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Post by Viktorya Mihailov on Feb 11, 2011 16:19:24 GMT -5
demon princess Come here, now come here, let me smell your fears
Cry here, now cry here, let me enjoy your tears
Lick the wet segments of a worm
Viktorya found herself in Russia. She desperately needed to calm down after finding out the treacherous high demon who had tried to destroy her library was her half-brother. She was from orders of the Demon King, her father, to only return home before sunrise. He was not exactly furious with her but she had taken part in almost destroying her library in her sword fight. That and the Demon King needed his eldest daughter to calm down before she killed all the lower demons with her rage. There were a lot of lower demons in the Demon Realm but it did not help that she had taken in a game to calm herself that required she kick in the head every lower demon that she had come across. When they began to run from her she gave chase and gave death so her father had pushed her on the leyline platform himself.
It was cold in Russia but the cold did not bother either Viktorya or the Russians. She was wearing a heavy black top that would warm her, but she was wearing a very short skirt. Her legs were chilled but it was a good chill, it let her know that she was alive. She wandered barefoot on the snow. She was not in her favored town square but in the forest. She stretched as the snow turned a red mixture when she walked over it. The bottom of her feet did have blood on it from the lower demons. If anyone had tested the DNA they would be surprisingly shocked by the results the laboratory would give them.
She walked further in the dark neither stepping on sticks, stones or tripping. It was pitch darkness though as she walked she could see a flickering dot of light. She was led to it like a moth to light. Around the campfire were several young boys wearing uniforms. “Hmm,” Viktorya muttered to herself searching her vocabulary for that one word. “Now what was it? – Camping?” Yes, they were camping Viktorya decided as she walked near them. “May I join your fire?” Viktorya asked in Russian as she sat down on one of those logs. The boys noticed her pale legs and the fact that she wasn’t cold. Her eyes flashed red as she realized that the boys were reading the Bible and one boy jumped up and screamed a word known by all in any language ‘demon’.
“Now that’s not nice.” Viktorya muttered as the boys stood up and backed away from her. They were acting as if she had some horrible infectious disease. It wasn’t like she started screaming, ‘I’m going to kill you and eat you and fee fi fo fum’! When she sensed that the boy was going to move she grabbed him by his neck and pulled him closer to her. Everyone was silent and could hear a pin drop into the snow. But the sound the boys heard was the ill-fated sound of the boy’s neck snapping. It was a sound these mortal boys knew even if they had never heard it before. Their chum was dead and they were next. They began to run. Viktorya screamed and followed.
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KAVIEL
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Post by KAVIEL on Feb 15, 2011 20:59:18 GMT -5
 Kaviel and his squad had been in Russia for about a week now. They were going around to different cities and keeping the demons in check, making sure that they didn't try to start any trouble. So far so good for now, and today, they were in Moscow. Usually, they'd seperete and search different areas of the city one by one. However, Kaviel decided to bring along their newest angel. And while he was their newest, he was by no means weak. He was just as powerful as the others and gaining a good amount of skill. He could very well defend himself as well, so why was Kaviel with him? For the simple fact that Kaviel traveled to Russia often, and wanted to show him around. It was adding a bit of fun to an everyday task, and as long as they were still looking out for demons, there was no harm in it. So after showing him a few parks, they decided to head out towards the forest. There wasn't all too much to see there, but again, they had to stay on task, and there was nothing stopping demons from going into the forest.
From where they currently were, it'd be quite a walk to get to the forest, so it'd make sense to use teleporting. However, Kaviel knew he could cover more ground if he walked, which was what they did. And as they did so, they didn't even get one curious glance. Not a single thing about them said angel, which was good to blend into crowds. The only ones who'd be able to tell them apart were other supernaturals, but even they could have a difficult time. There weren't too many angels around, so it wasn't like you'd see them everyday. Kaviel preferred things that way though. He didn't want much attention drawn to himself, as he didn't want to interact and bond with humans. Sure, he'd protect them if he had to or could, but they didn't mean much to him. And by standards, if you began to sympathize with them, you were looked at as a rogue. That was even more reason for him to keep away with the relationships.
That being said, the two of them made their way into the forest, keeping their eyes open for any issues. A few moments later, Kaviel picked up on the smell of smoke. He figured that it was just some campers, but he decided to check it out anyway. So they made their way over in that direction, and it wasn't long before they came to a clearing. What Kaviel saw was indeed some campers, but there was a demon there as well. There was already a death toll, and Kaviel had no intentions of letting that toll go higher. The campers were just kids, kids who didn't do anything wrong. Kids were people that he cared for, even if they were human. So when the kids ran, Kaviel followed and got ahead. Then he stepped into their path, but gave them enough time to stop from running into him. When they looked up at him, he spoke. "Go with him. He'll get you somewhere safe." He said in Russian, nodding towards the angel who was with him. His plan was for him to teleport them away from here, while he stayed to battle the demon.
Looking over towards him, Kaviel addressed his plan. "Get them away from here. I'll stay." He then looked over at the demon, his gaze meeting her's. And in an instant, the other kids were teleported away to safety. Now it was just down to him and the demon."Why am I not surprised? Typical of you demons to pick on the weak."
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Post by Viktorya Mihailov on Feb 16, 2011 16:16:59 GMT -5
demon princess Come here, now come here, let me smell your fears
Cry here, now cry here, let me enjoy your tears
Lick the wet segments of a worm
“Hey, wait. Stop!” Viktorya shouted in perfect Russian. She was in no mood to play monster. She picked up the deceased boy by his already cracked neck and tossed him easily ten feet until he hit the boy who was the farthest away from her. The slower boys who weren’t as quick on their feet passed by the fastest boy who was winded and still on the ground. “Why do you run from me?” Viktorya asked. “Why do they always run from me?” Viktorya asked herself. The boy cried and she stepped on his vocal cords. He scratched at her feet but couldn’t move an inch so he suffocated to death. Her feet were bloodied by his nails and her skin was under his fingernails.
The nails had scratched her feet and small droplets of blood dripped onto the grass. Demon blood was awfully rare. Before Viktorya could run after the other children she got an eerie ache in her body. It was sort of a chill that one had that was 100% natural instinct. She arched her back so that it was straight and her senses were heightened as her eyes darted around the area without moving her head. It was the same natural instinct that after thousands of years made the human children run from a demon. But Viktorya’s natural instinct after two million years told her that there was a disgustingly pure angel about.
Her eyes narrowed in disgust as she watched two angels appear before the children. “Don’t leave with those angels. They don’t care about you.” Those angels really did not care about human children. There were so many in the world that what was one or two children? The angel’s job was not to protect but to stop and destroy demons. But soon enough the second angel took the children away. Where had they gone? – Heaven? It made Viktorya laugh. Their parents would never know the fate of their children if they were teleported off to heaven. What exactly would those angels do with the children? They would probably molest them. Angels could not be trusted. At least demons were honest.
“I am surprised.” She spoke as she walked barefoot towards the angel. “That an angel lest alone two of them would leave their glowing palace and sanctuary.” Angels were so unused to fighting that they had become weak. It would take more than two angels to stop Viktorya. “You better call back your little friend and maybe some more.” She laughed wickedly. Angels really weren’t equipped to deal with demons. They were too weak, too naive and not well equipped to handle violent demons who dealt with black magic on a daily basis. Angels sighting demons were rare. As well as demons sighting angels.
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Post by KAVIEL on Feb 27, 2011 6:51:18 GMT -5
The moment he had heard the boy's neck snap, he felt sickened. He didn't care much for humans at all, but children had found a soft spot and were a quick way into his emotions. He didn't care what species they were, werewolf, human, vampire, he felt close to them all. Even when it came down to demon children, he's had his issues with killing them. So to hear the first child's neck break, followed by the cries from the second one, not only disgusted Kaviel, but it angered him as well. Nothing about him said so though, as he was used to keeping his emotions to himself when out and around humans. And when he heard the demon speak, he stepped around the children's bodies, the snow crunching with every step he took. Then he stopped beside them, glancing down at them for a moment. "Shouldn't you be home with daddy?" He said to her, his gaze still focused on the bodies. He then looked up at the demon, his eyes making contact with her's.
"Wouldn't want to worry the old man now, would we?" His tone held an obvious sarcasm as he responded to her remark about angels and the palace. It didn't matter if she insulted him and others of his species, it made no difference. So he took another few steps and placed himself in front of the bodies. "My little friend is a bit busy at the moment. Helping out the children that you never managed to kill out of the bunch." He paused for a moment, taking yet one more step, but still allowing a bit of space between them. "So I guess it's just you and me." At his side and hidden amongst the coat that he wore, he had his sword at his side. It was given to him by the angels in heaven, and even though he couldn't use it to actually kill a demon, it helped him in the process of slaying them. He carried it with him wherever he went, and that very item was like his lifeblood. He was so protective over it, that he didn't even allow other angels to touch or handle it.
It was easily within his grasp, and he could have the weapon out in less than a second. However, he kept it in its sheath and waited for the demon to reply. "I'm not much for patience either." He added in. In his mind, there was hardly any room for chit chat with a demon. He usually went ahead and killed them when he could, unless he were trying to draw some information out from one. Even then, he'd kill them afterward to save the trouble. There was no use in letting them go. They'd only start issues again, which was why Kaviel always killed every demon that he could. This demon standing in front of him was no different. He'd kill her too, especially for what she did to the two kids just now. In no way did they deserve to die. All they had been doing, was camping in the woods, just like any other child of their age would've done.
Kaviel knew though that it didn't matter to demons. What was right and what was wrong, practically didn't even exist for them. Although what he found quite interesting, was how cocky demons could be, when they couldn't even kill angels. All they did was send them back to heaven for some time. However, that was beside the point as Kaviel awaited a reply. If she were to throw any sort of attack at him, he'd be ready for it. There was enough space between them, but he knew she could easily close that gap as fast as he could.
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Post by Viktorya Mihailov on Mar 2, 2011 16:05:19 GMT -5
demon princess Come here, now come here, let me smell your fears
Cry here, now cry here, let me enjoy your tears
Lick the wet segments of a worm
Viktorya watched the angel walk around the two young boys dead bodies. She could see the disgust on his face though he was not showing it. The disgust floated among him like a very visible aura. As an angel, as he was, he would be sickened. It was only natural for them. “What, exactly, does that mean?” she asked speaking slowly. Did this angel know that she was the eldest born daughter of the demon King? This angel would be victorious if he managed to kill an offspring of the demon King.
“How exactly is your ‘friend’ helping those children?” she asked spitefully! Where exactly would that angel be taking those children? – To heaven? “Let me guess. Your little friend is going to take those children off to heaven so that they can eternally play on fluffy white clouds. And then when it’s night they’re going to get little visits by the Priest’s and make those young children’s buttocks really, really sore.” She laughed. She covered her mouth with her hand and continued to laugh, mocking the angel and mocking the idea of heaven and fluffy white clouds.
“Patience. Patience. Patience. Patience is key!” she could tell that this angel was itching for a fight. Who did this angel think he was, trying to go up against a demon? He should know that demons always won. Angels were losers. They were too nice, too angelic, too innocent. Quite the opposite of demons who were evil and demonic. “I must admit,” Viktorya said as she pondered.“It is a shame that they are dead. They are gorgeous and would have made good lovers.” She just loved making an angel angry.
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Post by KAVIEL on Mar 4, 2011 14:45:58 GMT -5
"And what exactly does that mean?" The demon asked. "No real meaning. Just a question." He said to her. He really hadn't meant anything with it, besides a slight insult at the demon king with the phrase "old man". Though again, he didn't expect much of a reaction from it. And when the female in front of him asked how his friend was helping out the children, he didn't have a reaction to it either. Even as she laughed, he kept a straight face that didn't show much emotion. He was used to people poking fun at angels, especially when it came down to demons. Their insults and attempts at humor were getting old. So when she stopped laughing, Kaviel replied. "Not heaven, but someplace else that's far from here." She could crack all the jokes she wanted at what he had to say, but they wouldn't faze him. He wouldn't even crack the slightest hint at a smile. Even amongst other angels, Kaviel was known to be pretty serious and sometimes rude towards humans.
The demon then went on to take a jab at his patience. He had some, but not much ever seemed to lie with demons. That didn't mean though that he just flat out attacked a demon whenever he saw one. It would've been a stupid thing to do, and he had at least the slightest amount of patience to keep him from doing such a thing. And as far as a fight went, he wasn't itching for the fight itself, but to simply kill this demon. He already despised her kind, and his loathing was made worse when she made the decision to kill those kids. Still though, his stance remained normal and not tensed at all. Even when she continued to poke at his anger, his expression and posture didn't change. "Not surprising to hear that from a demon." He said to her. Anything that could be considered malicious, could likely be tied in with demons. He knew of the things that they did, and not a single one of them came as a surprise to him.
Kaviel had been around long enough to see all the things that demons can and have done. His kind and their's have been feuding for years upon years, and again, none of this stuff was coming off as new to him. It was probably the same for any other angel as well. So after addressing the demon, he turned around and took another few steps towards the side, further positioning himself in front of the demon. When a breeze came by, the smell of the trees kicked up, but so did the smell of demon blood. It was slight from when the boy had clawed at her ankle, although it was still a rather sweet scent. To smell it meant that a demon had been wounded one way or another, even if was something as minor as a few scrapes or cuts.
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Post by Viktorya Mihailov on Mar 8, 2011 19:59:48 GMT -5
demon princess Come here, now come here, let me smell your fears
Cry here, now cry here, let me enjoy your tears
Lick the wet segments of a worm
“I just ll..love how you’re taking them away from their mother’s breasts!” she chuckled very amused. The angel was taking away all the children. They thought that they were doing harm but they were interfering when they shouldn’t. And as a result they would unintentionally harm those younglings. To a little bitty mortal who lived in the blink of an eye – what was it like to go from nothingness to being touched by a pure angel? They would never feel such good again. They were as good as cursed.
“Oh, drat. You really are no fun.” She said as soon as the angel said that he was not surprised to hear that coming from a demon. It was no fun not being able to rile up a pure angel. She would need to work on that – definitely. She glanced towards the dead body which was by her feet. He was the second boy, the one who had scratched her. A demonic styled sword that screamed evil appeared in her hands. It had two live bat wings which fluttered every now and then when still.
“Well, if you excuse me.” She said as she stabbed the boy’s body with the sword. Bones made a sort of crunch sound and blood spurted out on her bare pale legs. She lifted out the sword and plunged it back into the small boy’s body. She repeated the process. Sword in, sword out. Sword in, sword out. She was destroying the innocent child’s body. In a few minutes he was starting to look like mashed potatoes. She was not only ruining his dignity in death, she had ruined what chance his mother might have to see his peaceful body sleeping. He would definitely need a closed casket.
“Huu-huu-huu.” She hummed a little tune. She was at peace destroying this child’s body. It was completely disgusting and even seasoned detective would be hard pressed to not throw up on the ‘crime scene’. It seemed that the demon had even forgotten about the angel. It wasn’t like he was doing anything. She licked the blood to taste it. It tasted pure. Then she took out a little vial from her pocket and began to gather the blood of the pre-pubescent virgin boy. Once that little vial was filled she put it away and began to gather some more of the young boy’s blood.
Once she had enough blood she continued to mess up and destroy the body. With a few stab wounds one couldn’t tell where his head and buttocks began. She continued all the while knowing that sooner or later the angel would burst out in his anger at her desecrating of a body.
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