Killing Time (liwa)

[Ouroboros General]

Akton felt Eithne slowly break down what was left of his will. A small part of him knew that what was happening to him was not right, that if he did not do something soon, he would forever be the vampiress' slave. But he could not break eye contact with her. It felt like a warm blanket was wrapping itself around Akton's mind. "You dont want to fight the mistress" whispered a soft, musical voice in the back of his head. "Just sleep now. Sleep a deep, dreamless sleep, you dont have to think anymore, the mistress will do that for you. Just close your eyes and sleeeeep." and soon he felt the last remnants of his conciousness fade away into nothingness. Akton Krieg was no longer home. All that was left was a shell of the man he was, a puppet of Eithnes. He was hers.

Akton spoke in a drowsy, emotionless tone. "My mistress...The current head of the House of Krieg is my younger sister, Irene. Things have been chaotic over the last few years since she became head. Some of the council do not acknowledge her as head. They question her authority and power. Vampires and Demons are still staking territory within the city as a result of this. Several attempts on her life have been made by other council members. The only thing that keeps them in check are THOSE FOUR, and even they are having their authority challenged. The family is falling apart." Akton, still in the safe sleep of his hypnosis, shut his mouth, waiting for his mistress' next command.

Anubis chuckled at the thought Eithne sent him. Believe me madame, your not the first to question his ties to our family...the only reason he's still alive is that his sister protects him fiercely...although I cant imagine why...She usually only keeps things she has a use for. As Anubis watched the breakdown of his idiotic cousin, he couldnt help but feel like Akton deserved every little bit of it. Back when he was in the corps, Irene and Akton had been his partners. Akton had once burned down A children's hospital because they had not paid off the family for protection. He had laughed as they screamed. The little shit had fucking laughed while hundreds of children died for no reason at all. Anubis could tolerate a lot of things, but one thing that pissed him off to the point where he would abandon his sanity was the harm of children, who could not defend themselves against the things that prayed upon them.

As for Irene, Viktor was surprised that she was having problems within the family...the same kind of problems that had led to his becoming half man half beast. She was...and Anubis never said this about ANY woman, was a stone-cold bitch who would step on people in order for her to reach the top of the food chain. Morally, she had less scruples then her brother, so Anubis had thought that she was the perfect choice to lead the evil family that some people called the mafia of mages. Anubis knew from experience that if the family struggled internally...a lot of innocent people managed to get caught in the crossfire. Not good.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"Sweet, gentle Akton... tell me please if Irene will send 'THOSE FOUR' since you've so failed to take your cousin's life..." she carried a musical tone in her voice, almost mocking Akton with every word in her dialogue. "Anubis- I do this as a favor to you... but by asking me to perform a task as this.... I assure you that I've found a special hatred for you." the words were seething into Anubis' mind from Eithne's consciousness, yet despite the displeasure in her mind, she seemed to be enjoying every moment of the manipulation of the cretin. She seemed to enjoy twisting the depths of his mind. She didn't. She fealt like she was no better than those she despised, she fealt like shit right now, not caring if anyone thought that Akton deserved it... nobody deserved to be swept away by a vampire, and seeing how vulnerable it made someone... it made her sick... the thought of how Alysdair must have enjoyed seeing the small, delicate human girl when she was so wrapped in the spell of a vampiric gaze. Eithne was revolted to know she had been in such a position that brought so much sadistic pleasure to the mind of a vampire she hated. When Eithne had been human she had been manipulated and seduced by a vampire, and when the being had his fill of a more sensual sort... he drank Eithne's blood- and turned her.

Eithne would release Akton at the end of this, though Eithne knew that unless Akton was granted some way over the enchantment, he was likely to live an unfulfilled life, not pleased unless he made his mistress happy... she hated to do that to someone, but she was even more against making a vampire. She wouldn't bite ANYONE with intent to drain them dry or turn them.

Akton would remember every sickening moment of his weakness when he was released, it was something that could kill a person, knowing that thier will was so weak, it was almost worthless to them. Eithne narrowed her eyes slightly, the vampiric drive keeping her in the process of controlling the poor idiot.

[Ouroboros General]

Anubis shuddered at Eithne's thoughts. He did not want to make an enemy out of her, in fact he had grown to respect her more than anyone he had ever met. She was at peace with the beast inside of her and because of this she was not as limited as Viktor himself was. She had been through hell and back from the sound of things. And even if Eithne did not admit it herself Viktor could see that she DID have a conscience. Morals. A line that she would never cross even if she had to give up everything else. Anubis knew how tempting that line could be...and ignorant fool that he was he had made her cross it. He would never ask her to do it again. He wouldnt have asked her this time...except that he knew that if those questions were not answered...a lot more horrible things could happen...and not just to him. He would have left it well enough alone if he were the only one in danger...he was prepared to sacrifice himself to save others...but if Irene was pressured enough to use the Four that the family commanded...then a lot more people would die because of Viktor's own problems. He mentally promised himself that he would make it up to Eithne. And then Akton did something strange...

Akton did something unexpected then. He laughed. It was the laugh of a madman, the laugh of someone who had seen armageddon in a dream so vivid that it could be nothing but prophecy, it was the cackle of a man who knew what terror looked like. Akton's eyes had turned at bloodshot at the words "those four" and he laughed like that for three minutes before responding "Yes my mistress...once Irene finds out that I failed...she will send out only the first of the Four. The weakest of the hellish creatures that are commanded by the House of Krieg. And that monster will bring a plauge to this place...It will be followed by a swarm of locusts...A demonic virus will spread...and it will kill everything that stands between it and my cousin. It will not stop for any creature, mortal or immortal, until it either dies...or its mission is fulfilled."

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"Now tell me.. why make an attempt at Anubis' life now- though you might know him as Viktor... anyways, please, my pet... answer my one last question..." she commanded Akton, every bit of glamour shed from her actions, he wouldn't be escaping the hold of the magic that dwelled in a vampire's gaze any time soon, there was no need for it. A distinct difference could be made from the beast of a vampire and that of a werewolf, the first had thier focuses on power, strengthening it's hold on the world, willing to go to whatever means to make oneself as strong as possible, to make oneself truly immortal. The beast of a werewolf seemed to be the focus on the destruction of power and order, to render everything as it should have been before mankind had destroyed the perfect balance of nature. A vampire was set to a destructive imbalance, while a werewolf strove for an equally destructive balance.

That was just on opinion, atleast.

[Ouroboros General]

((Yay! Philosophical Roleplaying!!! This is gonna be FUN! ))

What was once the head enforcer of the House of Krieg and was now merely Eithne's puppet spoke not in the tempo of fear, foreboding, and madness that had been his tone before, but rather his voice merely returned to the monotounous drone that was a byproduct of the hypnosis. "Irene wants tah kill Viktor for a lot o reasons my mistress. the big ones are that she's hated him for as long as she can remember. Dunno why...not even sure if she knows...but she also wants tah kill him before he can learn something from this school...something that could end the family. Dunno the specifics though." Then he went silent.

Anubis was astounded by how easily Eithne could manipulate Akton to her will. Apparently one could easily lose themselves in a vampire's gaze...in a more literal sense then what most people were comfortable with. Anubis had read many of the legends of lycanthropes and nosferatu. In most stories the two species were enemies...however very few offered an actual reason for this enemity between the two creatures. Some sources claimed that it was because vampires had (much like humans did with the ancestors of dogs) domesticated Lycans, made them their servants. And supposedly the race of lycans had never gotten over that period of shame. Anubis could see how this theroy had been developed, especially now that he saw what the mere gaze of the vampiress was capable of. But he had his own suspicions over the mutual hatred.

Viktor knew that both vampires and werewolves shared some similar traits. Both were immortal or very close to it, both had hungers the vampire for blood and the lycan for flesh, and of course both were nocturnal predators. Despite these key similarities, there were many more differences. The biggest one being that a vampire represented death, while the lycan represented life. Fire and Ice, Oil and Water, use whatever term you were familiar with. But the fact remained that the two species were polar opposites. And this was the key reason for their warring. However Viktor had once read an passage that said something interesting. "Both the Predators of Life and The predators of Death are both creatures that not nature, not earth, not the angels above, not the devils below, indeed not even the gods created. They both are anomalies of the supernatural world." So Viktor surmised that perhaps whatever had created Lycans and Werewolves had done so for a specific purpose. But what was it?"

Viktor scratched his chin for a few minutes in thought, he then caught himself. He looked at Akton and nodded his head. He had figured they would send one of the Four. He had hoped this was not the case, but apparently it was unavoidable. If he killed Akton, Irene would just send them anyway. If he let him go he would just tell her that he had failed and the pestilence would come anyway. It would be very BAD if the pestilence came to this school. The teachers and students were probably powerful enough to defeat it...but the damned thing was just a personifacation...much like energy it could neither be created or destroyed, merely redirected. And eventually it would kill many people including himself...there was no way out of it...unles....

Sharply turning his head to Cecelia and Abraham, Anubis, in the politest tone that he had ever used. asked all three of them minus Akton asked "Ms. Eithne, noble hunters, I think I know a way to handle this so EVERYBODY can go home happy? would you like to hear it?"

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"Akton." Eithne said in a commanding voice, despite the fact that Anubis had spoken, almost as if she was refusing to acknowlege Anubis' existance at the moment, "I have now a command for you, my puppet... your memories shall be replaced now and everything shall have happened as it will be dictated to you- from me. Cecelia has slain Anubis- but she was killed in the act so no money was needed in order to pay, and of course the Kreig resources will not be spent on her hunting. Furthermore- Anubis' remains are completely destroyed so he may not be resurrected, he is no longer a threat to you or your household. You will show no signs of my hold over you and you shall act as you normally do. If I have further commands for your feeble mind- I'll come to you and give you your oders. Untill then, you shall continue your life as if your cousin is dead, now... you will please have to report the successfull killing of Viktor Krieg to your family." she nodded, her words echoing with the command that shook it's tone. Eithne thought it was a rather good idea in all honesty. "When you awaken you shall travel on to your home and my command takes effect." she nodded before doing something she was looking forward to. She pulled her arm back before she sent her fist forward with intent to basically hit Akton in the face. She was being gentle in vampiric standards so Akton should really be considering himself lucky- even if he might get hairline fractures in his skull.

It would make sense that someone would be atleast a bit bashed up after fighting a werewolf, right?

Eithne looked away from Akton, chills running up and down her spine, letting her mind intertwine itself so much with a hole of filth such as Akton's. It was a horrid, churning thing that pulsed through her mind, spreading disease and making her feel unclean. She hated it.

(Sorry for the short post, but I GTG)

[Ouroboros General]

Akton, not even reacting to the nightmarish headache and concussion that Eithne had inflicted upon him, got up off the ground, brushed himself off, flicked his small ponytail out of his eyes, and drew a small blue cube from within his pocket. He tapped down on the top of the cube and a flash of blue lightning enveloped him. A blinding flash of light, and Akton was gone.

Anubis meanwhile winced slightly at the light that had enveloped the rooftop. When Akton was gone he said aloud "Or we could do that I suppose...whatever works for you Madame Eithne." Anubis felt awful. He could tell just from Eithne's body language that she was disgusted at what had just happened. He should have considered her feelings more... Anubis tried to talk to Eithne through the mental link that had been established His thoughts conveying an sincere apologetic tone. I am deeply sorry about all this madame. I know this probably doesnt make you feel any better but by doing...that...you have saved many lives, including my own. And for that I shall always be grateful. I owe you a huge debt of gratitude after this...If you ever need a favor from me...do not hesitate to ask, I shall do whatever you need, even kill if necessary...I give you my word that you can count on me. I do not give it lightly...In the meantime though...I beg your forgiveness Madame Eithne even though I do not deserve it from someone as gracious as yourself."

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"No need to be a kissass." Eithne rolled her eyes, though she didn't make any eye contact with Anubis, the vampiress actually made many stretches of effort to avoid controlling people, like her voice. She favored telepathic communication because it avoided the sinister, melodious undertones of a vampire's voice. She didn't have to worry so much about anything like accidentally catching the mind of some halfwit and causing more trouble than she wanted. "You do deserve to be forgiven- everyone does... though that doesn't mean you'll be pardoned." there was a smirk, forgiveness wasn't given lightly at all. Eithne couldn't forgive Anubis untill she was willing to forgive herself.

[Ouroboros General]

Internally Anubis breathed a sigh of relief. At least Eithne was speaking to him, well thinking to him, but it amounted to the same thing. Akton was gone, Irene would think he was dead, and the Twilight Moon Academy would be safe from the wrath of a creature so powerful that even Angels and Demons shuddered in fear at the mere mention of its name. However there was still one loose end to tie up. Staring at the two hunters using his peripheral vison, Anubis thought to Eithne That's fine. Ive had to earn everything Ive ever had at some point or another. Ill just put your pardon at the top of the list. Anubis dusted his black suit off and picked up his cap with the grinning skull on it from the ground where he had thrown it. Now that he was out of casual wear, it looked out of place with the black silk suit. So what's going to happen now?

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"Our friends over there will continue looking for Adem who's probably on the prowl tonight and I'll probably just leave you here and end up running into Adem, myself. That should be interesting. Then everything should be all peachy keen and the sort." Eithne didn't seem to be putting much thought into forgiving Anubis which was simply because she had many other things to worry about. She picked her jacket up off the ground in a silent movement like some phantom in a nightmare, or perhaps some being more graceful- but such similes were not to be bothered with... there were simply too many other things that could be done with each passing moment.

Almost like some vision of deja vu in your mind, the hunters had managed to discretely vanish, almost like a forgotten memory, the kind of dissapearance that made you second guess if they had been there, and if so- how long? Thier presence seemed to linger untill one took the time to actually look at where they had stood to realize that they had vanished.

[Ouroboros General]

Anubis' eyes widened as he realized that the two hunters were no longer present. He could have sworn that they were there a second ago. Sighing Anubis pulled down his cap over his head. Still holding the brim of his hat, Viktor chuckled sardonically. What a night, this was like something out of an action movie. lead actor meets lead actress, long character development scenes, antagonist arrives, huge fight scene, etc.

rain started to pelt the ground and booms of thunder could be heard in the distance.each splash echoing on the part of roof where it had hit. Which, to a vampiress and lycan's hearing was as clear as a bell. Suit coat flapping in the wind, Anbuis faced Eithne, the grin widening Adem huh? Your personal life is even more complicated than mine. However I can't exactly let you run off to fight alone. Im a gentleman first before anything else. And a gentleman does not desert a lady in her hour of need. If that isn't enough reason I do still owe you a favor remember? Anubis' smile never faltered, despite knowing that Eithne might become angry over his proclamtion. One might question why Anubis was being so bold to an extremely powerful Vampiress. It definitely wasnt the smart thing to do. But if power and fear of death had scared Anubis then he would never have defied his family to honor his moral code. This wasn't much different then that.

Before the awkward silence could continue on Anubis spoke out loud "Before we continue. Why don't we get out of the rain before we get soaked. I imagine that even being drenched in cold water is just as uncomfortable for vampires than it is for the rest of us? Do you have any place in mind to go to?" Anubis cocked his head to one side, fully expecting to be slapped this time, however his face showed nothing of what he was thinking.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Eithne looked towards Anubis, her eyes telling nothing as if a mist decended upon them in a hostile fog to block out any tell of emotion or thought of the man, making her like a nightmarish spectre as she stood atop the roof in the place known as the Vigilante's Hideaway. "Firstly, I'm not a 'lady' I'm a vampire, your attempts at being respectful are amusing at thier best, Secondly, I don't require your assistance. I'm far older than you and so is Adem, he could kill you easily if my assessment is correct." there was no tone of caring in her voice, she had apparently decided to throw up all her defensive walls at the moment which was rather sad a thing, since she actually seemed to have potential to be somewhat a kind person.

"If the rain bothers you, feel free to vacate..." she said, her voice reflecting no genuine want for Anubis to stay, almost shooing him away despite the calm pace of everything she said. She crossed her slender arms over her chest as she looked to see if anyone else was in the general area, thump... her eyes widened for a second, hearing that heartbeat. One heartbeat. She looked towards Anubis, she could hear his heartbeat as well, but that wasn't something to worry about. She had missed this one, slow heart rate, not that suprising actually- it wasn't too terribly close by, and it was slow- really slow. She fealt a shivver try to surface on her spine but she suppressed it. "Sometime soon would be appreciated." Now she picked up the pace a bit, obviously having the intention of having Anubis leave.

[Ouroboros General]

The ring on Anubis' hand was glowing dimly in the night. A gruff voice rang out harshly in the night. The voice of the beast Ya might wanna listen tah her fer once Vik. I smell somethin bad...I think its another lycan...but much higher up on the food chain then I am... Anubis held the tip of his hat, and he tapped his left foot on the ground rapidly as the cold rain slammed down in the harsh night on the roof. By now everyone, from the happy couples making out to the cliques of students playing volleyball and engaging in pointless chit-chat were gone from the Vigilante Hideaway. There would be no witnesses if anything bad were to happen.

If Eithne looked like a nightmarish spectre, then Anubis' appearance (with his serene smile and black suit) was that of an overeager undertaker. His milky blue eyes, hidden under the cap with the grinning skull, seemed calculating and malevolent. Anubis lifted his cane and said sardonically "Maybe your both right. Maybe I should just go...but as my family can tell you I never have been intimidated by power. You may be older than I Madame Eithne, but my talents do not lie with my beastial nature." Anubis clicked a small button on the back of the handle of his cane, the mouth of the silver wolf's head opened,and an ornate black orb dropped into Anubis' other hand. "I might as well test this thing out now...but Ill wait for the right time."

Anubis clacked the cane on the ground and with that he was gone. One could not feel his power, smell his scent, or even see him with that. His voice, a whisper in Eithne's ear, said. "Just because I want to help you doesnt mean im a fool. If you say this Adem person is much stronger than I am then I believe you. However, Im not a coward. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I chose to leave a lady to fight an dangerous opponent alone, even if she is an powerful vampiress. And yes im well aware that you can handle yourself better than even I could. Just consider me backup, I wont interfere unless you ask me to or it looks like you may lose. Humor me on this one occasion Madame Eithne. That's all I ask." The voice remained silent after that, and footsteps other than either Eithne's or Anubis' could be heard in the cold hard night.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"It's not Adem..." Eithne shook her head, Adem would have a regular heartbeat- not this slackened beat that she'd only been able to hear one of. It was a vampire, and she could only guess as to who it really was, she shook her head as she kept her eyes open and alert, not quite sure where this vampire would be coming from.

"Well I'd have to say... this is a bit unexpected..." the voice was clear, crisp, edged sharp like steel, "where've you been off to, hmm? Because last I heard... you were dead."

"I'm a vampire, Alysdair... I've BEEN dead for a long time now."

"No, no, no... you know what I mean." his hand brought itself up and gently stroked the side of Eithne's face and he chuckled, "Not to say it's a bad thing that you're alive, you are missed dearly." Alysdair nodded, his words dripping like wine over his lips.

Eithne narrowed her eyes, "Wish I could say I missed you too- it would make this moment so tear jerking that I'd think it might be wonderful... sadly- I'd still prefer you if you were ashed." She shrugged, obviously she didn't think too kindly of the brown haired, red eyed vampire that spoke in so chilling a voice to her.

(lol, short post)

[Ouroboros General]

Unnoticed by either Eithne or Alysdair was a small scorpion that was the color of granite, hidden by the rain and the camoflouge of its skin on the roof. It was with them throughout their entire conversation, its mandibles clicked softly as the confontation ensued.

Anubis was standing on top of the ovehang that normally sheltered students of the academy from adverse weather. Tossing the orb of the sandseas that Anpu had given him up and down in his palm. The orb really was useful, allowing him to overhear conversations by way of the scorpion. Although even releasing just one scorpion was taxing on his power. Viktor made a mental note to practice more with the orb later. He was still using the veil that completely masked his presence from the rest of the world. It was almost as if Anubis did not exist at all.

Anubis, annoyed at his beast thought I thought you said it was another lycan. Clearly that is a vampire. An master vampire if Im not mistaken. Inside his head, the beast responded angrily Maybe if yah actually bothered to hone your lycan senses instead of relying on ME for EVERYTHING then you coulda told that there was a vamp here. But Im not wrong...that dirty vamp's not alone... Intresting...the vampire's name is Alysdair...do you think the lycan might be this Adem Eithne keeps mentioning? How the fuck should I know? I dont give a rat's ass about this vampire broad yer so friggin intrested in! In fact why ARE you so intrested? Ever since you asked her to mind roll that idiot cousin of yers she's been colder than ice to you. The "Chivalrous Gentleman" crap may fool yourself or even her but im not buyin it.

Anubis chuckled Your surprisingly perceptive when you want to be. but I don't owe you an answer. Now shut up until you have something useful to say. Anubis watched the orb in his hand carefully, things could go ugly really fast...he had to be able to help Eithne at a moments notice. This vampire's power was at least equal to the four that the House of Krieg commanded. Viktor hoped Eithne could handle herself.