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Yep. XD
I also found another doll I wanna get along with Lucifer.
He's a D.O.C. Homme Kirill.
XD He's pretty.
I might name him Ki'Rin..XD I like Ki'Rins, they're cool beans.
Anyway.
I'm getting closer to getting Lucifer, I guess.
I ought to start taking commissions.
I'm going to sell some drawings eventually on dA, as soon as I figure out the catch to prints. XD;
I seriously need to get money.
I want Lucifer, DAMMIT!
Anyway.
Story.
XD
All the characters are based off of dolls. Except for Keehl.
XD Keehl isn't cool enough.
Anyway.
I'm out of school now, so more time for art and stories and such. :3
~Chapter 1 - The Mutt
In times of old, many things mystical walked our now deeply corrupt Earth.
Not that it wasn't already corrupt even back then...
Several different peoples lived; Elves, Vampyres, Faeries, Wizards, Mages, Witches, and the like. It wasn't particularly harmonious, every kin was trying to keep certain clans of Vampyres to keep their calm, which was a particularly hard task. Thankfully, there were no humans to get in the way of said tasks of slowing the Vampyres' rage and bloodlust (but the magick in this world was due to fade within a hundred or so years, as everyone slowly killed themselves off.). Things with Vampyres got easier, and for a while, things were easy.
Then the unthinkable happened.
Vampyres started, for whatever reason, breeding with other species such as elves or faeries.
One such result was Lucifer, a young boy of 14. He grew up never really knowing his parents. His father, a Vampyre, was slaughtered in a war. His mother, an Elf, left early on, not wanting to keep a child resulting from herself and a Vampyre. Even still, the Vampyre in Lucifer was nearly undetectable. He had strange eye colors like that of Elves, but were two separate colors, which may have come from being a 'half-breed'. One was a spectrum of bright colors, the other was a dark purple with flecks of black. He had long, red hair that fell over sharply pointed ears. The only visible Vampyre in him was his fangs, but all he wanted was to live the life that elves did. But he was shunned, and roamed the lonely streets of Aeren.
Little did he know that today things were going to change.
He walked over to the Screaming Banshee Tavern where he usually goes every afternoon. The bartender, Keehl, a mixture of elf and ghoul, welcomed Lucifer with open arms every day. (He was a nice guy, but rather homely. Not that Luci really cared.) Keehl smiled warmly at the mixed-race boy.
"'Ello Luci!" he greeted. "'Ow're yeh doin' t'day?"
"Okay, I guess, Nothing different.." Lucifer paused, hearing voices upstairs.
"Ah, wonderin' wot the voices are up thurr? Tis a small group o' Wizards, came in earlier t'day, asked 'em if they wonted a pint, I didn't get no answer and they jus' walked upstairs and 'ave been talkin' fer a couple hours, i reckon." Keehl scratched his head recalling earlier events.
Only nodding at the man, Lucifer quietly and gracefully (as most elves do...) trotted upstairs and peered through a door, where surely enough, there were three Wizards. Two had black cloaks, one had a white one, almost like a priest's. He remained quiet, breathing silently.
"Ariston, you know what your duty is, right?" a long, lean, silver haired boy muttered, running his fingers through his long ponytail.
"To find the half-breed and protect him from Nikita, yes, I know, Lahoo. I've heard it several times." The younger boy, Ariston, replied sharply, rolling his pale silver eyes.
'Who is this half-breed of which they speak?' Lucifer thought, almost out loud.
"No need to get snappy, young master Ariston." A man with black hair muttered grimly, "This is a highly important matter."
"Good point, Camine.." Lahoo nodded, then turned back to young Ariston. "You need to start learning your place in this group. You may be one of the masters - one of the youngest - and a priest as your cover, but that gives you no right to be the arrogant little brat that you are!"
Before Lahoo could continue insulting the young wizard, the one called Camine spoke once again, "May I take this opportunity to say that this conversation is no longer private."
All three wizards turned to the slightly creaked open door, and they saw one of Lucifer's shiny eyes through the crack.
"Whoever is there," Ariston muttered shakily. "Show yourself!"
"Don't rush them, master..." Camine shook his head. "Visitor, do not be afraid. Show your face to us, please."
Finally deciding to come out of his hiding place, Lucifer opened the door and stepped in, earning wide-eyed looks from the formerly solemn Wizards.
"Its the half-breed..." Lahoo and Camine muttered in unison, not believing what they saw.
"So...you were talking about me, then?" Lucifer whispered, looking down at the rotting wood floor. "What's so amazing about me?"
"More than you can possibly imagine...We need you for something important..." Ariston smirked.
"Not only that, but we need to keep you under our protection..." Camine said, glaring at Ariston.
"Who are you guys?" Lucifer asked nervously.
"We are the Coven Syndicate. A small but powerful group of Wizards, Witches, and Mages. We've been searching for you. You may not know it, but you are a very important link to the future of Aeren."
Lucifer's ears twitched excitedly (For feeling wanted in this cruel world for once), but he was still nervous as to why they wanted him so badly, for he received no answers to that question other than 'you'll know in due time.'
Not knowing what to due out of overwhelming nervousness, he ran out of the tavern.
"Nnngh!" Ariston groaned and started for the door. When he noticed Lahoo and Camine were not following him, he slowly turned around, glaring. "Well?! Are we just going to let him get away?! Do you want to let Nikita get him first?!"
Lahoo just shook his head. "Ariston, I don't think you understand. Its not a matter of who gets him first, that depends on what he chooses, and where his allegiances lie. He may come to us, he may go to Nikita. Either way, he decides the future for all of us in Aeren..."
"Not just Aeren, Lahoo..." Camine chimed, "The whole world, love."
Ariston sighed pathetically. "I know where you guys are going with this. Believe me, I do. But don't you think we should try to convince him to change the world for the greater good?"
"We can't control minds, especially not his. He's got the cleverness and cunning of the Vampyres and Elves, and he is the only surviving one. Try as you might to convince the boy, he will go his own way."
~Chapter 2 - Enter the stranger
Sitting behind the tavern, Lucifer sighed hopelessly. He had no idea what exactly he was needed for, the trio of wizards were extremely vague when he had talked to them. He remained silent, holding his head in his hands. Down the street, he heard the thunking of boots. Cautiously, he looked up, seeing a boy --more precisely, a Vampyre -- walking down the street. He was roughly 16 or older, had black and blonde hair, and he was practically covered in leather. He passed by the red-haired boy, looking down at him smugly, never breaking his long, elegant stride. He swiftly turned around and walked into the tavern, and then Lucifer realized why he was there.
'I wonder if he works with those Wizards? If he does...I should probably leave..and fast...' he thought, biting his lip. He quietly stood up and ran down the street, desperately trying -- and failing -- to quiet the sound of his leather boots on the brick street.
"Good to see you made it, AJ." Ariston smiled, bowing his head in a greeting fashion to the young Vampyre.
"Sure."
"So do you know the half-breed of which the whole Syndicate has been speaking of?" the young half-priest eagerly asked.
"Everyone knows who Lucifer is, or more, what he is...how important he is..." AJ rolled his eyes, "But...I have seen him."
"When?!" the three Wizards shouted in unison. "He just ran out, we were wondering where he went!"
"Heh. The kid's behind the tavern. But knowing him, he inherited his mother's shyness and speed and ran off somewhere." AJ looked out the dirty window of the tavern attic, smirking slightly. "And another thing, the schools are letting out in a couple of minutes, so he'll be even harder to identify in a sea of fleeing children."
"I don't even know why they want me so bad, I need to find out.." Lucifer panted, leaning over and holding his thin, tired figure up by resting his hands on his knees. A loud ringing filled the air as the sun began to set.
'six 'o' clock...Let the stampede begin.' sighing deeply, the half-breed shook his head, not ready to run from his peers. Not even a minute later, young teens poured from the rotting redwood doors of the local school, where several children - Vampyres, Elves, Wizards and the like - ran out, smiling, conversing, skipping...
Oh how Lucifer wished he could have that life. He looked up and noticed a boy walking slowly, unexcitedly unlike the other children. His piercing, soulless eyes that seemed to be carved from ice were hidden behind prison bars of jet black hair. He trotted down the street slowly, behind the rest of the crowd, arms behind his back. He was thin, his ears were sharply pointed, like Lucifer's, and the way he walked was rather dainty and feminine. Like an Elf, but more so. He noticed that a crowd of girls ran up to him from the midst of the crowd and crowded around the boy, who was now visibly uncomfortable. The girls chattered incoherently and in a high pitch; to which the raven-haired boys' only reaction was a simple roll of his icy eyes. When the girls realized that they wouldn't get out any sentences, phrases, or even words, they scoffed and quickly stormed back into the mass of children.
The boy sighed, putting his arms behind his head and turned from the crowd, heading in the opposite direction. It was at this moment when he finally noticed the red-headed half-breed watching him. His eyes widened, as if he'd just witnessed three murders in a row. As quickly as Lucifer tried to hide, the boy ran over to him, piercing, ice blue eyes looking straight at his non-matching ones. No...through them, more like.
~Chapter 3 - Chasing Lucifer
Lucifer quickly tried to run - to hide - away from the other boy who ran towards him, icy eyes wide and curious. But he turned around just a bit too late, for the boy had reached him.
"Hey mister! Wait!" Lucifer did not reply to the boy, only tried to run.
"Why were you staring at me?" he continued, hopefully catching the half-breed's attention, "Are you lonely? Do you want to ask me something? Why are you here? In fact…Who are you?!" he overloaded Lucifer with questions he didn't feel like answering. He wasn't even sure if he should tell him who exactly he was. Nevertheless, he turned around.
"My name is Lucifer…" came the quiet reply to the slew of questions, "You were the one who seemed lonely, so I just…stopped and watched I guess…I didn't mean to seem rude, I just.."
"Oh my God, you're Lucifer?! The half-breed?!" The boy's eyes were even wider now. He started jumping up and down excitedly. He did stop, however, when he noticed the red-haired mutt cringe, and turn the other way.
"Sir? Where are you going?! Wait up!"
"Leave me alone. Who are you, anyway?"
"I'm Ki'Rin, sir."
"Okay, Ki'Rin. What do you want?"
"Well, I just...I don't know. I just thought it'd be cool to talk to THE half-br...I mean...talk to you..."
"And why for?"
They went back and forth exchanging answer for question, question for answer. In this manner they went on until they heard a collection of voices.
"Oh damn.." Lucifer gasped, looking around, ears twitching to detect where the noise was coming from.
"What is it, Lucifer?" Ki'Rin asked, tilting his head slightly.
"Some Wizards and another Vampyre are looking for me..."
"Really?" The raven-haired teen raised an eyebrow, "How come?" the voices grew louder, closer, more ambitious and frantic.
"No time to explain now," Lucifer grabbed the other boy's wrist, "Just run!" The boys quickly turned a corner and ran blindly throughout the town. They knew not where they went, especially not Ki'Rin, who was merely dragged along for the ride; but as long as they were unable to be found, Lucifer was just fine with that. As he was watching the other boy, he made a firm decision, no, a promise, in his mind to not let himself trust the wizards until he knew what they were after with him. With long, graceful strides they tore down the now empty brick street.
AJ sniffed at the air, looking around, eyes darting left to right.
"Well? Where did he go?!" A clearly nervous Ariston shifted on his feet.
"Shut up, you little prick." AJ growled, "Don't. Rush. Me." he continued to stalk around slowly, smelling the air, twitching his pointed ears every now and again. Suddenly he jerked up.
"Lucifer. I found him." the Vampyre raised his hand and pointed in the direction they had run, the direction from which his scent was coming. And without warning AJ sped off in the direction of the teens, with the Wizards eagerly trailing behind.
"Master Lucifer, can we please stop?" Ki'Rin started slowing down, breaths shallow and raspy.
"No, they're coming. We need to head them off or have them lose our trail or something. We have to keep running, 'Rin." the red-head stated, only slowing down slightly. 'And where did this 'master' thing come from?!' he questioned to himself.
"Fine, sir..But can we please stop soon? It might rain and I'm sure that they'll lose our trail.." Looking up to the thickly clouded sky, Ki'Rin smiled. They continued to run for what felt like hours. All of a sudden, their much needed blessing fell from the sky. In fact, the rain came down so hard that they had to quickly find shelter in an old, rundown farmhouse. Quickly they lit a fire and sat in silence for what felt like hours. Ki'Rin just stared at Lucifer, who was just stared at the crackling, blazing fire.
"Hey, master Lucifer?" After an eternity of silence, Ki'Rin finally broke it.
"Hm...?"
"How come those guys were chasing after you?" Lucifer sighed at the other boy's question. It was sure to come up eventually, anyway.
So Lucifer explained the Coven Syndicate, the three Wizards: Ariston, Lahoo, and Camine, the Vampyre: AJ, and the conversation that took place in the tavern. Then, he noticed the look on the raven-haired boy's face.
"What? What is it?" the mutt asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You don't know why they want you, do you?" the ice-eyed boy inquired, quieter than before.
~Chapter 4 - A Series of Secrets
"No...I don't, exactly. All I know is that I'm important for something..." Lucifer racked his brain for answers, he needed them, now.
"Of course you're important. You're the missing link to change the world! You never knew that?" Ki'rin stood up, throwing his arms up hysterically.
"I've lived in isolation for years. No one ever really talks to me, do you think I would know that?!" the mutt unconsciously raised his voice at the other boy, who cringed.
"Well, listen. They say that the first child resulting from a pureblood Elf and a pureblood Vampyre has powers beyond his comprehension. A war may start over who can control his powers..."
"Any idea on what exactly these powers are?"
"You will find out in due time. They had also said two main forces will try to control you and your powers. There's the Coven Syndicate, composed of yes, Wizards, and a select few Vampyres. Then, there's Nikita."
"Nikita? Who is she?"
"Nikita is a Mage, at least three hundred years old but doesn't look a day over 19...She has a great power within her, but she tries to collect even more, which is why she thinks the needs you." Ki'Rin rubbed his forehead, surprised he could remember half of this.
"Who's the evil one?"
The boy rubbed his forehead again. "I think, in the view of us town commoners, Nikita is the evil one. The Coven Syndicate protect us. Which is what they're trying to do with you, but they know you have a mind of your own...and that they can't truly control you. Nikita, however, ignores that simple fact." Ki'Rin bowed his head slightly, showing that he was finished speaking.
"Damn. I have a lot planned out for me then, huh?" Lucifer laughed a little, trying to hide his apprehension.
"Hahah, yeah...And you know, that was almost me."
"What do you mean, 'Rin?"
"I mean...I'm a half-breed too. My mother was a Vampyre, my dad was a Faerie."
"Wow, really?" Lucifer smiled a bit. Thankfully he wasn't alone.
"Yup. I feel really bad for you, though. I always have.."
"You have?" Lucifer raised his eyebrow as he stood up to look for food.
"Yeah, I mean...you always looked really lonely. Every day at school I would see you sitting across the road from the building. I'd always try to come see you after school, but you were already gone, and I had no idea where you'd go." Ki'Rin also joined the half-breed in the search for food.
"Well, I can't believe that I've been so cared for all these years!" the red-head laughed slightly, searching through cabinets.
They continued to search for food for about half an hour before they found some hot chocolate, which would have to do for now. They cooked it up and drank in near-silence, occasionally sharing interesting stories of they're lives. Obviously, Lucifer talked more, because of life on the streets. And Ki'Rin would just sit there and listen, staring at the other boy with those piercing eyes, until Lucifer suddenly stopped talking and looked out the window.
"Master Lucifer? What is it?" he asked worriedly.
"They're coming. They somehow found our trail again..." the red-haired mutt bit his lip, they'd catch him for sure this time. It was honestly the Vampyre, AJ, that worried him more than anything. They both thought for a moment, till 'Rin thought of something.
"Lucifer, give me your shirt."
"...What?!"
"Just give me your shirt, it has your scent on it doesn't it? That Vampyre follows your scent, so we throw the shirt out somewhere, and run off in a different direction, obviously before they realize it was all just a plan to lead them away from us." Ki'Rin smiled at how well thought-out his plan was.
" 'Rin. You're brilliant." Lucifer laughed, this was sure to get them off his trail. As the noises started to come closer, Lucifer pulled off his shirt and they both ran outside. For awhile they ran more north of the town, until they reached the edge of a forest. Lucifer hung his shirt on one of the lower branches of a tree that sat by a river.
"Well, Ki'Rin...what do you suppose we do now?" Lucifer looked out toward the farmhouse they had just left, wondering if the Wizards and the Vampyre had arrived to it yet.
"I know a man who lives quite a while west from here, he'll let us stay there as long as we need."
With that said, they sped off to the west, running as fast as they could. Three hours time it took them to arrive, and they met up with the man who gladly let them stay in the guest room of his farm house.
"Geez, I'm tired.." Ki'Rin yawned and stretched, dropping on one of the beds.
"Me too," Lucifer yawned as well, but was trying to search for a shirt. "But at least we got those guys away from us, right? ....Okay come on, I need a shirt now! ....Oh screw this, I'll just look for one tomorrow morning..." he continued to rant while walking over to another bed, and the ranting earned a laughing fit from the boy laying at the other side of the room.
He laughed too, but soon felt sleep overtake him.
End. :3
I'm still working on it, its a lot of fun to write. :D
I also found another doll I wanna get along with Lucifer.
He's a D.O.C. Homme Kirill.
XD He's pretty.
I might name him Ki'Rin..XD I like Ki'Rins, they're cool beans.
Anyway.
I'm getting closer to getting Lucifer, I guess.
I ought to start taking commissions.
I'm going to sell some drawings eventually on dA, as soon as I figure out the catch to prints. XD;
I seriously need to get money.
I want Lucifer, DAMMIT!
Anyway.
Story.
XD
All the characters are based off of dolls. Except for Keehl.
XD Keehl isn't cool enough.
Anyway.
I'm out of school now, so more time for art and stories and such. :3
~Chapter 1 - The Mutt
In times of old, many things mystical walked our now deeply corrupt Earth.
Not that it wasn't already corrupt even back then...
Several different peoples lived; Elves, Vampyres, Faeries, Wizards, Mages, Witches, and the like. It wasn't particularly harmonious, every kin was trying to keep certain clans of Vampyres to keep their calm, which was a particularly hard task. Thankfully, there were no humans to get in the way of said tasks of slowing the Vampyres' rage and bloodlust (but the magick in this world was due to fade within a hundred or so years, as everyone slowly killed themselves off.). Things with Vampyres got easier, and for a while, things were easy.
Then the unthinkable happened.
Vampyres started, for whatever reason, breeding with other species such as elves or faeries.
One such result was Lucifer, a young boy of 14. He grew up never really knowing his parents. His father, a Vampyre, was slaughtered in a war. His mother, an Elf, left early on, not wanting to keep a child resulting from herself and a Vampyre. Even still, the Vampyre in Lucifer was nearly undetectable. He had strange eye colors like that of Elves, but were two separate colors, which may have come from being a 'half-breed'. One was a spectrum of bright colors, the other was a dark purple with flecks of black. He had long, red hair that fell over sharply pointed ears. The only visible Vampyre in him was his fangs, but all he wanted was to live the life that elves did. But he was shunned, and roamed the lonely streets of Aeren.
Little did he know that today things were going to change.
He walked over to the Screaming Banshee Tavern where he usually goes every afternoon. The bartender, Keehl, a mixture of elf and ghoul, welcomed Lucifer with open arms every day. (He was a nice guy, but rather homely. Not that Luci really cared.) Keehl smiled warmly at the mixed-race boy.
"'Ello Luci!" he greeted. "'Ow're yeh doin' t'day?"
"Okay, I guess, Nothing different.." Lucifer paused, hearing voices upstairs.
"Ah, wonderin' wot the voices are up thurr? Tis a small group o' Wizards, came in earlier t'day, asked 'em if they wonted a pint, I didn't get no answer and they jus' walked upstairs and 'ave been talkin' fer a couple hours, i reckon." Keehl scratched his head recalling earlier events.
Only nodding at the man, Lucifer quietly and gracefully (as most elves do...) trotted upstairs and peered through a door, where surely enough, there were three Wizards. Two had black cloaks, one had a white one, almost like a priest's. He remained quiet, breathing silently.
"Ariston, you know what your duty is, right?" a long, lean, silver haired boy muttered, running his fingers through his long ponytail.
"To find the half-breed and protect him from Nikita, yes, I know, Lahoo. I've heard it several times." The younger boy, Ariston, replied sharply, rolling his pale silver eyes.
'Who is this half-breed of which they speak?' Lucifer thought, almost out loud.
"No need to get snappy, young master Ariston." A man with black hair muttered grimly, "This is a highly important matter."
"Good point, Camine.." Lahoo nodded, then turned back to young Ariston. "You need to start learning your place in this group. You may be one of the masters - one of the youngest - and a priest as your cover, but that gives you no right to be the arrogant little brat that you are!"
Before Lahoo could continue insulting the young wizard, the one called Camine spoke once again, "May I take this opportunity to say that this conversation is no longer private."
All three wizards turned to the slightly creaked open door, and they saw one of Lucifer's shiny eyes through the crack.
"Whoever is there," Ariston muttered shakily. "Show yourself!"
"Don't rush them, master..." Camine shook his head. "Visitor, do not be afraid. Show your face to us, please."
Finally deciding to come out of his hiding place, Lucifer opened the door and stepped in, earning wide-eyed looks from the formerly solemn Wizards.
"Its the half-breed..." Lahoo and Camine muttered in unison, not believing what they saw.
"So...you were talking about me, then?" Lucifer whispered, looking down at the rotting wood floor. "What's so amazing about me?"
"More than you can possibly imagine...We need you for something important..." Ariston smirked.
"Not only that, but we need to keep you under our protection..." Camine said, glaring at Ariston.
"Who are you guys?" Lucifer asked nervously.
"We are the Coven Syndicate. A small but powerful group of Wizards, Witches, and Mages. We've been searching for you. You may not know it, but you are a very important link to the future of Aeren."
Lucifer's ears twitched excitedly (For feeling wanted in this cruel world for once), but he was still nervous as to why they wanted him so badly, for he received no answers to that question other than 'you'll know in due time.'
Not knowing what to due out of overwhelming nervousness, he ran out of the tavern.
"Nnngh!" Ariston groaned and started for the door. When he noticed Lahoo and Camine were not following him, he slowly turned around, glaring. "Well?! Are we just going to let him get away?! Do you want to let Nikita get him first?!"
Lahoo just shook his head. "Ariston, I don't think you understand. Its not a matter of who gets him first, that depends on what he chooses, and where his allegiances lie. He may come to us, he may go to Nikita. Either way, he decides the future for all of us in Aeren..."
"Not just Aeren, Lahoo..." Camine chimed, "The whole world, love."
Ariston sighed pathetically. "I know where you guys are going with this. Believe me, I do. But don't you think we should try to convince him to change the world for the greater good?"
"We can't control minds, especially not his. He's got the cleverness and cunning of the Vampyres and Elves, and he is the only surviving one. Try as you might to convince the boy, he will go his own way."
~Chapter 2 - Enter the stranger
Sitting behind the tavern, Lucifer sighed hopelessly. He had no idea what exactly he was needed for, the trio of wizards were extremely vague when he had talked to them. He remained silent, holding his head in his hands. Down the street, he heard the thunking of boots. Cautiously, he looked up, seeing a boy --more precisely, a Vampyre -- walking down the street. He was roughly 16 or older, had black and blonde hair, and he was practically covered in leather. He passed by the red-haired boy, looking down at him smugly, never breaking his long, elegant stride. He swiftly turned around and walked into the tavern, and then Lucifer realized why he was there.
'I wonder if he works with those Wizards? If he does...I should probably leave..and fast...' he thought, biting his lip. He quietly stood up and ran down the street, desperately trying -- and failing -- to quiet the sound of his leather boots on the brick street.
"Good to see you made it, AJ." Ariston smiled, bowing his head in a greeting fashion to the young Vampyre.
"Sure."
"So do you know the half-breed of which the whole Syndicate has been speaking of?" the young half-priest eagerly asked.
"Everyone knows who Lucifer is, or more, what he is...how important he is..." AJ rolled his eyes, "But...I have seen him."
"When?!" the three Wizards shouted in unison. "He just ran out, we were wondering where he went!"
"Heh. The kid's behind the tavern. But knowing him, he inherited his mother's shyness and speed and ran off somewhere." AJ looked out the dirty window of the tavern attic, smirking slightly. "And another thing, the schools are letting out in a couple of minutes, so he'll be even harder to identify in a sea of fleeing children."
"I don't even know why they want me so bad, I need to find out.." Lucifer panted, leaning over and holding his thin, tired figure up by resting his hands on his knees. A loud ringing filled the air as the sun began to set.
'six 'o' clock...Let the stampede begin.' sighing deeply, the half-breed shook his head, not ready to run from his peers. Not even a minute later, young teens poured from the rotting redwood doors of the local school, where several children - Vampyres, Elves, Wizards and the like - ran out, smiling, conversing, skipping...
Oh how Lucifer wished he could have that life. He looked up and noticed a boy walking slowly, unexcitedly unlike the other children. His piercing, soulless eyes that seemed to be carved from ice were hidden behind prison bars of jet black hair. He trotted down the street slowly, behind the rest of the crowd, arms behind his back. He was thin, his ears were sharply pointed, like Lucifer's, and the way he walked was rather dainty and feminine. Like an Elf, but more so. He noticed that a crowd of girls ran up to him from the midst of the crowd and crowded around the boy, who was now visibly uncomfortable. The girls chattered incoherently and in a high pitch; to which the raven-haired boys' only reaction was a simple roll of his icy eyes. When the girls realized that they wouldn't get out any sentences, phrases, or even words, they scoffed and quickly stormed back into the mass of children.
The boy sighed, putting his arms behind his head and turned from the crowd, heading in the opposite direction. It was at this moment when he finally noticed the red-headed half-breed watching him. His eyes widened, as if he'd just witnessed three murders in a row. As quickly as Lucifer tried to hide, the boy ran over to him, piercing, ice blue eyes looking straight at his non-matching ones. No...through them, more like.
~Chapter 3 - Chasing Lucifer
Lucifer quickly tried to run - to hide - away from the other boy who ran towards him, icy eyes wide and curious. But he turned around just a bit too late, for the boy had reached him.
"Hey mister! Wait!" Lucifer did not reply to the boy, only tried to run.
"Why were you staring at me?" he continued, hopefully catching the half-breed's attention, "Are you lonely? Do you want to ask me something? Why are you here? In fact…Who are you?!" he overloaded Lucifer with questions he didn't feel like answering. He wasn't even sure if he should tell him who exactly he was. Nevertheless, he turned around.
"My name is Lucifer…" came the quiet reply to the slew of questions, "You were the one who seemed lonely, so I just…stopped and watched I guess…I didn't mean to seem rude, I just.."
"Oh my God, you're Lucifer?! The half-breed?!" The boy's eyes were even wider now. He started jumping up and down excitedly. He did stop, however, when he noticed the red-haired mutt cringe, and turn the other way.
"Sir? Where are you going?! Wait up!"
"Leave me alone. Who are you, anyway?"
"I'm Ki'Rin, sir."
"Okay, Ki'Rin. What do you want?"
"Well, I just...I don't know. I just thought it'd be cool to talk to THE half-br...I mean...talk to you..."
"And why for?"
They went back and forth exchanging answer for question, question for answer. In this manner they went on until they heard a collection of voices.
"Oh damn.." Lucifer gasped, looking around, ears twitching to detect where the noise was coming from.
"What is it, Lucifer?" Ki'Rin asked, tilting his head slightly.
"Some Wizards and another Vampyre are looking for me..."
"Really?" The raven-haired teen raised an eyebrow, "How come?" the voices grew louder, closer, more ambitious and frantic.
"No time to explain now," Lucifer grabbed the other boy's wrist, "Just run!" The boys quickly turned a corner and ran blindly throughout the town. They knew not where they went, especially not Ki'Rin, who was merely dragged along for the ride; but as long as they were unable to be found, Lucifer was just fine with that. As he was watching the other boy, he made a firm decision, no, a promise, in his mind to not let himself trust the wizards until he knew what they were after with him. With long, graceful strides they tore down the now empty brick street.
AJ sniffed at the air, looking around, eyes darting left to right.
"Well? Where did he go?!" A clearly nervous Ariston shifted on his feet.
"Shut up, you little prick." AJ growled, "Don't. Rush. Me." he continued to stalk around slowly, smelling the air, twitching his pointed ears every now and again. Suddenly he jerked up.
"Lucifer. I found him." the Vampyre raised his hand and pointed in the direction they had run, the direction from which his scent was coming. And without warning AJ sped off in the direction of the teens, with the Wizards eagerly trailing behind.
"Master Lucifer, can we please stop?" Ki'Rin started slowing down, breaths shallow and raspy.
"No, they're coming. We need to head them off or have them lose our trail or something. We have to keep running, 'Rin." the red-head stated, only slowing down slightly. 'And where did this 'master' thing come from?!' he questioned to himself.
"Fine, sir..But can we please stop soon? It might rain and I'm sure that they'll lose our trail.." Looking up to the thickly clouded sky, Ki'Rin smiled. They continued to run for what felt like hours. All of a sudden, their much needed blessing fell from the sky. In fact, the rain came down so hard that they had to quickly find shelter in an old, rundown farmhouse. Quickly they lit a fire and sat in silence for what felt like hours. Ki'Rin just stared at Lucifer, who was just stared at the crackling, blazing fire.
"Hey, master Lucifer?" After an eternity of silence, Ki'Rin finally broke it.
"Hm...?"
"How come those guys were chasing after you?" Lucifer sighed at the other boy's question. It was sure to come up eventually, anyway.
So Lucifer explained the Coven Syndicate, the three Wizards: Ariston, Lahoo, and Camine, the Vampyre: AJ, and the conversation that took place in the tavern. Then, he noticed the look on the raven-haired boy's face.
"What? What is it?" the mutt asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You don't know why they want you, do you?" the ice-eyed boy inquired, quieter than before.
~Chapter 4 - A Series of Secrets
"No...I don't, exactly. All I know is that I'm important for something..." Lucifer racked his brain for answers, he needed them, now.
"Of course you're important. You're the missing link to change the world! You never knew that?" Ki'rin stood up, throwing his arms up hysterically.
"I've lived in isolation for years. No one ever really talks to me, do you think I would know that?!" the mutt unconsciously raised his voice at the other boy, who cringed.
"Well, listen. They say that the first child resulting from a pureblood Elf and a pureblood Vampyre has powers beyond his comprehension. A war may start over who can control his powers..."
"Any idea on what exactly these powers are?"
"You will find out in due time. They had also said two main forces will try to control you and your powers. There's the Coven Syndicate, composed of yes, Wizards, and a select few Vampyres. Then, there's Nikita."
"Nikita? Who is she?"
"Nikita is a Mage, at least three hundred years old but doesn't look a day over 19...She has a great power within her, but she tries to collect even more, which is why she thinks the needs you." Ki'Rin rubbed his forehead, surprised he could remember half of this.
"Who's the evil one?"
The boy rubbed his forehead again. "I think, in the view of us town commoners, Nikita is the evil one. The Coven Syndicate protect us. Which is what they're trying to do with you, but they know you have a mind of your own...and that they can't truly control you. Nikita, however, ignores that simple fact." Ki'Rin bowed his head slightly, showing that he was finished speaking.
"Damn. I have a lot planned out for me then, huh?" Lucifer laughed a little, trying to hide his apprehension.
"Hahah, yeah...And you know, that was almost me."
"What do you mean, 'Rin?"
"I mean...I'm a half-breed too. My mother was a Vampyre, my dad was a Faerie."
"Wow, really?" Lucifer smiled a bit. Thankfully he wasn't alone.
"Yup. I feel really bad for you, though. I always have.."
"You have?" Lucifer raised his eyebrow as he stood up to look for food.
"Yeah, I mean...you always looked really lonely. Every day at school I would see you sitting across the road from the building. I'd always try to come see you after school, but you were already gone, and I had no idea where you'd go." Ki'Rin also joined the half-breed in the search for food.
"Well, I can't believe that I've been so cared for all these years!" the red-head laughed slightly, searching through cabinets.
They continued to search for food for about half an hour before they found some hot chocolate, which would have to do for now. They cooked it up and drank in near-silence, occasionally sharing interesting stories of they're lives. Obviously, Lucifer talked more, because of life on the streets. And Ki'Rin would just sit there and listen, staring at the other boy with those piercing eyes, until Lucifer suddenly stopped talking and looked out the window.
"Master Lucifer? What is it?" he asked worriedly.
"They're coming. They somehow found our trail again..." the red-haired mutt bit his lip, they'd catch him for sure this time. It was honestly the Vampyre, AJ, that worried him more than anything. They both thought for a moment, till 'Rin thought of something.
"Lucifer, give me your shirt."
"...What?!"
"Just give me your shirt, it has your scent on it doesn't it? That Vampyre follows your scent, so we throw the shirt out somewhere, and run off in a different direction, obviously before they realize it was all just a plan to lead them away from us." Ki'Rin smiled at how well thought-out his plan was.
" 'Rin. You're brilliant." Lucifer laughed, this was sure to get them off his trail. As the noises started to come closer, Lucifer pulled off his shirt and they both ran outside. For awhile they ran more north of the town, until they reached the edge of a forest. Lucifer hung his shirt on one of the lower branches of a tree that sat by a river.
"Well, Ki'Rin...what do you suppose we do now?" Lucifer looked out toward the farmhouse they had just left, wondering if the Wizards and the Vampyre had arrived to it yet.
"I know a man who lives quite a while west from here, he'll let us stay there as long as we need."
With that said, they sped off to the west, running as fast as they could. Three hours time it took them to arrive, and they met up with the man who gladly let them stay in the guest room of his farm house.
"Geez, I'm tired.." Ki'Rin yawned and stretched, dropping on one of the beds.
"Me too," Lucifer yawned as well, but was trying to search for a shirt. "But at least we got those guys away from us, right? ....Okay come on, I need a shirt now! ....Oh screw this, I'll just look for one tomorrow morning..." he continued to rant while walking over to another bed, and the ranting earned a laughing fit from the boy laying at the other side of the room.
He laughed too, but soon felt sleep overtake him.
End. :3
I'm still working on it, its a lot of fun to write. :D
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