The Return of Cowl

[Man of Many Murders]

6 Months Later after the disappearance of Cowl...

Cowl stood in the Moonlit Garden next to the fountain in the middle. In six months Cowl didn't even look the same. He was taller then what he once had been the same height as Issac. He no longer wore that depressing cloak he used to have. He was currently wearing black leather pants with a white shirt and gray trench coat. His hair was no longer let free but looked wet almost like Issac's. Cowl reached into his pocket and pulled out a small coin. He tossed it into the pool of water. Just the way he stood one could sense a presence of power amongst him. yes he was much more powerful then before. Not as powerful as Issac of course but much more stronger. "Hehe... Enjoying yourself I see." Legion said. Cowl ignored him. This place hadn't changed at all. But he sure had. He sighed. What trouble this place had caused. There was only one reason why he was here. Issac had sent him on a mission. And he would fulfill it.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

The plopping of the coin into the water alerted Eithne's ears and her slim form moved through the garden towards it, mere curiosity driving her towards the sound, and the scent of a familiar blood, a scent she remembered crisp, even though it had been half a year since she had tasted it in the air. Her black jacket wrapped around her body like a cloak as she swept through the garden like the shadows themeselves. She saw him and she stopped, the scent so familiar to her, and she could tell this was Cowl, but... he had.... she shook her head, it was like some freezeframe between her Cowl and Issac. Her red eyes bright, showing she was well fed on that night, but she smiled. Cowl was back, even if his 'fashion sense' had changed a bit... it was still Cowl. She moved accross the last stretch of the garden towards him, her feet almost silent in thier boots as if she were a spectre of sorts. "Cowl, where have you been?" She asked, she almost wanted to cry... she thought he had really been gone forever... when she saw the letter, she assumed the worst.

[Man of Many Murders]

Cowl's ears picked up fast movement but he did not react. Normally if someone was rushing towards him at that speed he would of already had the upper hand but he let it slide. He had no idea who was creeping up on him, but it was most likely a student. How much damage could one student do. Cowl looked behind him as a voice rang through his ears. the voice sounded somewhat familiar. But Cowl couldn't place it. As he was surprised that this vampiress knew his name he did not smile. He did the opposite. "What do you want vampire!" He did not speak out loud but said the word vampire like it was hell. Cowl did not want to deal with vampires. They were an annoying bunch. And Cowl particularly didn't like them at all that much.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Eithne froze in her tracks, her expression confused, hurt, "Cowl...?" she fealt as if she had been stabbed, she fealt a sharp pain and she stepped towards Cowl, reaching towards him as if by her touch he may become the old Cowl, "This isn't funny..." There was something sad in her actions and if one were to make any mental reference, it had to be a beggar of some kind. Sending a course of vile thoughts into the mind, making Eithne look unclean, weak... but she was hurt, a death blow sent into her, not even Issac treated her like that when they had met. "Cowl..." she sounded almost as if tears were forming and she touched his sleeve.

[Man of Many Murders]

Cowl starred at this odd vampire. What did she want with him? Did she like him or something. I mean Cowl had heard of girls going head over toes about someone they loved but they had just met. Cowl let a small laugh come out of his mouth. "Your pathetic..." He said turning away from her. Issac had taught him how not to attach to people. If one attached to someone then it corrupted their thoughts. It made it harder to complete the mission. And the mission was the top priority. Cowl turned to the vampire. "I don't know how you know me vampire... But to come onto me like this. I'd have to ask who could love a vampire. Especially one that isnt even that pretty." Cowl laughed again. He wanted to torment this vampire with his words.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"Cowl...?" She fealt shattered, her throat closing up, "What did I do, Cowl? Please... please tell me why you're doing this..." she followed Cowl, she didn't reguard herself as pretty, but it was the force behind the words, they were meant to cut her, to destroy, "Cowl... you used to... you said that..." she looked to the ground, it was just like all the times before... nobody could love a vampire, could they? Tears formed in her eyes, "If this is about me... attacking you, I'm sorry... I tried not to bite you! I really did, you need to believe me. You don't know what it's like..." she seemed to have the strength from her body draining from her, this new Cowl... he hurt... he hurt so much, maybe not the man himself, but he hurt others... he hurt Eithne so badly. One would think Eithne would get used to it by now, but she never did. She was ever more sensitive than she wanted others to know.

[Man of Many Murders]

"That's enough Cowl." Issac's voice echoed through the area. He appeared behind Eithne wearing that same evil smile he always had. Cowl turned to Issac going down on one knee. "Sorry master." he said. Cowl wondered why Issac didn't let him torment this vampire. It was fun and he was sure Legion was having a blast anyway. Issac shook his head and nodded to Cowl as he arose from off his knee. "Hello Eithne." He said Cowl looked towards his master. "You know this vampire?" Cowl asked him surprise. Why would his master be friends with someone like this. It made no sense to Cowl. Issac merely shrugged and turned towards Eithne. "It has been a while." he said and then turned back to Cowl. "Cowl go complete the mission. Let me talk to this vampire." He said and cowl bowed to his master. With speed that matched Eithne's he ran off. Issac turned to Eithne. "So... how are you?"

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Eithne looked towards Issac, her expression sizing Issac up as an enemy, as the bringer of this pain, "He called you... master?" she asked, her gaze shaky and hurt, she didn't look Issac in the eye, though- she wouldn't. "What.... what did you do to him?" she asked, her arms hung limp at her sides, she seemed in some denial in her soul that Cowl had done that to her, she looked at the ground, she seemed devoid of a soul, almost, no life in her words. When Cowl treated her like that... it hurt... she couldn't deny it.

[Man of Many Murders]

Issac let out a laugh. Her question was funny. Funny because she had no clue. "Well I only did what he asked me to do... You see he was going to leave Eithne. Forever. He was going to leave because he thought that he was the cause of all this harm being caused to you. If he was gone he was sure you would not be in harm because of him anymore. So I agreed I would train him. But his price was his memories of you Eithne. I promised to give them back after he finished his training." He said and laughed again. The whole thing happened six months ago. Look how much Cowl had changed in six months. And his training was only half complete.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"And will he even care when he finished his training?" Eithne asked, her words cold, "Do you even care?" She knew the answer to that, of course. Issac didn't care, not in the slightest bit, he couldn't because if he did... he wouldn't let this happen. A chill passed through Eithne's body but she gave no sign of it, her red eyes glimmered slightly with malice and she turned away from Issac, her actions carrying a bite to them. She narrowed her eyes, "Do you care at all? The slightest bit... do you care?" She asked, she saw this as so important... because Issac... he was still Cowl... somewhere.... and she would know how Cowl would be after all this if she would know what had happened to Issac.

[Man of Many Murders]

Issac turned away as she repeated the question. He couldn't look her straight in the face. Because somewhere deep in Issac was Cowl. And Cowl cared. That was why he couldn't answer that question. He couldn't lie. Issac turned back to Eithne this time positive he had control of himself. "Eithne... I don't know if he will care. But I am pretty sure he will. After all he wont turn into me until.." Issac stopped. Eithne didn't need to know what he was about to say. He wouldn't be the one to break the news to her. "Just know Eithne. That once he has his memories back he will be yours. And I meant it when I say you will turn him into me." Issac looked away again. He cared about Eithne. But the harm she had done to him will never go away.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"What did I do? Please tell me..." She looked back towards him, "I don't want it to happen, and why does it matter if fate is rewritten?" She asked, her red eyes glimmered in the light and she fealt herself breaking inside, she shouldn't have let this happen to herself... she shouldn't have... when her thoughts froze in thier places.... Issac... no, Cowl... he wasn't supposed to become attatched to anyone... that's what was said, right? But... if that was so... then what did she possibly do to him? What did she do to Cowl to make Issac? With how they were treating this... it seemed like she was keeping Cowl from becoming this... this... monster... yet, it seemed more like she was to cause it. There had to be some problem in the plans of Issac, and of Athena... and whoever those others were... oh, and Legion... Legion probably knew what was going on as well. In her mind, she figured Legion would most likely know more than anyone else... in her mind it was decided, she needed to talk to Legion.

[Man of Many Murders]

Issac turned away. "You still don't understand do you..." he sighed. He couldn't tell her. It would ruin everything that has happened. And if he did tell her he would cease to exist. The only real hope Cowl had was for Eithne to find the Cowl inside him. And get him to understand it was better for him to be in love forever then to be hurt forever. Issac would say something he was allowed to say. "Just know Eithne that the time will come eventually when the event takes place. And when it does happen Eithne I shall be born." He looked towards the moon. It was almost time for him to leave. Cowl would be back shortly. "Cowl will always be yours Eithne... But me, Issac, will never let Cowl get hurt like that again." issac started to walk away. but before he did he added. "Two people Eithne. There is Cowl. And there is Issac. both are one. Both are the same. Yet one is locked away."

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"Issac! But you need to understand! Please! Ask Cowl, did he wish this upon himself? Did he want this to happen? You say that in you, somewhere- there is Cowl... I want to know if he wanted this, if he wanted to hurt me like this is... because I... I don't think he would. But I need to talk to him... is there any way?" She asked, her voice wavvering and weak, her red eyes peircing with a light that made it seem as if they were reading your soul, watching it and seeing just how it would be, tracing the lines accross your heart and foretelling just what you were about to do, her gaze was a powerful, calming one and Eithne knew it. She watched Issac, she waited to hear what she wanted, she wanted to know which part of this person wished this upon her... if it was Issac, or Cowl. Because this... this reality here... it was as close to Hell as she had ever been.

[Man of Many Murders]

Issac listened to her request. He sighed. His eyes stared into Eithnes. He spoke again his voice still the same. "I'm sorry Eithne. Cowl dosen't or should I say, can't speak to you." He looked away and towards the moon again. Yes it was almost time to go. Issac looked back at Eithne. He really wished he could help her. But when Cowl asked him to help her he had to leave. She had caused his fear. She had caused all of his pain. Issac placed his hands on Eithne's cheeks. He looked into her eyes with a longing. Suddenly Issac's eyes went from black in color to a familiar Cowl brown. Tears fell from his eyes as Cowl wrapped his arms around Eithne. He spoke his voice the same as it always has been, "I'm sorry... It was all my fault..."