Soulless

[Angelus]

The man walked in the building thinking that he was safe but he did not know how wrong he was until seconds later when the building exploded. As people ran around screaming I walked out of the fiery wreckage, wiping the ashes off my skin. People stopped as soon as they saw me but could not say anything as I walked past them without looking. As soon as I passed them each person shook their head as if they were trying to bring about a memory then began to fight the fire that had sprung up from the wreckage of the building.

I stopped and stood before I turned slowly and looked at the wreckage with regret then turned and walked down the street before disappearing in a shimmer of light.


The woman ran down the pathway in the park and she was fighting for breath. She was running for her life but she as not going to escape, there would be no escape for her. She suddenly stopped and looked at me then fell to her knees and started gasping for air before the sobs started to come. I looked down at her in pity but that was not going to stop me and I picked her up. I looked at her with compassion and saw her expression change as though she expected to live until she felt my fist go through her abdomen. As I dropped her to the ground and felt her blood running down my arm I felt pity towards her and wished that I had not done it but knew that is what I had to do.

I again looked down at the woman before I turned and walked away. I stopped, turned and took one last looked at her before I disappeared in a shimmer of light.


I walked slowly in the room, my coat trailing behind me as I did and looked around. I knew that my victim was here, I could feel him here but I honestly did not want to be here. I walked to the back of the large room past all the books until my senses screamed at me. It was then that I saw him, my victim and I brought a fireball into existence. I prepared myself to throw it but before I could something stopped me and forced me to make the fireball blink out of existence. A young girl ran towards the man and threw her arms around his neck then kissed him on the cheek.

"I cannot do this," I said before I turned slowly and began to walk away. I stopped and turned then looked at the two humans again before I walked slowly out of the library. When I was out in the street I looked at the empty street then disappeared in a shimmer of light.


I reappeared in my home and looked at the person who stood there with the look of hatred on her face.
"Why did you not kill that human?"
"I could not, something told me not to."
Fire sprung up around her hands, "That is foolish. We have no compassion-"
"I do! I cannot live this life anymore!"
She threw a line of fire at me but I raised my right hand and felt it getting deflected on either side of my body.
"You know you cannot harm me with your power sister."
She ran at me and jumped through the air but at the last second I moved and punched forward. As I felt my hand go through her abdomen and her power flowing into me I knew that I had taken the life of my sister and commited the only crime of my kind. I looked around at everything and knew I could never come back before I disappeared in a shimmer of light.



I stood on the hill and watched as the sun rose over the horizon. I wished that I could feel something as it rose but I knew that was the curse of the existence I had. That made me ask one question though, why did I feel any compassion for the people who had set me down this path. That had forced me to leave my home because I could not kill anymore but what was I going to do now; there was no way that a demon could ever become human because we had no soul. I could try to redeem myself for the thousands of deaths I had caused but I would never get any sort of reward.

That is when I asked myself one question, why was I seeking a reward - wasn't redemption enough?

 

[Wolfsister]

Wraith

She watched the night silently, sitting on the balcony of an unknown apartment building built near the city's Pride and Joy, Folly Park. This was the only time that she could be so still, in the hours of twilight the demons never came.

She stirred with interest as she watched a woman run screaming through the dark forest-like park. Her interest rose considerably when she spied the tall man loping easily behind her.

She watched with mild curiosity as the unknown assailant caught up with his victim. She sighed, it looked like he was trying to rape her. Her blood heated at the thought, she'd had enough of rapists. Demons, humans, males. They were always the same, they took their savage pleasure and then they conviently forget about their legacies. Wraith had no compassion for the women that got themselves into those situations, it was their fault. If you've got it, flaunt it, was their motto. No, she had pity for the poor countless souls that were inevitably created from such unions.

Her sigh turned into a growl as she watched the man pick up the woman with seemingly no effort. It was past time she put a stop to this, not for the woman's sake, but for the unfortunate creature that would be created from such pleasure.

As she stood, ready to go to the woman's aid, a cold wash of fear rolled over her, he had just killed the woman, and disappeared.

Nauseaus waves of sickness began to wash over her. A Demon, and a very powerful one at that. Visions of blood, anguish and a distant baby's wail engulfed her, sickening her until she dry retched, her body's pathetic attempt to rid itself of her demon blood.

Gasping, she stared at the dead woman's body, as if in a daze. Demons never came out during the twilight hours, never

Jumping off the balcony with a sudden urge to get away, anywhere but here, she turned down the dark alley and fled.

 

[Angelus]

I could feel all the thoughts and memories of my life, all the humans that I had killed flowing through my head and as much as I did not want them there I knew I had to have them as they would be like a constant reminder of the life that I had given up, the life that I no longer wanted. As I moved slowly down the street I looked at every human as they walked past me and went about their short lives that I wished that I had the same life so that I did not have the memories and knowledge that I had, so that I did not know about the demons that moved about this world.

That made me want to disappear from this world and forget everything but I knew that if I did it would be giving up on the redemption I yearned for. I stopped and looked at everything that was around me as the only thing that I wanted now was for some place where I could fit in, some place where I would find some measure of peace.

 

[LadyChance]

Shivan

I stood across the street, he was there and as I watched I seen him looking. For what I wasn't sure, all I knew was I was drawn to this man... Demon. My skills in the arts had given me the abilities to track that which drew me, and he was it. He didn't look like a Demon but I knew that he was. What I could tell of him tho, he was built decently, with dirty blonde hair, couldn't have been much older looking then maybe 30 human years. To me he was rather tall but then again I was short in comparison so that wasn't saying much about height.

Moving slowly across the street keeping my distance just incase there was a need to flee. I had to know what his buisness was, where was he going, who or what was he looking for. I caught myself staring at the people he looked at, looking to see if maybe I could spot what he wanted.

I was sure I wouldn't bring to much attention to myself, with my height no one ever really saw me, which was a good thing at times at other times tho, it could get me into some really hairy situations. Dressed as I was I looked like a kid, in jeans and a t-shirt. My long hair pulled up in its normal braid and buried under a baseball hat that I had thrown on this morning to hold my hair out of my eyes.

 

[Angelus]

It was then that I felt it, someone out on this street had some sort of power flowing through them. My first thought was that I hoped it was not one of my kind, another demon out to destroy me for what I had done but I knew that would not be certain until they attacked me and I did not want that to happen, not with all these mortals about. I moved slowly down the street, trying to ignore it but it was worrying me as I did not know when they were going to attack and I did not want it to be here.

I stopped suddenly and turned to see if I could find any indication who was out there but I knew that there would not be any until it was too late and they attacked. I knew that I could not let that happen though as too many innocent people would be killed as a result of that attack and I could not let that happen. I turned around again to try and ignore who was out there but it was screaming at me.

I began to move down the street at pace, not worrying about the people who could see me and what they were thinking as I knew that I had to get off this street fast. An alleyway appeared as if out of nowhere and I moved quickly into it, hoping that it would hide me from any humans that would walk past as I prepared for whatever attack was going to happen. I knew that I did not want to use my powers but I also knew that I had no other choice as I stood there and waited.

 

[Wolfsister]

Oh no

She skidded to a halt in a darkened alleyway. She wasn't sure how long she had been running, just that the sun was up and that the city was once again buzzing with life.

Catching her breath she leaned a hand on a nearby wall to support herself, she had been running so fast for so long that she was afraid that her knees would give out on her.

Her stomach growled. She glanced downwards and cursed her stomach for being so weak. She shivered, and she was cold, so cold. Looking around cautiously for any witnesses she raised a finger level with her eyes. A flame sparked from it and her hand began to catch on fire. She smiled, at least her hand would be warm. She slowly passed her hand overself and began to warm up slightly as the heat spread through her body.

She heard movement and instinct made her extinguish the flame and step further into the shadows. A man came running swiftly into the alleyway. He was tall with a dash of dirty blonde hair, not handsome but not unhandsome either.

Then she caught her breath and shook silently in the shadows, not daring to move as she recognised the man. It was him, the man that had killed that woman in the park this morning, the Demon...

 

[LadyChance]

Shivan

"Damnit" Swearing silently with feeling, as I watch the Demon make a break for a close alley way. If I let him go then he could possiably find that which he was looking for. Then I would have blood on my hands. Blood gets so old having to see it happen, and then never being able to get it totally off. It just left bad feelings on a person's aura when they have come into blood. Whether it be phyiscally or mentally it didn't matter. Blood was blood and I had a feeling that there was to be blood spilt soon.

Again swearing quietly, I quickly deside to step past the alley and try to make it look like I was just curious as I go by. Maybe just maybe I could see where he was going and head him off the other way and no one would be the wiser.

Then I feel it. Power. Which usually means that something bad is going to happen, it was going to happen now and I was here. Maybe I could stop it, who cared that I was just human and a female at that. I had to do something, but what was the question.

Running through the options that I have in my head, as my feet take me around the corner. My mind already beginning to work on a spell as my hand slips into the pouch of herbs I always carry at my waist. Whispering the words silently, I begin the only spell I can come up with, binding... It might work, maybe...

 

[Angelus]

As soon as I entered the alley I knew that this was a mistake because I felt the magical energy that was flowing around me. I knew that I did not want to be here, in truth I did not want to be in this situation because I knew that I would have to use my power, the one thing I did not want to do. I felt someone with power building inside them and wondered if they were going to attack me which forced me to tap into my own power.

I knew that I could seek out the person that was planning to attack me and destroy them with ease but I had told myself that I would never do that, I was not that person anymore. A smile came to my face when I thought of the next best thing and felt the shield come up around me. I knew that it was crude but I also knew that it would stop whatever attack was thrown at me without forcing me to have to use force.

 

[Roberto bob]

I found him, the idiot didn't make much effort to conceal himself. Now all i have to do is wait, wait for the opportune time, But first i have some other business to attend to... I start walking slowly towards the highway and hurled a ball of fire towards the oil tanker. The night sky lit up and the air Filled with screams of terror.

 

[Wolfsister]

She watched as she felt the power build up inside him. She hated him so much right now, she hated all demons.

She reached out a hand, preparing to attack. She had no qualms about attacking him from behind, it was often the only way that she could kill a demon.

She reached deep inside herself, into that cold, dark place inside her where she kept her power, hidden, until she had need of it. She smiled, it was lucky for her that last night had been a full moon. She bent her will around her power, mixing water with cold air, forming ice. Fire did nothing to these Demons, as she figured, they all lived in the depths of hell.

She formed an ice ball that would freeze the demon when she felt the sheild come over him. Odd, she cocked her head and checked the iceball. Why would a Demon be using a sheild?

Though she wanted all Demons dead, she had no wish to personally kill them. She was sick of the killing, she'd had enough of it. If this Demon was protecting himself, then he was being hunted. Good.

She withdrew her power and slinked further into the shadows. She would witness this demon's death, to make sure that it was done properly. She didn't want to deal the killing blow unless she had to.

She wouldn't have gotten through the sheild anyway. Crouching, she settled down and waited for what would transpire next.

 

[Roberto bob]

I observed the scene from above, and i knew my time to act was coming, But i thought to myself, why hadn't the other being acted? His forcefield wouldn't keep him safe for long. and i could feel deep hatred within her. My window was closing if i was to act it would be now, i didn't have time to dwell on her. I summoned my blade and jumped down into the alley causing a tiny earthquake around as i hit the ground. I threw a fireball at him to test the resiliency of his sheild, it did little more then smoke as it hit his forcefield. I got up of my knee and clicked my neck And started laughing and Swinging around my blade. I simply said "this could be fun" And i started my attack.

 

[LadyChance]

Shivan

I seen him I knew it was time and I felt my spell starting, all the way up to the time the new Demon stepped in. Then all hell broke lose, and I didn't know which way was up. As I stood there looking rather stupified I watched the newcomer begin to swing a nice looking sword at the Demon I had been following.

Hearing his words "this could be fun," sent shivers of foreboding threw my blood chilling it cold. I had felt the small amount of majick sent out by the first, figuring he was waiting for me. But this.... this I was not prepared for, well maybe they had a family fueding going on and who was I to stop it. Besides what I felt from one I felt within the other. Lots of Power, and then there was the female I seen slip in behind the first. She had Power hidden well within her, tho she kept it sheilded better then most. I had felt it all the same, and wondered where she fit in the picture.

Thinking, ok so who do I start with first... The first one was looking for something or someone, the second one was the female and well the third had found what he was looking for. Poor lil me, well between three with such power, I was surely S.O. L. for now atleast.

Figuring to bid my time, I move to the side to watch and wait. One of them was bound to win or run and well that would give me a chance to cast my spell. If I got lucky it would take before it killed me. If not well I always figured in my line of work, it was always a good day to die and I was well ready for each time I came face to face with it.

 

[Private_Label]

Paloma Lanrod

Paloma stood at the doorway of the seedy massage parlor. Her arms were crossed and a cigarette hung from her right hand. The dress she wore was a revealing red one, cut low over her chest and barely covering her hips and ass. It was old too, it looked as worn out and washed out as she did. A man came up to her and said something in a low voice. She nodded and flicked her cigarette onto the sidewalk. Taking his hand she led the man inside.

 

[Angelus]

I looked at the other demon and wished that I could ask him what he was doing but all that I knew was that he was attacking me, the one thing that I did not want to happen. I wanted to stop this before it got too out of control and I could tell that this demon was not the one who had been following me. I looked at him without saying a word and moved out of the way just as his blade cut through the air where I had been.

I wanted to ask him what he was doing this for but I already knew, he was out to kill me for what I had done and there was only one thing that I could do that would not let any innocent humans get hurt. I raised my hand quickly and with a flash of regret threw a fireball at him before I disappeared in a shimmer of light.

 

[LadyChance]

Shivan

Quickly ducking with the burst of fire, tho I knew he hadn't thrown it no where near I was hiding. I was a bit nervous, who wouldn't be? When I looked back up he was gone, I wasn't totally for sure where the woman went. But the blade wielder still stood where he had been with a sort of dissappointed look on his face.

Sitting there I couldn't deside if I was willing to take on this Demon. He was big and looked really mean, maybe I could slink out and fight him another day. Then again what if he went to kill a human because I didn't do anything today. Shit choices what does a person do to get themselves into these situations...

 

[Fighterstile]

Adrias

He dissapeared in a shimmer of light, Why must they always run, It shouldn't take to long to find him, Although he may try a bit harder to cover his tracks. I feel a surge of energy through me and in a puddle near me i see my body turning blue.

I Wake up feeling disorientaed and strapped onto a turning wheel. I can hear a voice in my head "You failed", "I didn't fail, he ran" i reply, "You failed me, do not deny that" The voice sounding slightly annoyed, "I havn't failed, i've only failed when im dead" I reply almost shoutng, "Very well you have Two more chances, Fail me and you will die, i'll see to it" the voice starting to get weaker in my head and finally dissapearing.

I feel the same surge of energy and i reappear on top of a train in Liverpool station, and i dissapear in a shimmer of light.

 

[Angelus]

I stood on the top of the building and looked down at the two people who were still in the alley, wondering who or what they were going to do. I knew that they had power inside them as I could feel it here but I wanted to know who they were, wanted to know why they were following me. I crouched down and looked at them, wishing that I could take them with me some place but I knew that would use an extreme use of my power and I did not want to do that, I wanted to see if I could limit myself to acting as a human so that I could see what they were like and seek the redemption that I longed for.

I turned after a second and moved away from the edge of the building and walked slowly along, again seeking some sort of peace and answers.

 

[Wolfsister]

She was perturbed to see that he had run away. What had been even more disturbing was what she had seen when he had raised his hand. She had had only a glimpse, but that was enough.

He had a tattoo, a black raven perched on top of a tombstone, on his right forearm. She shivered with pure, unadulterated hate. She knew that tattoo, it was all that she saw whenever she closed her eyes.

That tattoo was the one thing that her father had left her. Her mother's memories of that tattoo had become ingrained in her, and thus was passed onto her daughter.

She gritted her teeth and shuddered with pleasure as dark thoughts of the Demon hanging by his wrists dripping and covered in his own blood crossed her mind. She would have her revenge, he would pay for making her what she was.

She sniffed the air and cast out her mind, careful not to catch the attention of the other demon. She vaguely felt the passage that the Demon had made through space, she tracked it with her eyes. Her gazed turned to the roof, there .

Utilising all of her formidable inherited powers, she jumped silently to the top of the building nearest her. Landing in a slight crouch, she surveyed the area around her quickly. Her sight tripped on the Demon.

Her breath whistled slowly through her clenched teeth, he had no idea she was there. She watched as he slowly walked away from her, unaware of the fury mounting inside her. She had never wanted to hurt someone so badly before.

Quickly, silently, she ran up behind him and clasped his throat with her sharp claws. She leaned close and hissed in his ear, "I have finally found you, father ," She raised one of her hands, the other still gripping the meat of his throat, called forth ice, and prepared to strike him in the back...

 

[LadyChance]

Shivan

I could still feel the power in the air, as I watched first the dirty haired blonde Demon shimmer and dissappear. Then the sword swinging one glow and vanish, but the female, she was still here somewhere but I wasn't sure where. I just knew I could feel the power. Moving slowly from my position I begin to search the ground for any sign of where the Demons had gone.

Closing my eyes I concentrate on the power trying to localize which one held which power. I was most interested in the dirty haired one. He had seemed like he was looking for something and it bothered me. I wanted to know what he was looking for and why. Feeling the power vibrate above me I look up searching the sky. Seeing nothing except the roofs of the buildings, then shaking my head with my own stupity I head for the closest building slipping in the door and running up the steps. I hated tall buidings, they took for ever for short legged people to run up all those flights of stairs.

Finally reaching the top floor, breathing heavily before checking the door. Opening it quietly before stepping cautiously out onto the roof expecting at any time to be dropped where I stood. Peering around I spotted them, the dirty haired Demon with his back to the female and she looked to be holding him by the throat.

Wow today was just getting stranger by the moment, what was going on that Demons would actually be out to kill each other. I had no clue and I really honestly wasn't sure I wanted to know but hey if they wanted to kill each other then who was I to stop it.

Sitting down quietly upon the roof I pull out my pouch and begin drawing a circle around myself. Writing my markings in chalk for protection, pulling out my stones I begin a slow chant. Hoping to not distract the two, but wanting to finish my spell before they even knew what was happening.

I watch the faint glow of power glide along the lines of my circle satisfied with the results. I look back up at the Demons, watching the scene unfold before me. Maybe I should let them know I am here I wonder and then think maybe I should just keep my mouth shut and watch the show. Being prepared for the winner so that I could defeat them and go home feeling like I had done my good deed for the day.

 

[Angelus]

Those words shocked me and I did not want to admit what I had just heard but I had and it was one of the worst things that I had heard. I knew that demons often went out from the Underworld to get some sexual gratification by raping human females and I did not want to believe it but this is what I could feel from this female, I could feel the demon that was within her. I knew that she was human, I coiuld feel that in her but she was also part demon and that part was taking her over at the moment.

I could feel her claws on my throat, wanting nothing more than to rip me open and spray my blood everywhere and I knew that I could fight her, that I could bring up my power and hurt her but I did not want to do that to her, I would not do that to her. It was then that her words came to me and I realized why she thought I was her father. Only those of my family had the mark that I had on my arm and when she had seen it she thought that I was the one who had raped her mother.

"I know what you are thinking. I know that you think I am the one who brought your existence about with what happened to your mother but I can say that I did not do that to her, I have never done something like that to an innocent human. I wish that you could believe me so that you will let me go and we can talk. That is all that I ask of you right now, that we talk."

 

[Wolfsister]

She growled low in her throat as the hatred and bloodlust ripped through her. A part of her was shocked, she had never been like this. This... powerful before. The other part just wanted the demon dead.

Her features twisted into a sardonic grin of pleasure as she tightened her grip on him, her ice-ball growing larger by the second. She would finish him once and for all, then perhaps she could live in peace.

She thought of the moment she would kill him, of the satisifaction it would bring her, then her mind roamed forward and she felt an odd emptyness.

Curious now, she examined the feeling. Somehow she knew that after killing this demon, she would never feel the same. She would feel empty, lost. She cocked her head slightly and considered, it only took her a split second.

I will not be satisfied with a quick, easy kill, she decided. He must suffer, just like i did, and worse still.

Then his strangled words reached her ears "I know what you are thinking. I know that you think I am the one who brought your existence about with what happened to your mother but I can say that I did not do that to her, I have never done something like that to an innocent human. I wish that you could believe me so that you will let me go and we can talk. That is all that I ask of you right now, that we talk."

She snorted, never trust Demons. They would deny their own existence to escape justice, to escape death. Still...it would give her a chance to think up a suitably gruesome and slow end for him. If he was willing to stand there and talk then she was willing to listen and scheme.

She released him, "Very well, father ," she spat the word out. "You will talk, then you will die" at that moment she had never felt so powerful. She did not even consider that she had just conceded the upperhand.

 

[LadyChance]

Shivan

I sat there motionless waiting for the fight to begin, but it didn't happen instead the two Demons began talking. I could feel the hatered coming off the female in waves of heat. Her power had increased and it was making me nausious, I hadn't ever been this close to so much power and found it almost intoxicating. If it hadn't been making me ill with the effects.

The male Demon I found was very soft talking with a smooth quality to his voice almost hynotic like. As I sat there I found myself drawn into his voice as I listened closely to what was being said. Maybe I could find out more information if I just stayed where I was and no one noticed me.

 

[Angelus]

I stood there looking at her and knew that I could bring my power level up but I also knew that as soon as I did she would feel it as I could feel hers right now and that if I did it would be confirming whatever suspicion she had about me. I looked at her to see the hate that was flowing over her and knew that she wanted nothing more than to kill me, especially when she thought that I was her father - the one who had raped her mother to make her into what she was.

I looked at her, "I am telling you the truth when I say that I did not do anything to your mother, I would not do that to your mother as she is an innocent and I would not hurt an innocent human anymore. I have never done anything like that to any human and to say that I have would be a lie and I do not want to do that to you as I want you to believe me. If you can sense my power like I can sense yours you can tell that I do not want any to fight you as I have no power in me so if you wish to kill me you can and I will not stop you. Please believe me when I am saying that I am not your father because I would honestly like to know why you think that."

 

[LadyFairy]

Morra stayed where she was hidden in the shadows of the ally, watching and waiting. She had been drawn here by the amount of power, and magic in the air. She was in the shape of a large hawk.

She had arrived flying over head seeing one demon being attacked by two others, curious as the one demon dissapeared. Followed by the second, and the female followed the first to the roof. She new by the feel of the power that had come from the roof that it would draw other full blooded demon's, and she new she didnt want to be here when they arrived. Landing she pearched on one of the roof tops in the dark ally she waited.

Morra was about to fly away, and leave when she watched another female come forward out of the shadows. She was small, and looked much like a child in her baseball cap. Curious she watched the female, and felt the power die down as the two on the roof begain to talk.

Why did i not catch your sent earler little one? she wondered.. I must have been two ingrossed in the power here to have senced you, and that is dangerous. Tho i am only a half demon many hunters confuse us. I'll not be so foolish again.
Staying hidden where she was Moora decided that she would keep an eye on this female.

 

[Private_Label]

Paloma on the street

Paloma finished with the last customer of the night. She put away the scented oils and blew out all the candles burning around her private room. As she walked to the front door she stopped to give the owner his share of her nights worth of tips. She hated how he took her money, but she wanted to keep to someplace that was inside where the clients were at least seen by others. It kept the bully boys off her back, who would have taken all her nights earnings and not just a small cut. She had hated the few weeks she had worked the streets all those years ago. Now she was older, and used up. She was no competition for the younger and more desperate girls on the street.

Paloma shrank into herself as she walked down the street to her home in the run down apartment house. She had gotten a break on the rent, as it was on the top floor in a building with no elevator.


She trudged up the steps with no idea that on the roof above her head Demons were gathering. One of whom would be sent for her life. She entered her apartment and shot the deadbolt home, then wedged the bar under the doorknob. She flipped the light switch. Nothing happened. She walked around in an apartment lit only by the street light coming from the windows. She wondered if she had forgotten to pay her utility bill or if the old wiring in the building had just given out again.

The apartment was stifling. The windows were shut when she left to go to work and the heat of the day lay trapped in her rooms. She walked around in the near dark, throwing open windows to let in the cool breeze ... and the unknown....