She opened up her browser and stared at her inbox. Too many messages were waiting. She typed fast, letting her friends know the truth. It was hard to say, but it had to be said.

She sighed.

Hit compose and stared at a blank screen for quite a while.

We haven’t talked in a long time. I may be following my Sire sooner than expected. Information, as I ( Read more... )

 Maddy stared at her computer screen. Watching the events unfold. How many of them knew what she knew?

She was tired and turned off the monitor, picked up her notebook and plopped herself down on her couch. She wrote everything she had gathered down, organized it and looked at it again.

And in the language only she could read, she saw it. The truth ( Read more... )

She found herself above the city once more, looking down at the few mortals scurrying quickly through the streets. She closed her eyes, letting the wind blow around her, her cloak flapping loudly to her keen ears.

She was dead.

All she saw when she closed her eyes was those that had left. There were so many.

Everyone always leaves me.

“Fuckers ( Read more... )

My Dearest,

Fire. Why did it have to be fire? I hate fire with a passion. My Sire’s “family” used to torture me with it. Don’t worry, they’re gone now and hopefully they stay gone.

My face is scared and feeding is difficult. I’ve taken to wearing his cloak and mask. Just in case I slip up and someone sees me. I look as though I should be dead. ( Read more... )

Maddy hopped on her bike and sped into the early evening. Away from them and their kindness. She would have stayed with them much longer, but duty got in the way. The family should hear it from her, not someone just spreading gossip. She had to remain strong and that was the hardest part.

She drove straight to the cemetery. She had almost lost ( Read more... )

This life isn’t real. We’re just playing human. We take lovers to our beds and make friends that are more like alliances. We talk about how we feel. We tell each other of our love, of our hate. It’s not that different from the life I once knew; only the emotions are hollow and dead.

I’m not sure what you felt when your Sire died. I think you were ( Read more... )

OOC: Just ignore the worst possible Phantom at the end :)

She watched as her Sire, supported by a fellow dragon, walked up the stairs of the Academy House. Other than a slight frown on her face, Jane did not let her emotions betray her. If someone had looked, they would have seen the swirl of colors. A flash of crimson and orange and a shift to dark blue as she heard the unknown stalk through the hedges. ( Read more... )

Jesse Robert’s was going on a business trip. At least, it had been arranged to appear that way. Down to the purchase of the plane tickets. He arrived at the airport on time and she watched as he scanned the area, carrying an old beat up piece of luggage. Large enough for the timeframe she had required of him. He still had no idea what she was ( Read more... )

His voice grew harsh, “Tell me about him,” he demanded, “Who was he?”

She turned her face to the broken man laying on the hospital bed as he continued to question her.

“Why do you show him such devotion, yet question if he has not earned this suffering?”

Because she loved him. There was no real other answer. He saved her life more than once and he ( Read more... )