled boots. She looked pretty, but she looked sad. Asena and the others watch her, she was looking around however she saw them in the darkness. "Father! Father, intruders!" cried the girl. She ran away quickly. "Wait!" called Asena. Too late! The alarm went off, Asena and the others didn't like this. "That can't be good." Damon remarked. 

Suddenly, They were confronted by a tall man. He had a dark brown hair that was shoulder length but not so long like his daughter. He has a muscular fit body and a stubble beard. His attire was a maroon jacket, maroon boots, maroon pants, and a matching colored wide brimmed hat. Asena couldn't believe it, this couldn't be him--Could it? "Gotcha right where we want you--" Damon said with a smug look. "--Diablo Wilder!"  said the Leto Brothers. The two of them charged at Diablo, Eulalie gasped with fright as she watched helplessly but Diablo smirked. He blocks their attacks with his double swords. Diablo looked at them, who are shocked, as he said: "So this is the Leto Brothers I heard so much about. And you as well, Lady Asena!" A few minutes later; Asena, Damon, Gunther, Pythias, Hagen, Diablo, and Eulalie were sitting around having a meeting. "All right then. I'll help, under one condition." replied Diablo. Asena looked at him, "What's the condition?" She inquired. "My machete was taken from me by Morgenstern. He kept my baby in the shed so retrieve it and I'll give you the information of your mother's whereabouts." explained Diablo. Asena smiled, "Deal." She said with a nod. "One more thing, take Eulalie with you." Diablo said, gesturing towards his daughter. Eulalie looked up in horror, Asena nodded. "OK." She said with no hesitation. "What? Father--" Eulalie protested. "You'll protect her, won't you?" asked Diablo. "Sure, who knows! She might learn something." Asena remarked. Eulalie bowed her head, she noticed Damon, Gunther, Pythias, and Hagen look at her. She looked away, but felt big hands on her shoulders. Her father smiled down at her in a comfort manner, "You'll be fine, my porcelain doll." He said. Eulalie had no other choice, "Yes, Father." She admitted. Eulalie wasn't comfortable with a bunch of strange people but she cannot disobey her father. She loved him so much. 

During the journey; it got colder and Eulalie was complaining on how cold it was. However, Damon gave her his jacket and Eulalie puts it on. She couldn't help but look at him with curiosity, "Geez! I can't believe it, why is he being nice to me?" thought Eulalie, she had a suspicious look on her face. During that time; Asena, the Leto Brothers, Pythias, Hagen, and Eulalie are under attack by monsters. Damon and Gunther fought alongside Asena, while Eulalie was amazed to see this. "Wow, they just took down those beasts with light and dark....Who are these guys?" Eulalie whispered. "Just some cool guys, right?" said Pythias. Eulalie jumped to see them both with wings and right beside her. They grinned at her, "You sure are interested huh." Pythias remarked. Eulalie shrugged, "They're just something special, nothing that I am." She replied. "You're something special, too. Don't think they are the only ones--We all are." Hagen remarked. Eulalie is touched by this. Once the battle is over; Asena glared at the Leto Brothers. "Did I say you guys can help me?" She asked. "What? We just trying to help you, Bloody Mary." Damon said. Asena glared at him, "Bloody Mary? Really?" She demanded. "THAT WAS WICKED!!!" A kid's voice cried out. Asna and her group jumped, "What the--?" yelped Asena. She turned to see a bunch of kids with ecstatic looks on their faces. "Who the hell are you?" demanded Asena. The first one, the lead kid, announced, "We got blood powers like you...See?" They cut their palms as they draw blood out in various different ways. "You tykes have what?" demanded Asena. Her mind is racing, "These kids have the same ability of blood as me? Impossible!" She thought. "Yup!" said an Asian looking kid. "Cool, huh?" said a tall black kid. The lead kid introduces himself and his friends, "I am Sharik and these are my friends--Kai, Jovan,  Robin and his brothers, Tucker and John. Ajax and Achilles, and their little brother Perun." He turns back to Asena, "That is why we want to ask you something...." All the other kids as well as Sharik got on their knees, "PLEASE MAKE US YOUR STUDENTS!!!" They chorused. It was an awkward silence. "What now?" Asena asked, breaking the silence. "You are--Oooh, nice pecs!" Sharik said, looking at her breasts as his eyes widened. Asena is shocked and offended by that, "AAAAHH!" She screamed as she smack the boy. His friends  exclaim, "Ouchhh." "Dirty little boy." Asena muttered. "Hey, it was a mere compliment. Can you train me--Us! Can you train us?" said Sharik. "Ha, In your dreams." remarked Asena, "Now run along and to whatever it is." 

"Wait, you can't leave us! If we go back to the dojo, our parents will kill us. Sahbum Nim will use the Conditioning Stick, we'll be grounded. Kicked out." said Robin. "Yeah, that'll be fun." remarked Jovan. Eulalie looked at the children with sympathy, "Why?" She asked. "We didin't go to practice but we couldn't live this life anymore." explained Ajax. "Hey guys, come on! We got to move." Asena called. Damon stops her, "Wait, Asena. Can't we take them with us? Please?" Asena looked at him and looked at the kids who were giving her pathetic excuse puppy eyes, "All right, all right! But no more of your antics!" Asena said to the kids. She turned but one of the kids, Tucker, pipes up. He had a cute face and a bowel shaped haircut. "How about a musical number?" His voice sounded squeaky and high, almost cute. Asena moaned. During that time; Eulalie was feeling down so Damon decides to cheer her up, by giving her lessons on fighting. He saw a monster and decides to slay it for practice, and to shot off a bit. "Watch and learn what I'm about to show you....Get ready, aim your target and wait for the right moment to fire...." said Damon. Once he waited, he attacked. "...HEE-YAH!" He cried. He strike the beast, who fell down. "There, easy. Try it." said Damon. Eulalie decides to and tries to slay another beast, she succeeds but trips and falls. She trembled, feeling rather foolish until she felt a shadow upon her, it was Damon who smirked down at her. "Not bad." He said. Eulalie laughed nervously however she had to blush at how attractive Damon was. 

Later, when they got to the place where Asena's file was, Asena learn a horrible secret of her blood powers from the file. It turns out that Asena is half human, half Strigoi. A Strigoi was a symbiotic monster that feasts on blood but since she's female, she's known as a banshee. Asena is shocked, she shook her head as she said, "No...No, this can't be....It can't be...I'm not a freak..." She repeated over and over until she screamed, "I'm not a freak, I'm not, I'M NOT!!!!" She ran away as the others look on with concern. Asena hid as she begins to cry with anguish. This has to be some bad dream, this couldn't be real. She must be dreaming. But it wasn't! It was the truth. While she slept, she had nightmares about killing everyone in a bloodied way and woke up shrieking. Luckily nobody can hear her as she sneaked out to be alone. Asena looked up at the sky, seeing how pretty it is. She begin weeping again. But she felt someone draped their coat around her. She looked up and turned around to see Damon, who's back is turned to her. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. But I'm here if you need me." Damon said. Asena looked at him, nodded then she said, "Thanks." Damon may be annoying to her but he had been quite nice to her. Later on while in a bathtub with red coloring to it from the color tablet; Asena is bathing alone as she looked dazed while singing creepily to herself: "I see a white door and I want it splattered red. No other colors, I want them to turn red. I see the girls walk by dressed in their innocent clothes, I have to turn my head until my violence goes." She begin to giggle maniacally as she continued to croon, "I see a line of cars and they're all splattered red, with roses and my past, both never to return. I see people turn their heads and quickly look away. Like a sinner in church, it just happens every day."

End of Part 1

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Part 2: Aqua Frost

Long ago at a festival; Vellamo, who was having a blast with siblings:  David, Solomon 'Sollie', Rehoboam and Asa. Just then, an unexpected visitor crashed the party with loaded guns and started a massacre. He shot at other people who fell to the floor. Panic filled everyone else, they try to flee but some were shot in the process. "David! Sollie! Rehoboam! Asa!" called Vellamo. "Vellamo!" Sollie called. "Vel, where are you?!" hollered Rehoboam. She went over but looked on in horror as her siblings were wounded, almost dead. She noticed that David was panting of the wound bleeding from there as he cries out, "Ohhh, the pain." He noticed Vellamo there and calls out, "Get away from here!" "Save yourself Vel!" Asa called out, "Get away from here!" However they were all shot at as Vellamo screamed with terror. She was shot too, in her thigh, and it took awhile for her to recover. Learning who killed her family, Vellamo confronted the killer. They fought off against each other. But Vellamo got the best of him, the family's killer was pinned to the ground. "This is the end for you." said Vellamo. 

"Oh really? You weren't so sure of yourself? Well, it won't be peaceful for you for long." taunted the killer, "You are nothing, you couldn't be strong enough to save your family!" Vellamo shuttered, she couldn't believe it and she lost control of herself. She had water and ice coming out from her and killed him violently while screaming hysterically. When she snapped out of it, Vellamo was shocked as she saw that her hands were dripping with blood. She cried uncomfortably. Since the death of her siblings; Vellamo had long hair that reached down to her waist and it was beautiful. However she begins to cut her long hair. Now her hair reaches to her nape but not past her shoulders. During her grief; Vellamo begin to discover she can control ice and water. Vellamo was trapped in an ice cage. While Vellamo is encased in an ice fort; she begins to hallucinate in there as she begins to peer into the glass but she saw a blurry image of her family's killer in there. She trembles with fear until she angrily slammed her fist into the glass but then she falls back, as her fears got worse enough to torment her. She cower into a ball. Then, Vellamo stands up when she saw a hallucination of a butterfly as she begins to feel better. But then Vellamo is filled with dread when she saw a bat flying. She backs away with fear. Then, she has a hallucination in the encased ice as she saw herself with a body filled with cracks like she was made of glass and begins to have a scary illusion of herself breaking out of the fort but she is falling to her doom.

Vellamo put that out of her head and decides to go for it  however she has another hallucination of seeing cracks all over her face, arms, and her neck and breaks out from the cage. A day later; Vellamo is looking outside of a rainstorm as she steps into the rain and she motions with her hand at the raindrops. But then, the rain drops froze. Vellamo was shocked; but she could see in the raindrops that there was David, Solomon 'Sollie', Rehoboam and Asa. She gasped and let the water dissolved as the sun came out. She was panting and tries her best to calm down. In the present; Vellamo was carrying flowers of lilies, carnations, and poppies to visit the memorial sites of David, Solomon 'Sollie', Rehoboam and Asa. She placed them there, then she brushed the leaves away and starts to speak: "Hi guys. I came to see you, I'm sorry I was busy for awhile. I know, it's crazy." She paused. She thought about the day where she failed to save them. Then, she felt like crying. "I...I should've listened, I just thought I was doing the right thing. I didn't.....I wish I could go back and change it, save all of you. But I know I can't." said Vellamo. She bowed her head as she wrapped her arms around herself, shivered in the cold wind. "I miss you so much....Rehoboam, I miss the way that you were neutral whenever we argued. David, your leadership really was the heart everything since they don't call you third in command for nothing. You were a true sibling too.....Sollie, you and your big mouth--Heh.....But you had a big heart. You may not care but I do.....You were always aloof, talking like you knew everything heh, and dearest Asa, you were like a guide, helping me." She stopped for a moment; A tear rolled down her cheek, she wiped it away and covered her eyes with one hand but more tears were cascading down more and more. "I don't know, should I say I'm sorry? Should I?" She said sobbingly. 

Vellamo bent to the ground, sniffing and crying so nobody can hear it. Vellamo was haunted by memories of David, Solomon 'Sollie', Rehoboam and Asa as she wept bitterly until she found a girl sketching and leaning her back on a tree. Vellamo spies on her behind a tree, but her breath was soft and heavy which startled the girl. She turned around but Vellamo already ran. She ran and hid behind a tall tree however someone sneaking and startled her, "Ah-Ha!" Vellamo gasped, tripped backwards and fell. There was a laugh, saying: "Works every time!" The young man looked down at her, "Well. You're the stalker, are you besotted with the fair lady?" He joked. Vellamo shook her head, she duck down so no one can't tell if she's crying. "I'm sorry, I was interested in her drawing...That's all!" sniffled Justine. "Down Mark, chill out!" The young lady scolded, she approached Vellamo with a smile. "Don't mind him, he's just being...." She stopped to notice Vellamo was crying as she looked concern, "Hey, are you OK?" The girl asked. Vellamo sniffed, wiping her tears and composing herself. "It's nothing--really!" She blubbered insistently. "Nice one, Mark!" A voice called out. Vellamo didn't hear the banter, she was focused on the four. They looked very familiar. David, Sollie, Rehoboam and Asa. "It can't be, can it? They look like them!" Vellamo thought, tears clouding her vision. She meets the four of them--Mark Harish, Silas Tototl, Paul Gajendra, and Josephine Arleigh. Just then, they heard a commotion going on so Vellamo decides to find out what's going on. She could see people under attack, Vellamo turned to the four of them and said: "Stay here, I'll be right back!" And she went down in a jiff! 

Down below; A stoned face captain and others cadets are under attack by the monsters. But lately, they were struggling against them and things weren't going too well. That was about to change when someone looked up and saw something in the distance. "Look, up there!" One of the soldiers called. Immediately, The stoned face captain saw someone standing on a mountain top. It was Vellamo, which she hollers: "Soldiers, heed my words, I am here to delivery you from the hands of the monsters. Witness a miracle I will perform."  The others looked at each other with confusion, the stoned face captain watched what she can do. Vellamo took a deep breath and flexed her hands out. She then said to herself, "Water....my friend...my partner...my world...my element...the only thing I ask for you...is for a little control." All of a sudden; to everyone was shocked to see a body of water in the sky. Then, the water came onto the Revenants and drowned them. Vellamo then said to the water, "Water flowing through...." She chanted, ".....Freeze up when this spell is through." The water turns into a huge block of ice prison for the creatures. Then she glided down and kicked the ice block, which exploded in pieces. Vellamo landed among the pieces, she saluted. "Vellamo, reporting for duty." She announced. She beamed and then looked to see stoic-faced captain looking at her. "Captain Corvus Reece. Nice to meet you." said the stoic faced guy. Vellamo is taken into custody by Captain Reece, there she meets the members there: A kind, spunky girl name Joan Kaye, formerly known as Kaia. And her friend Micahel Gerth who is formerly known as Gerth. Vellamo learned about Connor, Fiachra, Nuala, and Aiden used to be members and they turned out to be traitors as they broke rules so they were kicked out. 

Later; Corvus asked her if she's prepared for anything. Vellamo jumped up and was walking with the captain following, she claims she can face anything. "You don't know what the dangers lie ahead no matter where we go." said Corvus. Vellamo turns around and approached him. She said to Corvus, "You've been to many more domiciles than me so you think that you know more about people like me than I do myself. We all have particular expertise pertinent to our conduct and standpoint. Being outside of our element can reduce us to a state of simplicity." She said. Vellamo walked ahead as Corvus followed her in curiosity although he looked stoic still underneath all that. Vellamo looked back at him, she was smiling. "I can take you on a journey!" She said to him, then she turned to a beautiful scenario of places from below. "The world you don’t know exists is more beautiful than you can imagine. You’ve lived your whole life letting your expectations motivate your actions; are you ready to be impulsive?" Vellamo asked while taking his hand, Corvus took it and looked at it. Vellamo smiles as she showed Corvus more while saying, "I can be your guide through a new realm. A way of seeing the world that was once unattainable. Forbidden. The truly free recognize no authority, no masters holding leashes." She said while twirling with happiness. Then, Vellamo leans over at Corvus, her forehead touches his and they were looking at each other's eyes again. "Free to live as we chose and the only real limitations are those you impose upon yourself." She breathed, her breath smelled of peppermint. It was intoxicating as it seems. Vellamo pulled away for a moment and she glance back at him. Corvus thought for a moment, "I had thought life was what and how I viewed it but now I realize that....there is so much more. I'm having a change of heart with the new heights I've reached. I'm seeing things from a different, more clear perspective." He said. "You can own everything there is to have in the world, but you’ll never be happy and understand it until you can put away with the greed and selfishness." said Vellamo.

After completing the rest of her work; Vellamo is taking a bath alone. She kept thinking about her feelings to resolve them would cause some confusion of whether the relationship should be saved or stuck out. However, this is nothing new: visions of them being together and happy, all of the moments that they had together are what she wants. And she's thinking about what could've been. She knew this was it, it was all going to change, and she began to have absent minded second thoughts about whether this will all go to plan. She pretended to get what she wanted to be happy. But mentors and other people have doubted her unrealistic ambitious dreams, telling her that would never happen. "Is it OK to live in an average life? Do you need to pretend you are something you’re not? Will I get my chance of wed to the Captain? Do I have the power in my hands? If he needs me; I will be there....All the time. In a frequent manner......I’ll be there when needed." She thought. Then she realize what she was thinking and shake her head. "What am I saying? He's not the object of my affection, he's my friend." Vellamo muttered, she sank underneath the bath water. Afterwards; Vellamo and Corvus were working but Vellamo then stops him with a question: "Can I ask you something?" asked Vellamo, stopping Corvus. Corvus looked at her curiously underneath her stoic gaze. "What is it?" He asked. 

Vellamo looked hesitantly, then she said. "You were interested in my training, would you like to spar me in it? Although, you need to be without a top because things are going to get...wet." Corvus wasn't sure about this, "I don't know..." He said. "You said you would one time." said Vellamo. Corvus was calm but he sounded desperate to get out this with his pathetic excuses, "I have to take care of the other works." He exclaimed. "You got everyone and you trusted my sister." reminded Vellamo. Corvus looked annoyed, "Right..." He finally sighed out. Then he looked at her with slight nervousness, "...But, you're not going to be topless." He said. Vellamo replied, "To be totally honest, I wear bandeau tops and pants. That's about as naked as I'll ever get." Corvus shake his head, he looked away thinking. Ariadne waited for his response. Corvus couldn't believe this but he said: "Not taking off all my clothes." Vellamo smiled, "No, topless. That's fun." She said. "Bandeau, huh. 'That's about as naked as I'll ever get.'" remarked Corvus, "This should be interested." Melusina flushed, she looked at him with a grin. Meanwhile in the stall room; Corvus was waiting for Melusina, he tapped his foot a little but he still waited. He was being patient and not wondering what Vellamo was doing. "I'm not looking you know." Corvus called out. "I know, I trust you."  replied Vellamo. 

There was a bit of shuffling and Vellamo muttered, "OK." She stepped out as she said, "So, what do you think?" Corvus was surprised--despite his serene looking--to see Vellamo in a garment made of a strip of cloth that wraps around a woman's breasts. "That's a bandeau?" He inquired. Vellamo gave him a look, "You never seen one before?" She asked. "Modesty is everything to soldiers." answered Corvus. Vellamo nodded, thinking about it. "True." She said. Corvus got up and took off his coat, "My turn." He was about to go in the stall but glares back at Vellamoand said in a cold voice: "No peeking." Vellamo blushed, she turned away. "I'm not." She called. She turned away and heard small shufflig as she waited, and waited. And waited. But she was eager to know what did his body look like, Vellamo was itching to know. "Don't look, don't look, don't look, don't look, don't look, Don't look!" She thought. There was one more shuffling and then Corvus's voice was quiet sounding but he sound like he called out, "Done." Vellamo sighed, "Finally, it's about ti--Whoa!" She cried. Talk about a washboard abs chest; this guy's got pectorals with lean muscular arms to match. A six pack, crazy for any girl to want to have some. "Dude, and I thought you might be scrawny." said Vellamo. "I do push ups and sit ups." replied Corvus. "Shoot me now." muttered Vellamo. "Sorry?" asked Corvus, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Nothing. Come on, let's go." During the training; Corvus was fast but so was Vellamo's powers which was a lot more faster than hers. She couldn't believe this, she and Corvus were going at the same speed during the fight. Vellamo was flushed with this thought that she couldn't believe. During that time; Vellamo was so close to Corvus that she could smell the scent of the captain. He smelled so amazing of soap, flowers, cedar, and musk. "Wow, his scent is mouthwatering." thought Vellamo, breathlessly. But she had to focus, he's coming! 

The next minute, Corvus Reece was on top of Vellamo, he was on top of her! Vellamo couldn't move, she couldn't breathe but then Corvus's soft but rough whisper brushed against her face, "Gotcha." He said. Vellamo swooned from that. When she awoke, Corvus has his uniform top back on as he helped Ariadne to her feet. "Nice work." praised Corvus. "That was fun, indeed." agreed Vellamo. She got her top on and smile at the stoic Corvus who didn't smile back however he nodded. Then, Vellamo waved and left in a jiffy; blushing like a maniac. Feeling so humiliated; Vellamo could not help but cry and she found a lake as she looks down. She found a boat, steps into it and starts rowing while hearing the tribal sounds of men chanting in her mind, "He-yah, he-yah, he-yah, he-yah, he-yah, he-yah, he-yah, Heee-yaaahhh...." over and over each time she rowed the boat. But stopped when she came across a path and looked down at the water. She remembered the diary entry she found of herself: "...Should I marry Captain Reece?...Is this the end for me?...." Vellamo was startled that she backed away and looked back to see something wasn't there. "Geez, I'm going insane." She muttered to herself. And continues to row again and again. 

Corvus watched Vellamo as she bonds with Mark Harish, Silas Tototl, Paul Gajendra, and Josephine Arleigh. Corvus learn from the others about Vellamo had lost four siblings and she has some reason to believe that Mark, Silas, Paul, and Josephine remind her of her deceased siblings. Later, Corvus talked to her and told her of what he knows. Shocked; Vellamo chuckled darkly with no humor and said, "That's the thing...You forget, you don't know anything about me." "I am not going to let you go by yourself." said Krieger. "Oh really?" Vellamo said, unleashing her powers. "Captain Reece, what are you going to do to stop me?" Calmly, Corvus walked over and put his hands on her shoulders. Vellamo gasped, but she heard him say: "Nothing. Because I'm going to help you." Vellamo trembled, "You'd do that...For me?" She asked. Then, her emotions got the best of her and she embraced Corvus tightly but he didn't care, all that matters he was going to help her. He caressed her hair in a comfort manner. "Thank you, thank you!" blubbered Vellamo. She wiped her face and pulled herself together.

End of Part 2

Clarity of Accidents--Another New Story!

Here is another story about how an accident and one person that caused it but could it be merciless or vulnerability? Find out in this tale by me, enjoy! --KatDon

In the police jail cell; one of the cops came to 15 year old Anubis Twain's cell and unlocked it. Jude looked up as the guard said, "Hey buddy, you're free to go." Anubis gave him a suspicious look, "Oh yeah, says who?" He asked. The guard gestured to someone standing there, "He says he knows you." said the guard. There was his fraternal brother standing there with an angry face. Anubis looked relieved, "Bata, hey bro!" He started to say but Bata cut him off, "Don't give me that crappy greeting, let's go Anubis--Dad's waiting." He said harshly. Now Anubis knew he was in big trouble but he's always been in trouble. It was quiet down the road as Anubis looked away from his father. "How could you be so reckless?" demanded his father. "Dad, I wasn't doing this to get attention!" protested Anubis. "Oh no? Then what do you call going at about faster then above the normal speed while driving? You could've hurt someone!" His father protested. "Oh c'mon dad, nobody was nearby! It wasn't like I was about to hurt somebody!" Anubis claimed. "Listen Anbu, you got to let people noticed you for your good deeds. Not doing reckless things, like driving so fast or getting in trouble! Tell me who were you with!" His father said. "NO ONE, I WAS ON MY OWN!!!" Anubis cried out. Just then, the family didn't know that a car was coming in at them. Anubis then noticed, he looked horrified. "DAD, WATCH OUT!!!!" He cried out. His father noticed and looked scared, "OH CRAP!!!" Too late, the car collided with one another and a bright light took over. Anubis woke up in the hospital with bruises and cuts on him, he was greeted by his bandaged but happy brother who embraced him. Anubis asked, "Where's Dad?" Bata looked at him regretfully, "I'm  sorry, he didn't make it." He said. Anubis was shocked, he couldn't believe it. His father was dead! 

At the funeral; Anubis was so ashamed of himself for not stopping his father, or saving him or the other family in the other vehicle. Once the funeral was over, Bata enter the room, "An?" Bata asked in a soft voice. "Please leave me alone." Anubis said weakly. "Anubis, it's OK." His brother assured him but Anubis sat up almost immediately, "DON'T TELL ME IT'S OK, ALL RIGHT?! I KNOW IT WAS MY FAULT!!!" Anub shouted, but he hid his face. "I should've saved Dad, I should have listened to him, I should have told the truth, I should--UGH, DAMMIT! DAMMIT, DAMMIT, DAMMIT!!!!!" He sounded so upset, his brother came to embrace him. Jude felt bad for all the things that happened and he turned to Bata, "I'm not good at saying such emotional crap but I just want to say, thanks for being there for me--even if I'm a jack ass." He said. Bata smiled sadly, "You're my brother, Anubis. It's what I'm here for. Always." He replied. And the Twain Brothers reconcile, thus starting a new beginning. That night, Anubis dreamt that he was walking on this plank and the scenario was all white. "Hello?" He called, "Is anyone there?" Nobody answer until he felt someone's hands around his neck in a tender act of love. "I want you, come find me..." A girl's voice whispered in her ear. Jude woke up, gasping for breath out of fright and fell back asleep. Images of a liplock kiss, then the lips departed as Jude's voice whispered against the gasping beautiful girl, "Did you like that? I really hope you did. Because I've been wanting to do that all this time." Lips osculated together in a passionate manner, hands on skin. In an embrace of something tender and sweet. Cannot see but can feel the touch of delicate skin, it sends a feeling to be alive. When they breathe; it opens the airways and a heart beating in this life and breathes again, so beautiful....Licking lips. Fingers interlocking, hands holding together against white sheets. Cushty panting. Velvety incoherent whispers. It was dark, it felt blurry, so hard to see but there was a feeling of flesh entwined, caressing hair, touching skin. 

Head threw back with a jerk. Nails digging into the skin. Blood scars like scrapes on a chalkboard. More cushty gasps that were reserved: "Oh, oh, oh...." gasped a female's voice. "That's it...That's it...You're entering a whole new world." said Anubis's voice softly. Biting bottom lip, but a pleasurable scream shrilled out. Anub sat up, he couldn't believe he had a dream that way. He was covered in sweat and his nose was running. "Anubis?" His brother asked. Jude jumped and glanced to see Bata in the doorway, "Everything OK?" asked Bata. "Yeah, it's nothing. Just a dream." claimed Anubis. Bata nodded, "So...What was all that panting and whispers I could hear? And you were talking in your sleep." He remarked. "I was?" Jude asked. "Yeah, you were saying, 'it's gonna be all right.' and 'I'm here'. You were also saying, 'That's it' twice and 'you're entering a whole new world'. For the love of--Geez An, what do you dream about in there?" explained Bata. "Maybe you should've listened." said Anubis, looking mortified and red face. "Look, keep your dreams to yourself, OK?" Bata said. Anubis gave his brother a look, "Keep yourself out of my business, all right?" He said. Bata sighed, "Fine. I just want to show you something here." He replied and hand him the newspaper. Anubis took a look at it, "Supernatural Accident?" said the headline. It said that in the accident, a girl might have caused the accident of Anubis and Bata's father to die as well as the other people in the opposite vehicle. Anubis was angry to read this and learns where the girl is hiding out at the cathedral although people brush that off as nothing. That night inside of a cathedral; Anubis and Bata were waiting with his camera and other things. They didn't have to wait long when the Twain Brothers suddenly can see someone coming and saw a glimpse of Ashley, "Belle Dame Sans Mercy!" Bata said softly. Anubis gasped when he saw her as well. Ashley let her hood fall and fell on her knees near a pew and folded her hands together. "I confess to Almighty Goodwill, To blessed Mary, To the blessed archangel Michael, To the holy apostles, to all the saints. And to you, Father, that I have sinned in thought." She prayed. 

Just then, there were monsters known as Manananggals attacked and Ashley fights back while Bata is getting this on his brother's camera, "Now we're going to prove who you are, you witch!" He said to himself. Ashley uses her psionic telekinesis to take down the Manananggals."Come on Bata, I need help--Now!" He begged. "I'm on it!" Anubis said, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. When the battle was over; the Twain Brothers came from their hiding spot to confront Ashley. "What are you doing here? Just tell me, who are you? Really?" Anubis demanded. Shock to see them; Ashley felt weak and she fainted. When she woke up, Ashley didn't know what she was doing or where she was. But she found herself with the brothers however she couldn't see them completely. "Can you tell us your name?" Bata's voice asked. "They're all dead..." Ashley said weakly. There was silence, "Who is?" asked Anubis nervously. Ashley started to speak but she stuttered. "My--my--my--" She felt someone's hands on her shoulders, "Whoa, whoa, take it easy!" Bata commanded sternly. Ashley begin crying, "He's a bad man, a bad man! He's evil!" she sobbed. Then Ashley begin to howl in anger. "MURDERER!!! MONSTER!!!" she screeched and thrashed. Then, the hands on her shoulders pulled her into his chest. "Hey, hey, easy! Take it easy!" He said loudly but Ashley thrashed more and more. "I'll kill 'em! I kill 'em and---" screamed Ashley. She then calmed down and sighed into the guy's lap. "Easy, easy...That's right." said Anubis caressing her hair. He soothed Ashley again: "You're okay, you're just upset. It's OK, shhh." Ashley spoke up, "You're all gonna die...." And passes out. 

The next thing that happened, Ashley woke up to find a piano. A piano that she once had as a child, she remembered that sounds of Beethoven's "Fur Elise" that she used to play with her father. That was so long ago, Ashley was seven years old at the time of that happy memory. Ashley walked over to the piano and begin to play this classical piece. Her fingers were adequate on the keys, she let the music guide her. She didn't realize she was attracting someone else's attention. Ashley felt like she was living in her happy moments of her past all over again! Ashley was in a garden, underneath a cherry blossom tree. The petals of the blossoms were falling off were cascading down like snowflakes. When she saw this as she laughs joyfully. She was like a butterfly fluttering and fluttering in the spring, from flower to flower. It was so peaceful, being in someplace that wasn't...By the time she finished, she felt cool over her. "Ahem!" Ashley snaps out of her daydream and turns around to see a young man applauding. He had disheveled dark haired, he looked like a nice guy with a rebel going on--It was Anubis. He was looking over at Ashley and wondered if she was a merciless killer however he just saw a shy, fidget girl standing there in the room. 

Ashley moved away as she seemed embarrassed. "Oh! I'm sorry!" She whispered softly. "That was beautiful." said Anubis. "Th-Th-Thank you, I hope I--" stammered Ashely. "I, um, looking for someone name Anubis Twain?" Ashley said. Anubis grinned impishly. "You're looking at him." He replied. Ashley looked embarrassed. "Oh....! I didn't know! Your voice is familiar, I didn't see you clearly in the van. You were the brothers from before, right? Thanks." Anubis nodded. "Its fine, you look lost." He noted. Ashley turned away with a flushed face. "Was I?" She said, looking at the window which begin to rattle. "Everyone can be lost sometimes, even I can be so you're not alone." Anubis reassured her. Ashley said, laughing to herself but she felt a fool. "I don't think I'm lost, I think I have gone a little crazy."  Then, the window cracked in a startling matter. "Whoa!" Anubis cried. Ashley covered her mouth, "Oh! Oh, damn! I'm sorry." She said. Ashley turned around and locked eyes with Anubis. Embarrassed; Ashley bowed her head, Anubis put and arm around her in an embrace so gingerly that Ashley felt comforted and safe for a moment, just a moment she felt safe. "Looks like someone is getting too comfortable." A voice said. Ashley jumped and saw a man standing with a skeptical look on his face--Bata. Introductions went about as Jude watched the vulnerable Ashley answered them. 

To get her settled; Ashley entered the classroom, she opened the door to see students talking amongst themselves as they wait for their teacher to come. Ashley looked to see a lone desk in the back of the class and walks up and takes her seat there. Just then, the door opens and the chatter silenced. In walk a teenager, Ashleywas surprised to see that it was a teen boy walking in. He had dark hair and powder blue eyes, pale skin and he was pretty cute. A mature looking boy in well-dressed clothes. "All right, take your seats." He said. "Let's settle down now." The young man cleaned his throat and continued, "Welcome, My name is Bata Twain." Ashley was stunt, "That's Bata Twain?" She mumbled. "He's nothing that I would picture." Just then, the window cracked and the students jumped. Unfazed; Bata glanced at Ashley, “Was it you, Miss Samson?” He asked. Ashley shrugged her shoulders, “No. Why would you say that?” She asked. “You looks like your trouble to the core.” Bata noted, “You looked like you want to rebel but who knows! Maybe you will.” Ashley glared at him, who had his back turned. Ashley clenched her fist. "Oh, I'm trouble to the core? How does he know that I'm trouble? Who does he think he is? Low life child prodigy my ass." She thought. "He doesn't know a damn thing about my past!" However, Ashley felt her nose running so she wipes her nose and to find blood on her hand. Ashley gasped, "Help....Help me." She looked around as she saw no one was paying attention. She looked up and gasped. A zombie-like demon had a grin that showed his sharp teeth and chuckling at her. "What's the matter? It's just a nosebleed, just plug it up!" "Stay away from me, stay away from me!" Ashley begged but she is surrounded by other people who looked demonic and undead. 

Ashley backs away in horror, she then stumbles as she heard a zombie taunting in a satanic voice, "Bleeding to death? Your time has come. You sweet, little, fidget girl!" Ashley backs away on the floor as they were closing in on her. Then, the demonic zombies chanting: "Die, die, die!" Ashley panted, gasping. This was too frightening for her. It was like hell, there was no escape from here. "Help me, help me! Help me! Help! Please! AUGH!!!!" She screeched. Clutching her head as she cowers away from the zombies, who continued to jeer and laugh. In reality; The others are concerned at the hysterical Ashley. "Is she OK?" one student asked. "She looks scared." replied a girl. "Somebody--Get a doctor!" called another student. Bata immediately rushed over and took Ashley by the shoulders, "Hey, Ash! Ash! calm down!" He begged. Ashley continued to scream so Bata begin to do something out of element: He slapped Ashley across her face. Ashley stopped screaming, she panted as her hallucination ended. Ashley look to see that her nose is no longer bleeding. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." Bata said, looking ashamed. He embraced Ashley, who looked dazed. Ashley was being treated at the medics, she looked better but her hair was a mess. She heard someone calling her name, Ashley looked up and saw that it was Anubis running towards her. Overjoyed with tears in her eyes; Ashley embraced her friend as she was happy to see him. "Are you all right?" Jude asked, he pulls away from the embrace as he looks at her tired eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's nothing, really." claimed Ashley. Bata then scoffs at her, "Well it's not your fault that you cause two things to collide right?" He remarked. Ashley gaspsed when she heard this, she looked over at the smug Bata who walked away. 

In her rage; Ashley doodled a crude art of Bata Twainin class, she gave the drawing sharp teeth and a word bubble next to him, saying: "Blah, blah, Blah!" It was so funny when she finished because she laughed to herself. "And pray tell what's so funny, Miss Samson?" Bata called out. Ashley calls out smugly, "Nothing Mr. Twain." Bata marched over to her desk and snatched the doodle. He looked at it, then sarcasm crossed his face. "Is this how you see me?" Mr. Twain asked. He showed the doodle to the class, who snickered at this as Bata crumpled the drawing and stomped it with his foot. Ashley didn't flinched. Mr. Twain leaned in her face and said, "Respect me or I'll fail you." Ashley glared back at him, "Fail me and you'll be sorry!" She replied. "Ooooooh!" went the students. Bata was surprised by this and narrowed his eyes. "Are you threatening me?" He asked. Ashley shrugged. "I'm simply giving you a warning." She said. Bata smirked, "Hmm...Interesting." was all he could say and continued his lesson. After class, she sneaked off to the library to dig up some research and was trying to find some files on anything but she couldn't find a thing! Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw some scrolls in the back and gets up to take a look. As she opened one of the scrolls; she couldn't read what it says. She heard someone coming and hid. It was Bata, he appeared to inspect the scrolls, Ashley watched him carefully as she saw him looking at one. “Does he know?” thought Ashley. Without thinking; she pounced at him, who fell down and felt Samson's hands around his throat. "You know how to read this thing?" She demanded. "Y-Y-Yes. I do." Bata managed to choke out. Ashley loosens her grip on her him and gets up as Cain panted and cough, "Good, you can help me understand it. Go! Do it! Get down to reading! What are you waiting for? Is it hard for you to read too?" She commanded. Bata looked at it and said, "This scroll, I don't think we can use it. It has a--" "‘has a--has a--has a--' What? Tell me one word and I'll be satisfied. The scroll has a problem? A password? An aneurysm?" Ashley guessed. "A secret code." Bata said, he looked at her with chutzpah. Ashley narrowed her eyes. She pinned his neck to the wall hard with her shoe, "How do I know you're telling the truth?" She asked. "Because--If--If I lied then you would get in trouble and I'll be in trouble." gagged Mr. Twain. Ashley released him, "All right, top secret is in your hands." She said. Ashley turned to walk away but Bata stops her. 

"Hold up! Look, no one, such as yourself, should look at this. Besides, if you discover it then--" He said. Ashley raised a finger to hault him. "Don't tell me, they'll gag me and lock me up to keep my mouth shut." She said. Bata looks at her before he nods. "Exactly." He said. "Gotcha." Ashley said with a thumbs-up. The two of them left the library. At night; Anubis heard Ashley screaming. He went to the chamber and opened the door. "Hey, are you OK?" asked Jude. Ashley had a nightmare of her walking the streets where she saw one car about to crash into the other and tried to stop it however she lost concentration by the sound of another car and that's when the cars crashed. She was screaming and thrashing about earlier. She was now startled to see Anubis as she ducked her the covers in terror. "S--sorry, just ghosts haunting me in my dreams!" stuttered Ashley. Anubis looked at her, "You scared?" He asked. "I--No! I just..." Ashley didn't know what to say. "Um, are you're OK? I'm not sure--" Jude place a hand on her forehead but he suddenly saw visions in his mind. Ashley try to push him away, "Let go of me! Ah!" She gasped. But Anubis didn't, he could see images in his head that were memories: A girl happy smiling and playing. Another memory shows of that happy girl crying as she tries to cover her ears from the screaming coming from downstairs. A third shows a woman screaming as the girl cowers and whimpers, "Don't you dare cry or I'll give you a good damn reason to cry!" The woman shouted. The girl was a young version of Ashley, who was abused as child. There was a dream that showed of Ashley move away from her mother, Ashley's mother, who had pleaded with her not to go. But Ashley did not listen. Her mother tried to stop the car, she was yelling: "ASHLEY, MOMMY LOVES YOU!!!" 

Ashley's driving escort locked the doors as she drove away, while Ashley's mother screamed, "I will find you and bring you home! You hear me? I WILL FIND YOU!!!" "What the--?" Anubis thought, "What is all this?" Ashley thrash about violently from her friend, "Stop it!" She cried. "Get out, GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HEAD, STAY OUT OF MY MIND! PLEASE!" More memories invaded into Anubis's head, he saw a massacre. Anubis was horrified, "Ah...What...?" He thought. "Stop this..." He saw in his mind of people getting shot and all sorts of people tortured to death. Ashley pushed him away and ran off while Anubis went to find his brother to go find her. In a flashback; Ashley remembers how her mother Hanna was very disgusted by Ashley as they couldn't stand the sight of her so she send her to live with Hazelelponi. Hazelelponi was kind to poor Ashley and taught her craft as well as art. Ashley developed into a dollmaker as she made friends of her own. She pretended that the dolls she made were her sisters and Ashley became an 'imaginary friend ventriloquist' as she pretended to speak as her own imaginary friends. She was so angry of the cruelty her mother did and decided to sent in a doll for her mother but created a knife in the doll to try to kill her mother. As a joke around the time she was 13; Ashley was honored to wed to the spoiled and pompous Bedan, who was also disgusted at Ashley and cheated on her with the clever and beautiful, Delilah Cendron. Then, her mother and many others tied her up, spin her on the pedestal wheel, and threw fruit at her as a sort of humiliation. Ashley was so ashamed and she retreated to isolation of Hazelelponi. Hazelelponi cared for Ashley, where she comforted her and gave her love. Then, a fire broke out in Hazelelponi's home as Ashley survived with severe burns as Hazelelponi died in the fire. Ashley remembered that she saw Delilah and the other girls. 

There, she vowed revenge where she killed those who wronged her, wrapped up and placed in a statue made out of woven fibers called a wicker man as the bodies are place in there and lightened up. Ashley watched the wicker man light up as she begin to dance around slowly, swaying back in forth. Starting to remember old memories that were kept held in for so long, and is now feeling the pain again from it. In reference for all the many times Ashley got by when she held on to her insecurities, and assumptions. After all the pain Ashley goes through, she continues to fall. She  can’t give up on herself, even though she would be better off if she did so. Anubis and Bata is simply a item she can't get over regerdless of what happens in her, and wishes she didnt need them in her life. she wishes she dosen't need to chase them and try to work things out. They're like a appendix to her, It's in most of our bodies, but theres no real general or vital use for it. "I still fight and I don’t know why....I still fight and I don’t know why." thought Ashley while thinking of Anubis and Bata, "If my heart breaks into despair and sadness, why are you the one that cures them? If If love isn’t something that makes sense, why doesn't it make so much sense to me?" "Ashley!" Jude called out. Ashley turned around, "Anubis? Bata?" She asked. The Twain Brothers look at her, "Why are you so scared? Why can't you admit that you killed our father?" Bata demanded. "Because it was an accident!" insisted Ashley. "Like hell!" Anubis said, he stepped forward and seized her while saying, "Look, tell us you did it and we'll--" But stops when Anubis saw in Ashley's mind of a flashback: She was walking the streets of a highway where she saw one car about to crash into the other and tried to stop it however she lost concentration by the sound of another car and that's when the cars crashed.

Anubis is shocked to hear this and he doesn't hate her anymore. But Ashley was bleeding from the wound as she wanted to die, she fainted however Anubis and Bata rush to save her. Poor Ashley who was crying and she could barely breathe however she lives. Bata learn from Anubis of what really happened in the accident and forgives Ashley in the hospital. Ashley is not relieved and she becomes kamikaze, she wanted to end her life nevertheless Jude wouldn't let her, and the same goes for Bata. Anubis turned to Ashley and locked eyes with her while talking to her, "You cant blame yourself because you never had real love to understand. You have no understanding of something that was never there. It's not your fault." Ashley begin to cry happy tears however she had to say, "If my heart breaks into despair and sadness, why are you the one that cures me? If If love isn’t something that makes sense, why doesn't it make so much sense to me when you're around me?" Anubis smiled and looked at Bata, who smiled too, then Anubis turned back to her, "Because I'm your clarity in the ashes." He replied. Ashley smiles and so her life to recovery would begin. She was going to get stronger and never cause anymore problems with her powers. And she made good friends--Anubis and Bata Twain. 

Baccara--New Story!

Hello everyone, I have a new short story. I hope you guys like it1 Enjoy, it's about a girl with powers she was born with when she was a child. And she confronts the person who had forced her to kill her family and now this guy was on the run. Read this thrilling tale, and I hope you like it. --KatDon 

"My life....It was once so beautiful but then it turn bitter when my father was killed in a car accident....How my rival ruined me. I was cheated out of my childhood for a private practice--Nobody didn't help me or never cared for me. They didn't even protect me, or talk to me, or ask me how I feel. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to do something about it--even it kills me. Heaven, have mercy on me..." When she was little; Biancabella is looking outside of a rainstorm as she steps into the rain and she motions with her hand at the raindrops. But then, the rain drops froze. Everyone is startled by this, even Biancabella was shocked. In modern day; The plane is hovering in the air, a man looks out the window happily and content. He lets out a sigh of relief, "Ah, I'm going home--My home where my family awaits. My trip was quite nice, but there's no place like home." Just then; he was startled by a voice: "Yes, no place like home isn't it. I cannot wait to arrive too." said a mature sounding teenager, it belong to 18 year old Biancabella Baccara. "Miss?" The man asked in confusion. "Oh, sorry. I was just agreeing with you." Biancabella replied politely. "You can't wait to return home too?" The man asked. There was an indifference to Biancabella's face. "Yes." She said. As the plane landed; Biancabella got off and was walking in town however she felt someone near her, "Hello Biancabella, welcome home." A voice greeted from behind. Biancabella turns around to see familiar faces. It was her childhood friends--Leveret Svarog aka The Mad Rabbit, Crevan Talos aka The March Fox  and Bernadette Whiro aka The Dorbear. "Leveret! Crevan! Bernadette! Hi, good to see you again. It's been years since the last time." Biancabella replied, embracing her friends in greeting. They talk for awhile when Biancabella look to see the 

"You know that room upstairs, it's been vacant now hasn't it?" Biancabella said, sitting in the chair. "Up there? No, nobody goes up there." Leveret said lightly. "Why?" Biancabella asked. Leveret was silent before speaking, "People say it's haunted by something more frightened." Biancabella's head shot up, "Haunted?" She asked. Leveret nodded, "Yes, but they could be mistaken." He said. Later on; Biancabella is lying in her room as she looked at a magazine. She was in a white straitjacket with the restraints of straps, zippers, and a high collar capable of gagging the wearer is loosen and the long sleeves that flare outwards closer to the cuffs are also not tight and is loosen up. She wore no shoes as she begins to sing: "Frère Jacques, frère Jacques, Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous? Sonnez les matines! Sonnez les matines! Ding, daing, dong. Ding, daing, dong." She stops for a moment and sings it to herself in English, "Are you sleeping, are you sleeping, Brother John? Brother John? Morning bells are ringing! Morning bells are ringing! Ding, dang, dong. Ding, dang, dong." She remembered a flashback of the trio who helped her out; Leveret, Crevan, and Bernadette inside the abandoned place, calling out: "Biancabella!" They heard someone called back to him, "Go away!" However they ran in as he was shocked to see what Biancabella is doing: Her ankle chained to explosives of dynamite on the rock being prepared. "What are you doing?" asked Leveret, eyes filled with fear. "Making a statement." replied Biancabella. "B, whatever you think your doing, please don't do it." said Crevan calmly. Biancabella looked away from him, "Please, go away." She said darkly. "Let us help  you, B." Bernadette coaxed, walking over to her carefully. 

Biancabella begin to weep, "Why can't you people leave me alone?" She demanded through her sobs. Leveret hold back his own tears, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you went through so much pain." He said. Biancabella gave him a glare as she telepathically choke holds of them. The trio chokes and gasps for air. "Look at what you made me do, Leveret!" Biancabella sobbed. "Don't kill us, Biancabella!" rasped Leveret. "Why not? Haven't I been through enough?!" exclaimed Biancabella, tears were splashing out from her eyes. Leveret had never seen such painful rage in a girl like her, Biancabella let them go so they can breathe as she begin to cry again but she tells the three of them in her grief, "I--I--I killed my family....Did you know that? I hate myself for it, I really do, it's all my fault!" Leveret walked slowly to her, "I know the real truth, you were blackmailed! That bastard was going after your family! It's OK, you don't have to hide from me or any of us. We can help you, nobody will hurt you but we can't help you if you close yourself in. Open your heart, we want to be your friend." Leveret said. Biancabella considered this, she was touched by the fact that he came to find her. That was sweet. Nobody has ever done that for her. Not at all. Biancabella nodded, "OK. Get me out of here." She said. However; Biancabella became insane as her friends were concern for her. Lingering in the doorway; Leveret, Crevan, and Bernadette could see a beautiful landscape. Harmonic alarm clocks, creatures calling out names, wind whispering softly, raindrops falling from the not so gray skies, fields of origami flowers, candy clouds puffing, vivid purple skies, silent until angels sing on high. "Biancabella?" Leveret called. He could hear, "Oh! It's beautiful here." "Don't leave me alone!" pleaded Biancabella from afar. Leveret, Crevan, and Bernadette stopped when they saw a blood trail and followed it. It got further and further, they found Biancabella turning away from him and Leveret, Crevan, and Bernadette called her name, "B!" Biancabella turned and stare at him but she fainted on the ground. She blamed herself for being a victim to the past but Leveret, Crevan, and Bernadette encouraged, "It's never too late." They comfort her and Biancabella found the strength to make herself better. 

Meanwhile; A man was look a picture book as he saw this of a girl in different outfits that weren't too revealing: Who was this girl? The mysterious girl in the vintage dress is a singer. No last name is given for her but she is known for her strange fashion. In art books of herself; she wears the strangest things and there's even pictures of herself. She wears headpieces of butterfly frames, bows and ribbons, skull on doilies, and an encased skull on the side of her head. Her facial decorations has teardrop kinds that are below her eyes. She wore her signature neck piece of a ruffled choker with a bow. Heidi wore a bow with a brooch around her neck, she sometime wears a diamond key, and her name in 'bling' as people would call it. In the spotlight, her hair changes over time from blue to purple by dying it. However she avoided having her hair shown as white blonde for some strange reason. As an artist, she wears over-sized studs and studs and spikes. The rings she wears is a gun ring, a doll head ring, and a spike ring. But never her favorite white and pink ring. The shoes that she wore while in the public eye is all different kinds: One shoe pair is black bow high heels, another pair is of laced open side stilettos, a third pair is laced pink pumps, a fourth is of black studded and chained ones, a fifth is a pair that is ribbon, and a last pair is over-sized platforms. She wears shoulder pieces, makes outfits out of toilet paper and garbage bags as well as a broken bird cage. Her latest outfit is of her in a panda dress. While alone, Heidi wore a cerulean blue knee-length dress, with a white pinafore apron on top. Underneath her dress, she wears a white petticoat, white stockings, white knee-length pantalettes, black strapped Mary Jane shoes and a black bow in her hair. This girl was Biancabella, who made her career as a model of the strangest, not so controversial, and expressive darkly images. 

That night; Biancabella screamed with terror as she flared her arms away and tried to get out but there was no escape. She felt the pair of eyes staring down at her, they were about to get closer and closer until Biancabella awoke with a shriek and sat up the night, trembling with fear. Later in the day; Biancabella was standing in the rain, at a building to get to the bus stop. She was dropped off by an agent however she was soaking wet. Just then, she thought someone called out to her: "Are you going to a bus stop?" It was a young man, he was stoic looking. He wore an attire of grey jeans and blue plaid blazer. "Um, yes. I am!" Biancabella called out shyly. "Would you like a ride?" asked the young man. "I would, thanks." said Biancabella, and she entered the passenger seat. "Thank you, thank you for rescuing me." She replied. "You're welcome." answered the stoic man. While driving, Biancabella was so grateful by this young man's kindness; she couldn't help it: "Uh...My name is Biancabella Baccara." "I'm Dennis Faust." said the stoic man. Biancabella talked, the man was not the chatty type but he listened and kept his answers simple. The rain had stopped, Biancabella and Dennis noticed. "I'm quite glad it rained." said Biancabella, smiling. Dennis looked at her and he smiled faintly at her. The two of them arrived at the bus stop, Biancabella could see the blue sky and clouds that were white. Dennis stopped his car, Biancabella left but not before saying goodbye and thanking him once again. Dennis nodded and Biancabella went to the bus stop, just in time to see the bus approaching. She looked back but found the car was driving away. "Maybe he's in a hurry." thought Biancabella. She turned and climbed up onto the bus. 

As she opened the door, there was no turning back now. While looking around, she saw that it was empty for years. "Now, let's see....Which way do I go to?" muttered Biancabella, looking around. Just then she heard a tweaked sound of a clock turning. There was a pause and then there was a glimmer sound to a music box. Biancabella wandered around until she found the music box, a crystal ball like one with a figure of a ballerina pirouetting. She was so delighted to see this beautiful thing as she beckons it over to her telekinetically and held it in her hands. She looked at it as she watched the ballerina twirl, however in the reflection; she thought she saw someone there and turned but found no one was there. Biancabella shake her head and rubbed her eyes, "I must be seeing things." She muttered. Biancabella watched the mechanic ballerina dance until its tired, machine heart beats slowly until the song disappears. Then it stops. There was an eerie silence until Biancabella heard singing, sad but soft crooning: "There was an old woman all skin and bone Who lived near the graveyard all alone. She thought she'd go to church one day To hear the parson preach and pray." And another voice went, "O-o-o-o-o-o! O-o-o-o-o-o!" The singing went again, but the words were different than the first: "And when she came to the church-house stile She thought she stop and rest awhile. She came up to the door, She thought she'd stop and rest some more." Then, the same voice after went, "O-o-o-o-o-o!  O-o-o-o-o-o!" Biancabella was a little freaked out when she heard the singing again with different words, somehow this song sounded familiar, "But when she turned and looked around She saw a corpse upon the ground. From its nose down to its chin The worms crawled out, and the worms crawled in." There it was again! "O-o-o-o-o-o!  O-o-o-o-o-o!" The singing came there again, "The woman to the preacher said, 'Shall I look like that when I am dead?'" Then, it was there the last time: "O-o-o-o-o-o!" and the singing said in a creepy, low tone, "The preacher to the woman said, 'You shall look like that when you are dead!" 

There was something that made Biancabella shrieked when she heard a shock, panicky scream, "AAAAAAAAAAA!" Biancabella ran as she went to the bathroom, which was the safest place she could think of. There was a voice on the opposite side of the door. It was just a quiet, whisper voice. "Why don't you open the door?" said the voice, "I've come for you. You'll be happier if you open the door. It's not so bad..." Biancabella trembled, however she didn't know what to do anymore. Maybe it won't be so bad. However, she won't fall for it but she musters the courage. Panting with fear; Biancabella had her pen knife in her hand as she mumbling to herself in a mantra: "I'm OK. I'm not scared, I'm not scared. I can do this. I'm not afraid....." She went out there, looking around as she stepped out of her hiding spot. She looked left, then right. Breathing a sigh of relief, Biancabella walked as she said to herself over and over again, "I am not scared, you hear that? Not scared at all." Then she shouted out, "I AM NOT SCARED!!!!!" Just then, a crash of thunder was so loud that made Biancabella screamed and jumped. "Oh crap." She muttered. Then laughed to herself. However she finds something fell and she jumps.There laying on the floor was a mascot on the floor. It looked like some sort of disturbing looking one that remained unfinished, Biancabella looked at it and then to her horror; the mascot started to get up. First sitting up, then climbing to its feet, the mascot stood there at the center of the room, its fake face just starting at Biancabella directly as she mumbled "No...This can't be happening..." over and over and over. She wanted to run however her legs refuse to work. She wanted to scream however she was so terrified that she could not make a sound! 

The mascot now quietly looking at her. Biancabella raised her eyes once again to the costumed figure."Hey," it said in a hushed, perverted voice, "Wanna see my head come off?" It started to pull at its own head, working its clumsy, glove-clad fingers around its neck with clawing, impatient movements similar to a wounded man trying to pull himself free of a predator's jaws. As it worked its digits into its neck. So much blood...thick, chunky, yellow blood. Biancabella turned away, sickened by the sight, she only cared about getting away. Finally, as she calmed down; Biancabella walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. She bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling her eye. What she saw was a bedroom and in the corner was a woman whose skin was incredibly pale. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. She stared in confusion for a while. Biancabella almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity but decided not to. As Biancabella was still looking, the woman turned sharply and she jumped back from the door, hoping she would not suspect he had been spying on her. The scenery changed before her eyes, all she saw was redness. She couldn't make anything out besides a distinct red color, un-moving. Perhaps these inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red. Biancabella backs away but then she found a record about that room: A long time ago, a man was killed after he murdered his wife in there, and what people find that even now, whoever stays there gets very uncomfortable. 

But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red. Biancabella was scared, however she found something that frightened her. There were four test subjects also had large portions of muscle and skin torn away from their bodies. While the heart, lungs and diaphragm remained in place, the skin and most of the muscles attached to the ribs had been ripped off, exposing the lungs through the ribcage. All the blood vessels and organs remained intact, they had just been taken out and laid on the floor, fanning out around the eviscerated but still living bodies of the subjects. They continued to scream to be left in the chamber and alternately begged and demanded that the gas be turned back on, lest they fall asleep. One of the subjects died from having his throat ripped out, another was gravely injured by an artery in his leg severed by one of the subject's teeth. When heart was seen to beat for a full two minutes after he had bled out to the point there was more air in his vascular system than blood. Biancabella was scared, she thought she heard someone's footsteps as she pulled out her pen knife and prepared for anyone who might be coming would attack her. There was a figure standing there, she didn't know who it was. It looked like a silhouette of a man and then a creature. Biancabella pointed her pen knife at the remaining figure, "I won't be locked in here with you! Not with you!" She screamed at the figure. "WHAT ARE YOU? I want to know!" 

The figure replied, "Have you forgotten so easily? I am the madness that lurks within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind. I am what you hide from in your beds every night. I am what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread." Biancabella got away as she didn't look back. In the meantime, Biancabella got away as she found a movie player which she saw herself as a kid scared to see small animals lying dead on the ground bleeding. Young Biancabella had a shocked and saddened look on her face. In a split second, Biancabella saw the man facing towards her with his eyes open and they were black with those red glowing dots. He laughed as he said, "Hello. Do you want to play with me?" The girl ran, looking scared out of her wits. Suddenly there was a creepy laugh, Young Biancabella tripped and laid there and started crying. But then the man appeared right in front of her and the girl looked up in horror. Blood started to come down those blackened eyes of the man's as a grin slowly grew from his face as he looked down at the horrified girl. Just in a split second the man lunged at Young Biancabella who let out a loud screeching. Biancabella was scared as she looked away as she could hear someone whisper, "Try to keep this interesting for me, Baccara." Biancabella turned around to see where the voice came from, and what she saw made her scream. Sitting in a chair, staring right at her was the man in black smiling with bloodstains under his eyes. Biancabella ran, clutching the music box. 

She found her own diary in the middle of the room, it was a black one with metal like decorations and a skull. When she opened it, she read the entries which said: "The world is a scary, crazy place and you have to be kind of insane to play the game properly. In other words, you will lose sleep because you have to spend so much time working. You have to stalk things if you want them, in the sense that you have to be manipulative and cunning. You can’t think about morals when you’re going after something. You have to strike violently and swiftly or else you’ll miss it. Soon you can start to be a little more slick about it, or more groomed, as it were; you get a handle on playing the game. You start to get the look of the people you run with and the mannerisms." Biancabella turned the page and read the next entry, "You have to jump at the chance to step on somebody for your own gain. You've got to watch to make sure nobody stabs you in the back. The older you get, the harder it’s going to be to keep up the game of using and being used, and you'll eventually retire and move somewhere. Everybody that lives this way dies the same, sad and alone." In the next page of the entry, it said: "When you get to the end of your life, you will look back and look back on all of the actions you took in your life. The closer you come to death, the more you stop caring about your enemies and the people that you have hurt or have injured you. feeling more helpless and useless. Being a corner of your bed, trying to psyche yourself up to rid himself of  sad thoughts. If you were running in a pack, but you realize you feel that you are unique. You need to break out of that world." 

Inside it was a small room, and an extremely morbid scene. There were traces of blood and tiny bone fragments lay scattered across the floor.What truly frightened her to hear strange, agonizing screams that were extremely frightening and on the walls, she found letters that said: “That's where three kids went.” and she looked over to found dead people slumped in pools of their own blood. Biancabella looked over at them, she kicks one over gently and saw their eyes gouged out. Biancabella was shocked by this as she backs away in fear. But she thought she saw someone there, when she glanced over; no one was there. Biancabella did find something on the floor, it was a ripped out entry from the journal she read. It sounded like a rhyme, "It was four o'clock, there were slimy badgers. Going around and making holes in it of the grassy plot at the sundial. All it was misery, with wings less parrots and a green hog from home whistles. Beware of Erasmus Heri." She looked at her entry went like this, "A music box ballerina spins around, so my gray mindset stems from within. Day after day I've become monotonous, creating a stable but spiritually draining life. I yearn to escape from the container. I'm sick of rotating around day after day and want my soul to fly free—even if that involves becoming broken. I'm afraid of changing my ways, so I'm frozen, unable to do anything. Please let me go free; I don't this to be shattered, but erased, so I can forget about it as I reconnect with the world. On one hand, I desire freedom. On the other, I want to stay safe. I might be unhappy inside the glass, but at least I know I’ll be okay. If I escapes, I might die outside. Birds are free, but open to the sky’s dangers."

Long ago....A boy photographs outside of a church when he is about to snap another picture when he can see a young girl in the lenses. He looks up to see this beautiful girl who is wearing a short sleeved white and blue dress with Mary Jane blacks. She has white blonde hair that stands out from the average Sunday clothes she wore. "Beautiful." muttered the man. The girl glance at the man and smiles brightly. The boy photographing the church is Erasmus Heri, he has been closed to the family ever since but mostly desires the ashen blonde girl who is Young Biancabella. Young Biancabella spends time with him where she is fascinated with stories about Fiona. The 'fruitful' Fiona, however it is a metaphor story about Biancabella and how he feels about her. When she turned 9 and her friendship with Erasmus soured when Erasmus forced Biancabella to be a slave in order to save her family. However, she couldn't take anymore and stopped. Just then; Biancabella was 12; there was a tragedy came upon her family where Erasmus had her family tied up and he forced her to burn them, which she reluctantly does while having Erasmus screaming at her. Her family died in the fire, Biancabella was traumatized with burnt marks on her skin. She survived as she fears Erasmus, for the monster that he is. Biancabella was suspended by her wrists, her mouth had a gag in her mouth and she muffled in fear. Her eyes widened while a creepy monotone voice was almost sing-song, "My love, I know you love me too. You need me, you need me in your life. You can't live without me, and I'd died without you--I'd kill for you." In the meantime; Leveret, Crevan, and Bernadette was looking for their friend when all of a sudden, they received a note that reads: "I have Biancabella, come and find me if you dare but DON'T TRY ANYTHING!!!!!"

She found Erasmus's diary and was horrified to read the entries in there: "Her lips taste like fruit punch, she says. She puts lip balm flavored on them, I can tell. I understate my love for her, I don't reveal my true feelings for Fiona and my desire to get in bed with her. I have a reputation for hitting off with women but I have changed. I am quite fond of spontaneous romance, I want passions with my Fiona and so infatuated for Little Fiona. All I wanted was a romantic night with her my way. Biancabella, my Fiona. She has no shame in her game. She lies about her promiscuity for she lives in a luxurious lifestyle, a smooth talker to the boys--Including me. People who don't know Little Biancabella are fooled by her demeanor as everyone falls in love with her looks. Yet nobody knows what she's like, I can't understand how persuasive she is. Fiona can talk her way out of any situation, how? Because she's beautiful! Watching women like her eat ice cream is sensuous...Fiona...." Biancabella was horrified and read the next entry: "Biancabella is a party girl at heart, she gets dressed up and hopes to find a crowd. Always depending on the kindness of strangers, everything you want is impossible. She's playing around and breaking my black heart. Looks being drained due to stress. She doesn't care for the abuse she gets for loving me. She seeks only happiness and doesn't see the problem. Even if it's an older man--Me." She didn't not know to trust to tell someone about him. 

Erasmus wore a top hat and a suit which looked colorful and wild. He wore gloves and nice shoes as well as a neck tie. "Ah, you came! I knew you came, and your brought the fishes. How delightfu--Huurkkk!" He said, but was seized by the throat. "Where is she?!" demanded Leveret. Erasmus choked as he managed to gasp out, "Who?" "Biancabella, your Fiona." Leveret remarked. Erasmus smiled in a depraved manner, "Ah, her." He said. Then, he said, "I'll tell you where but one thing--HAVE SOME POWDER!!!" As he hit Damon with a powdered puff but this powder was strong and knocked him out. When Leveret and the other two woke up, he saw paintings in a crude inspired way. There was Erasmus slitting a man's throat and flayed off all his skin and he strung the chair. Then, a second man who was tied naked to a column, and flayed alive. The man's quartered body was then distributed as a war trophy among the army, and his skin was stuffed with straw and sewn, reinvested with his military insignia, and exhibited riding an ox in a mocking procession along the streets. There was a crude vision of Erasmus with an army of skeletons wreaking havoc across a blackened, desolate landscape. Fires burn in the distance, and the sea is littered with shipwrecks. A few leafless trees stud hills otherwise bare of vegetation; fish lie rotting on the shores of a corpse-choked pond. In the foreground, skeletons haul a wagon full of skulls; in the upper left corner, others ring the bell that signifies the death knell of the world. A fool plays the lute while a skeleton behind him plays along; a starving dog nibbles at the face of a child; a cross sits in the center of the painting. People are herded into a trap decorated with crosses, while a skeleton on horseback kills people with a scythe. A third vision where Erasmus feasting upon a child. The child's head and part of the left arm has already been consumed. The right arm has probably been eaten too. Erasmus is on the point of taking another bite from the left arm; as he looms from the darkness, his mouth gapes and his eyes bulge whitely. 

Levret, Crevan, and Bernadette could hear haunted singing.  Then they heard voices and got ready, the trio found the white door as he barged it open. Erasmus had an arm around Biancabella's nape tightly and in his other hand was a steak knife, "Don't come and closer--Or she dies, she knows that she belongs to me." Erasmus threatened. "Leveret, help me!" Biancabella begged tearfully. Just then, bottle corks popped and objects lifting 15 feet in the air. Erasmus was horrified by this, "What the--What is this sorcery?" He demanded, "What's going on? Are you doing this?" Leveret was standing there calmly but a smirk appeared on his face, "Maybe I am." More objects were still levitated in the air but then the ceilings were crumbling and  things were falling apart. "I don't believe it!" gasped Erasmus. "Leveret!" Biancabella cried, reaching towards him. "Biancabella!" Leveret called, he successfully caught her and pulled her close to him. "C'mon, we gotta get away!" He said. Just before they left; Erasmus emerged from the rubble as he cried out, "No, please! Don't leave me here, Fiona!" Heidi glared at him, "I told you, I'm not Fiona--It's Biancabella....You force me to killed my family." She claimed and turned away. Erasmus tried reaching as he screamed hysterically, "FIONA!!!" Biancabella turned and screamed as loud as she could, "I'M NOT YOUR FRIGGIN' CARMEN, YOU BASTARD!!!!" Then with all of her might; Biancabella kicked Erasmus in the head, his neck snapped and he fell lifeless in the rubble however Damon pulled her as they got to safer ground. Once they got away; Leveret looked at how much damage the manor is but looked over at Biancabella who was quiet for a moment. "Are you OK?" Crevan asked. Biancabella nodded, "I will be." She admitted. Bernadette hugged Biancabella, Crevan patted her shoulder, and Leveret walked over to her and put an arm around her to say, "It's over." Biancabella smiled at him, "Yes." She said. They walked away. 

Uranometria: Luna di Sangue--Coming Soon!

Hello everyone, I have done the unthinkable--I have a new story arc on Uranometria! This new one is focusing on people who's been affect by Hunter's moon, which also means blood moon. The blood moon affects people to break out into strange behaviors of different symptoms--Passion, violent, and insanity. Stay tuned for this amazing but beautiful and terrifying arc.