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The Kingdom of Merah is situated right at the borders of Sadoyus, Furen and Umoba. It is governed by Vampire's House of Principal under the reign of the Prince Jean Phillipe, son of First Lady, Queen Elizabeth Bathory.

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Kingdom of Merah is inhabited by mostly Voids, those who are immortals. The rulers are, however made of vampires. Easier said, vampires are the leaders of Voids.

King: Count Vlad Dracul (pure-blooded monarch)
Queen: Countess Elizabeth Bathory (pure-blooded monarch), the late Lady Jamilah (Royal-blooded human)

For thousands of years, Count Vlad Dracul has been the ruler of this kingdom, helped by The Vampire House of Principal. But the truth is, The House of Principal is controlled by his vampire Queen, Countess Elizabeth Dracul who is a Bathory married to him by arrangements. Elizabeth often does things behind his back because she has her own plan. Basically, the three main families aka royalties in Kingdom of Merah are made of The Draculs, The Bathories and The Rilles. The Draculs has always been the ruler, much to the other two royal families’ wrath. The Bathories and The Rilles each wants to be ruler themselves.

Originally, Bathories and Rilles are born when princesses from Draculs’ family married Knight ranking vampires. Their descendants are thus called Bathories and Rilles.

THE HIERARCHY:

1) Monarchs: Made of pure-blooded vampires, live the longest life, they are the True Vampires from a very ancient time, lead by The Draculs. The three main families are The Draculs, The Bathories and The Rilles. Made up The Councils in The House of Principal.

2)Knights: Noble pure-blooded vampires. They can live a slightly shorter life than the Monarchs. They have special powers, like controlling fire and stuff. Made up The Councils in The House of Principal.

3)Subjects: Normal ordinary vampires. They live a shorter life compared to The Monarchs and The Knights. They can’t erase memories or hypnotise, and have no special abilities but ordinary vampire powers (Speed, though slower than Knights and Monarchs, fast-healing.) However, a rare case it might be, sometimes there are Subjects who can be born with special powers like The Knights. If they are loyal enough, they can be promoted to the Knights rank.

4)Servants: Ex-human vamps. Only human can change into Servants, though. Other race of Voids won’t. Most of the Servants will lose their thinking abilities and live just out of bloodlusts depending on their survival instinct.

5)Other Voids, whatever whatever, figure that out urself, lol..Each of the non-vampire Voids has their representative in the House of Principal to defend their rights. Then, there's the humans.

6)Dhampirs: The children born from marriages between vampires and human, no matter which one of them is the human and the vampire. Dhampirs aren’t perfect like humans and vampires, because it was said marriages between vampires and humans are against the nature. They have no nails, nor bones, no shadows because they are soulless (This included vampires too), snub nose or sometimes no nose at all, just two holes to let them breathe, big head and their back bones are very obvious and the males have tail-like feature, springing from their back bones. They still have bloodlusts, and they have all the vampiric abilities with none of the weaknesses. For example, silver and garlic and sunlight. But vampires in this story are not afraid of any religious items, okay? This makes them a natural vampire slayer and demon slayer as well. Vampires and demons have no chance of winning when facing a fully-grown dhampir. But they will be fully developed only when they are 21 years old. Most of them wouldn’t make it as they are often killed. Dhampirs are decided as the lowest creature in Void’s society.

THE (VAMPIRE) HOUSE OF PRINCIPAL:

The highest ranked members are three Bathories and three Rilles. Each of them has three loyal subordinates, those who are Knights (the Nobles). Under these subordinates, another forty-eight members of lower ranking Nobles. Representatives from other Voids and human are given one chair in the House of Principal, and their matters are completely separated from the vampire matters. These representatives are seldom called in meetings.


[How humans are changed:
First, their blood are sucked until they are half dead, then, the vampire who suck their blood will feed his own blood to them. Vampires never kill humans unless they intend to do that. Usually humans who are changed into Servants are stronger than any other human, that’s why the vampires want them to be the Servants.

Current situation in Kingdom of Merah:

Lies: Count Vlad Dracul had descended the throne and passed the throne down to the second prince, Prince Jean Phillipe and now he's living a peaceful life along with his wife.
Truth: Queen Elizabeth usurped the throne, forced her timid son to ascend, making him a puppet. The real ruler is her, assisted by other Bathories and The House of Principal. Count Vlad Dracul whereabouts is unknown.
Truth: Queen Elizabeth somehow, has managed to keep the kingdom out of Darkness's power. So far, though Darkness has made several attempts to conquer the kingdom, all the attempts failed horribly. They, however seemed to agree that dhampirs should be annihilated, so since the usurp, Queen Elizabeth made a new law concerning dhampirs. Dhampirs are wiped out cruelly.
Lies: Dhampirs are extinct creatures.
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Ahahaha..i had to transfer this from Furen forum..

They rushed towards The Main Hall, panic rising with every step they take. Soon, all the seats were fully occupied. “What’s going on?!!” asked one of them, a bearded noble named Warwick. “Are you a fool?” asked another noble named Romanovich. For a moment the hall was filled with the two of them spitting harsh words towards each other. Suddenly, their glasses containing red liquids shattered, silencing both of them. They trembled as their eyes met that of a man with a scar on his left cheek, the scar left by a dhampir hundreds of years ago. Beside him, a handsome lady sat, beside a young, scared-looking man.

The beautiful lady was the one who spoke first. “I see that my stepson has made his comeback,” she said calmly. Those who were in the Council drooped their back and shoulders. “Sir Clarence, what do you think of this?” she asked, glancing at a spectacled elderly man. “It’s obvious. We should dispatch a new pack of assassins, before Prince Reza successfully get a hold of his power.” he said, adjusting his spectacles. “Well said. We should do that, for the sake of the vampire clan,” she retorted.
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She stared out of the window in the dimly-lit room, thinking. A knock on the door startled her out of her dreamy thoughts. An elderly man wearing smart, black suit entered the room, bowing to her politely. “Your Highness, Lord Bathory is here to meet you,” She smiled. “Is that so? Call him in,” she ordered. The elderly man bowed again, and went out. A few seconds later, a tall man wearing a round glass on his left eye entered the room. She held out her hand towards the man and he took her hand, flashing a ruby ring with weird spiral symbol on it. He brought her fair hand to his lips and kissed it. “How is my lovely Queen sister doing?” he asked. “Worried, but very good in health, my dear brother,” The blonde-haired woman answered. “You brought news, I suppose?” she asked without procrastinating. “Ah, yes. But it would be better if you hear it from your good nephew. Edward,” he turned around. A man in dark blue mantel, tattooed on his neck with the same spiral symbol was leaning on the door, watching them casually. “Edward! What’s with that impolite posture?” snapped the first man. The second man glanced at him; his father actually, and then fixed his gaze at the beautiful, blonde woman. “How do you do, Aunt Liz?” he said.

“Edward!” hissed the father. Elizabeth chuckled. “It’s fine, Phillip. I am his aunt. I’m fine, Edward. How do you do?” she asked kindly. “Bad news. We’re dead ducks,” answered Edward. “Edward! How dare you talk to the Queen like that?!” scolded his father. “What? I’m just saying out the truth. I saw him, didn’t I?” Edward tried to defend his action. Elizabeth gazed at her nephew coldly. “Elaboration, Edward,” she said with authority. “Well, as I said before, we’re a bunch of dead ducks. He’s already too powerful. There were fifty Servants going after him, he sucked them dry and killed all of them with bare hands. He killed Baron Musgrove’s son without using half of his power. Not to mention, he has made acquaintance with a bunch of strong guys too. Liutenant Christopher Fairfax and Squad Captain, Sir Noah Burroe were killed by his new friends.” Edward recited faithfully, staring past the vampire queen. “We should have killed him when his mother was pregnant with him. If only we do that, we can kill him along with his whore mother.” Phillip suddenly cut in with a grim voice. “I would have done that, if only that stupid Vlad weren’t so cautious about the b***h’s safety.” answered Elizabeth. A strange light appeared in Edward’s eyes, just for seconds though.

“Edward, where is he now?” He focused his steady gaze to Elizabeth. “In Azuriya,” he answered shortly. “I see….Well, we should hold a grand funeral for the three brave warriors, shouldn’t we?” said the Queen, smiling again. Her brother looked at her thoughtfully. “What about that wretched dhampir?” he asked. “Reza? Well, we’ll dispatch a new group of assassins of course, and we’ll take him by surprise on the fifth day of next month. That would be two weeks from now, wouldn’t it?” She smiled once more, this time cruelly.
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This is a bloody story; full of darkness, betrayal and cruelty....

Once upon a time, there lived a young prince who was entitled with eternal beauty and sexiness, brilliance and knowledge so vast like the ocean and a personality so charismatic, he captured the hearts of maidens who laid their eyes upon him. Along with those beauty, came his unmistakably grim manner and devilish behaviour inherited from his bloodline, aged millions of thousands years old. This persona was named Vlad, his family’s name Dracul which made the name Vlad Dracul when you put two and two together.

As mentioned earlier, he was a prince and no ordinary prince at that. Prince Vlad was a Monarch amongst the bloodsucking race. A vampire. A royal vampire. And he had perfect dental condition, indeed he had, his teeth were strong, and were always sparkling white (no, the author does not have any obsession with teeth, thank you). Maybe that should be the perfect explanation of the curiosity often questioned like this, “Why is he a pig? Really, he’s such a womanizer pig….,”. Because of his perfect dental condition. (I repeat, I have no obsession with beautiful, white set of teeth with strong enamels often brushed with strawberry-flavoured tooth-paste) This means he had strong fangs, get it already. Maybe that was the reason of why he loved toying around with girls and women, the affairs never last more than three days. ‘You only live twice. Once, when you have sex. Twice, when you drink the exquisite true taste of maidens blood. Hmm….scratch that. Twice is when you suck blood while having sex. Yep, sex is good.” He had admitted once when asked by a noble-bred little darling after making out with her. She ran out crying and became a nun soon after, though she started meeting in secret with Vlad a few months afterwards. Weird girl.

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Kalene rode atop her demon horse, Rafiel, looking around curiously. She had just come from out of the forest to where it opened up to a lush grassland. She knew that she had stepped over Furen's border into another kingdom that she didn't know the name to.
A cool light breeze blew in and the emerald green grass brushed against Rafiel's legs. Kalene's skin sparkled and tingled under the sun's light touch. The sky was full with fat lazy clouds that were dappled with light colors of pinks and blues. Kalene smoothed the black fur on Rafiel's strong neck. She watched as the wind played in his violet mane.
Sighing, Kalene drew her hand down Rafiel's large bat wing, whose webbing was violet.
Kalene, there's a city ahead, came her brother's mental vioce in her mind.
Kalene smiled, Tell Serillion to get his scaley tale back here and we'll see who can get there first. Me on ground, and you in the sky.
Hoho! You're gonna get it sis!
Kalene grasped Rafiel's mane.
I'll beat that big brute, Serillion. He can't fly as fast as I can run, Rafiel's smooth, deep mental vioce came into her mind.
Kalene laughed as Serillion chided mentally, Oh really? Well you're up for a big disappointment.
Wow, Serillion, you sound so serious, Rafiel laughed.
Keep laughing, Raf. You'll be eating dust before you know it, Serillion said firmly.
In case you didn't realize, reptile, you're gonna be in the sky.
"Guys!" Kalene interrupted the dispute. "Let's race and we'll see who wins. Alright?" Once Serillion was hovering a few feet above Kalene and Rafiel was poised for a hard run, Kalene yelled mentally, The race is on!
And Rafiel launched forward, reaching out with his front feet and propelling himself forward. He ran hard and fast. Kalene could barely hear his hooves hitting the ground over the roar of the wind ripping her hair back and pressing against her face. His wings were pressed tight to his sides and his head was low and ears laid back. He was determined to beat Serillion. Just like Kalene was determined to beat her brother.
This isn't just between you and Serillion, Kalene said mentally to just Rafiel. This race is to the four of us. We'll win, Raf.
Kalene pressed her hand to Rafiel's neck and exerted some of her energy into Rafiel. She had never shared her energy with anyone but her brother.
Kalene! Rafiel yelled as they neared the city.
His vioce was terror-striken. Kalene didn't understand. They had won... she had helped them win. But that was her thoughts exactly before she blacked out and fell.
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But that is not the point here. When he reached his twenty-first birthday, he was thunderstruck to find that he was already engaged to a beautiful Monarch lass, named Elizabeth. Elizabeth came from the Bathory family, a royal family second only to the Draculs. That was the reason behind the choosing of her as the future vampire king’s bride. Elizabeth herself, who was a beautiful 18-years old blonde then, had been head over heels for Vlad since they met on her twelfth birthday party. She was truly happy when their engagement was announced. Vlad however reacted quite in the opposite way. He was not pleased with the engagement, and he did not bother to suppress his feelings inside to keep the royal families’ honor at all. Refusing out loud, he stormed out of the ball room, leaving poor Elizabeth standing dumbfounded alone, shamelessly hunting for food as well as a sleeping partner.

His action had caused a big commotion in the palace. Elizabeth could not help but wept bitterly, being flatly refused by her first love like that. The Bathories were furious and Elizabeth’s aunt, Duchess of Exelbourgh was practically attacking the King, Vlad’s father who was also a very close cousin of hers with demands for appropriate explanations. It took the King quite some time before the commotion finally died down. An order was issued by the king, commanding a few warriors with their soldiers to search for Vlad and bring him back to the palace immediately. It was firmly decided by the King that his Crown Prince WILL put the engagement ring onto Elizabeth’s delicate ring finger, with or without his consent. Vlad was found “having an intelligent discussion” with a young female librarian, on the counter, in the Royal Library. He was brought back to the palace, forced to take a bath and became officially engaged to Elizabeth who could not help but stared teary-eyed at the red hickeys on his neck while her casanova fiancée slid the engagement ring into her finger. And that was just the beginning.

to be continued….
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Continued:
Vlad, Vlad, Vlad. Vlad. That name had always been in her thoughts, in her dreams ever since she saw him a few years back. She remembered that day clearly like it just happened yesterday. She was feeling very happy, saying ‘thank you’ as her guests presented her with birthday gifts when that beautiful boy stepped inside the hall where she was having her party. His black hair shone as he jerked away from his many attendants, and the expression he was giving with his golden eyes while doing that had been etched into her memory so deeply she could never forget it.

“Is that him?” She had heard a guest asked. “Yes, that’s him. Our Crown Prince.” answered another. Everyone had dropped to their knees as a figure appeared, the King. Elizabeth too, did the same thing, following her mother’s ordering whispers. Still, she could not help but listen as the King referred to his beautiful son. “Vlad, behave yourself.” The King had said firmly. Vlad. The bearer of that name had no idea how deeply she had fallen for him. Her first love. Her beloved. Her precious, precious one. He taught her the meaning of never-ending desire as she kept watching him quietly, playing around, like he had not a care in the world. As she kept longing for him. Longing…longing….longing to the point of going crazy.

Why…Why won’t he look at me? Going to parties after parties, balls to balls ( what the…something sounds wrong here), always putting her best effort to look presentable (not that she needs to, because she was already gorgeous), just so the one she dreamed of would look her way. But, he kept running to other women, not once looking at her. Elizabeth was suffering from her unrequited love. Then suddenly, she found herself engaged to the love of her life. Sure, he went against the idea very much, but it was already decided. She would get him as her husband. And now that they were engaged, she would certainly make sure Vlad would belong to her, and her only.




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Present time:

“It’s that annoying bastard again,” grunted one of the high officers in the Royal Army. “Damn. His power can be felt even here. What the hell is he thinking?” another grumbled uneasily. “Maybe he’s bored? It’s none of our business anyway. We are not within his power. Come, let’s go drinking,” answered the first one.

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Back to the past:

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. The sounds of the rain falling were almost musical, the cold wind carefully dissolved uninvited into her smooth, fair-skinned, bare arms. She pushed her blonde bangs behind her ear, her eyes never once leaving the scene unfolding before her, though the ‘actors’ on stage were so absorbed into their scene they did not seemed to notice her eyes, nor the shimmering demons in them. Vlad was talking ever so sweetly to one of her lady servant. Elizabeth kept on watching. Her full lips parted without her meaning to do it as she saw Vlad kissed the girl’s hand. She giggled.

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Esther ascended the stairs, her heart thumping loudly. The Queen had summoned for her so suddenly. She could not help but be scared for she knew a mere servant like her would never be allowed to see the Queen, and usually when a servant is summoned, it means bad news. The other servants in the palace were watching her every movement, whispering all the time. She gripped on her brown dress tightly, trying to muster her courage. She finally reached the door to the royal bedroom, the place where Queen Elizabeth summoned her to. She knocked once, then twice. “Come in,” called a soft voice. Esther opened the door sheepishly, stepped inside and closed it again, all the time fixing her gaze on the floor. She bowed politely upon Her Highness.

“Your Highness, what honor would I have to be summoned before your pure eyes?” she asked demurely in a small voice. “You’re standing too far from me, come closer,” answered the Queen. Esther bowed again, and stepped closer. “Closer,” said the Queen. The girl stepped closer, until she was within reach to be hold. The voice that spoke to her was soft and angelic, but it frightened her. Her Highness’s voice had a chilly tone in it, one that screamed out hatred and fury to her. She could not disguise the terror she was bearing in her core as her knees trembled and clattered together. A soft giggle sounded within the chamber.

“Are you scared?” asked Elizabeth, leaning closer to the servant. Esther flinched as the beautiful queen reached for her chin and made her look up. She looked passed the Queen’s blonde hair to the windows, all those time shivering, not out of coldness. “You’re scared…That’s right. You realized you had made an awful mistake and are scared. Why…you’re not even that pretty. Why would he notice you?” Elizabeth asked, turning her soft hold on the servant’s chin into clenching claws. Esther cried out in pain. “But he’s like that, isn’t he? He’s always like that. As long as it’s not me, he’ll notice them, right?” she mumbled.

“No, Your Highness! Nothing happened! His Highness was just asking about my day!” Esther sobbed uncontrollably. “Liaaaar…,” sang Elizabeth. She turned her attention to the girl’s hand. “He kissed it really tenderly here, didn’t he?” she asked, smiling sweetly.

Servants, guards, palace workers, in fact all living things in the Main Palace shuddered, not daring to utter a word as a scream filled the red dusk, followed by a hysterical laughter.
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Yet, we linger on the past....

Vlad pushed the door open, angrily. He became even more furious when he found that his Queen was actually inside the bedroom, the so-called Royal Chamber, looking straight at him with her angelic smile across her beautiful face. She was clearly waiting for him. "You...YOU!!" he shouted. Everything that was made of glass, windows, antique vases, crystal ornaments, everything, shattered into pieces by his raging aura. Elizabeth's eyes flitted around their chamber before they were steadily fixed onto his handsome face, the smile not fading even a little bit. Vlad disappeared and reappeared in front of her and grabbed her by her shoulders.

"What did you do?!" Vlad yelled, shaking his Queen. Elizabeth stared at him adoringly. "You crazy b***h!! I asked you, what did you DO?!!" Vlad shouted, shaking her more furiously. "But Your Highness, you already knew." answered Elizabeth, recollecting her breath. Vlad stopped, startled by her calm answer.Then, his eyes hardened and he shoved her away. Elizabeth was sent thudding against the wall. She winced with pain and looked Vlad's way. "You should be locked somewhere. You're getting crazier by the minute, aren't you? That's right. I'll lock you up and find myself a new Queen." Vlad said coldly. Elizabeth's eyes widened. She threw herself at his feet. "Your Highness! Have mercy!" she cried. "Mercy? Upon you? How hilarious! Where was your so-called 'mercy' when you ripped that poor girl's hand off?! How dare you beg for mercy now?!!" Vlad asked, his voice booming. "But my love! You must forgive me! I wasn't thinking!" cried Elizabeth, appearing helpless.

"Wasn't thinking? Exactly how many victims had fallen under your moments of 'wasn't thinking'? And don't you dare call me your 'love'! I refuse to be called 'love' by someone as monstrous as you! Using your superiority to trample on the helpless subjects! You brought shame to the royal family!" Vlad said, his eyes blazing with fury. "My love! My sins were made for your sake! How could a weak woman like me stand it when her most beloved looks at other women than she?" Elizabeth asked in a pleading voice. "Now you're putting the blame on me? Eliza, you mistook obsession as love! That possessive, forceful thing you're shoving to me is not love! It's craziness, insanity, poison! All but love! And i refuse to accept that!" With that, Vlad turned from her and went out from the royal bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

Elizabeth sat on the floor, her golden hair flowing on her back, half of it covering the carpeted floor like a second layer of carpet. Her eyes kept on gazing at the door long after Vlad had left. She let out a giggle. "You're wrong, Vlad love. It is possessive and forceful. It is craziness, insanity, poison. All of them...all including love. That's just what love is. And even if that's how you're feeling, at least I'm being truthful, aren't I?" she whispered, and giggled once more.
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Tristen droppped from Serillion's back and ran to his collasped sister, "Kalene!"
Serillion hovered above and Rafiel stood still, looking down at Kalene.
Tristen knelt by her and gathered her in his arms, "Kalene, you stupid sister of mine."
The city's inhabitants lingered by and stared curiously. One approached Rafiel while some looked up at Serillion.
Tristen stood, watching as his sister's left arm was being covered by a black web-like mass. It looked as if something horrid and piosonous was in her viens. It spiked down from her shoulder to her fingertips, Tristen realized as he pulled off her white glove.
"Rafiel..." Tristen whispered. "What is wrong with my sister's arm...?"
Rafiel turned his head, snorting.
Just then, Kalene awoke, her eyes black. The whole eye. She bared her sharp fangs and swung from Tristen's arms. She hissed at him, her affected arm assuming a blackish aura. She crouched in a predatory stance and lunged at the nearest bystander and mauled him, lapping up the blood and ripping the muscle and skin like an animal, all in seconds before she lunged at the next. People were running, screaming, terror stricken.
Tristen yelled for her, but she wasn't Kalene anymore. She was something evil and greedy and hungry. She was worse than an animal, as she jumped the vampire guards, lapping up their blood too.
Tristen growled, turning to look at Rafiel, "What did you do to her?"
I'm a demon, Tristen. And a darkness one at that. I possess an extreme amount of darkness and it protects itself with a poisonous barrier. What Kalene did she did to herself, Rafiel said calmly, before launching off into the air.
"Serillion!" Tristen yelled up at his companion.
I'm on it! came the mental reply.
Tristen then headed toward his sister, who was still mauling everything in sight.
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Present time:

"Oy. We have troubles," said a man in half armor. He was a tall young lad, who held an emerald-colored gaze, with a mop of auburn hair on his head. Another man, also in half armor glanced towards the direction his companion had nodded to, and his orange pupils narrowed as he saw first, the huge dragon, next, the curious-looking horse, and finally a girl who was shredding the citizens she managed to get hold of to pieces. "Whoa....a cute girl having a rampage. Whoaaa.....nice figures...," he commented, already turning his full attention towards the girl. Correction: towards the girl's very grown body. Especially the humps. "You pathetic lot of a casanova...You missed the boy, pighead," scolded the auburn-haired guy. "Who cares if she already has a boyfriend?" the orange-eyed guy said, strolling towards the obvious source of commotion. "They look really alike. I think they're siblings. Maybe twins." answered his friend. "The better! Though an over-protective brother can be more of a sore-eye than a stupid boyfriend." came his answer. The auburn-haired groaned with annoyance and went after him.

The guy with a pair of orange eyes appeared in front of Kalene, who had just tossed a dog which had died a terrible death, grabbing her by her arms. "There, sweetness. That's not very lady-like, don't you think so?" he said coyly. The gorgeous girl in his hold hissed and spat ferociously at him, and swung a very sharp claw towards his neck. He caught it in time. "Woo-hoo! Sorry, honey, but can't let you do that. I'm still interested of living, heart. Now, what about taking a deep breath and calming down. And yeah, I'm interested for a lunch with you too," he purred. "You moron. She's possessed, can't you tell?" the auburn friend of his said right behind him, irritated out of his wit. "Gark! Pee! Don't do that! You startled me!" scolded orange eyes. "It's Pierce! 'Course you're startled! You're too busy hitting on her you just don't notice anything else. She murdered innocent citizens, and torn three of the royal guards off from limbs to limbs. I just reported to the headquarters and they sent us order to capture her and that guy, who's running towards us, looking quite angry, and yes. Special units had just been dispatched to get their pets. Oh, they've arrived." Orange eyes, often called Ray looked up and saw twelve figures clad in gray suits in the air, six of them clearly aiming for the horse, chains and all, while the other six raced off to get the dragon, which was roaring angrily at them. He groaned. "Pee!! Why are you always taking everything so seriously?" he wailed. Auburn hair glared at him. "It's Pierce!! Call me Pee again and I'll cut off your tongue!" barked Pee-err...Pierce.
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in a clearing not far Ryuu landed and Yuzuki just sat on top of him looking around. "where are we" ask Yuzuki. Ryuu didn't answer. Yuzuki got worried and jumped down and exmained Ryuu. she gasped. he looked sick. oh no thought Yuzuki. she began to think of what to do.
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Tristen grabbed his sister immediately from the orange eyed person and twisted her arms behind her back. She roared and writhed around, but Tristen was determined.
"I must apologize for my sister. She has caused an awful lot of trouble. Well actually," Tristen paused, knocking his sister out and holding her in his arms. He glared at the two, "It was that demon horse who started the commotion in your city. You may slay it."
Tristen, you must escape! They're after us! Serillion's shrieks sounded in his head.
Tristen's brows furrowed, "Why would..."
He looked around to see Rafiel blowing dark energy balls at a few black clad figures and Serillion being shot at. Tristen also noticed the figures starting to surround him.
Oh great, he thought. I've managed to cause trouble in the first city I walk in. How genius of me. I'm so gonna kill that demon myself if they don't.
Tristen decided it would be better to face them than to run. He'd rather not be put on 'Most Wanted' or chased after all his... and his sister's life.
"Just don't hurt my dragon," he muttered.
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