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Fantasy Anything Goes

(My sorry x3 I was about to do that.)


Shinu simply wept as he tried to think of a way to communicate. Using his index finger, he traced a few words in the air above his head, moving slowly so that each letter was clearly understood. 'Nightmare. Tsatsu. Fire. Scared.' Slowly but surely, he began to calm down a little and lifted his head, looking up at her with tear-filled eyes. His brother had been on the verge of taking a soul, and unfortunately it would have effected them both. Every time Tsatsu had destroyed a soul, no matter where he was in the world, Shinu had always felt the victim's agony and their pain. He remembered those days vividly. Drinking himself to sleep for months at a time, laying in fields for weeks from the heavy sorrow; each one had left him in a state of depression that would've put a human in the hospital for the rest of their natural lives. But being the animal he was, Shinu had found the best way to deal with it was to find somewhere quiet and wait for the sorrow to pass.
 
(Meh. I'm impatient...)


Victoria kisses his forehead, pulls him to his feet, and smiles softly. "Everything is going to be okay. I promise." She didn't know what Tsatsu had done, but it had obviously taken its toll on Shinu.
 
"I don't mind at all." Aileada responded with a smile. She then returned her gaze to the river ahead. The cool water glistened in the sunlight as it calmly flowed down the stream. "Ok, see you later." She called back to Hunter. Aileada then wrapped the thread she had been pulling at for some time around her finger, and with one quick tug she snapped it, separating it from the towel. She looked down at the thread calmly before letting it flutter down to the ground, sitting among the blades of grass.
 
Hunter sighed as walked to the hospital and thought to himself ' Another curse to add to the list' he had been cursed so many time to never find love, to never have a home, and so many more.
 
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Shinu simply rested his head on Victoria's shoulder and pointed to the door. He desperately wanted to go back to bed and just rest for awhile.


Meanwhile, Tsatsu walked beside Aileada and gave her a look of innocent curiosity. Something was on her mind, but he dared not pry into her thoughts. "Something troubling you, mon petít? You seem upset." He inquired as he carefully watched her expression for any sign of change.
 
Aileada's gaze flicked over to Tsatsu before returning to the ground. "I don't know. I mean," She sighed. "I like being sarcastic and witty, but I don't mean to upset people. Maybe I'm just being too sensitive, but just the look he gave me." She began pulling at another thread in the towel. "He's my friend, we were childhood friends and within the first few days of him being back in town and us meeting up I've managed to piss him off." Giving another quick tug she dropped the thread.
 
"Pay him no mind, mademoiselle. He's only upset because he got his ass handed to him." Tsatsu commented as he shrugged casually. "I think it's more a matter of him letting his pride get the better of him. He's young, he'll learn as time goes on." Tsatsu gently patted her on the head again as he began to smell water nearby. Good. He was dying of thirst anyway. "Don't be so hard on yourself, mon cherí. Consider it this way. You have a glass of water on your table, yes? If you smile at the glass of water, does it smile back?"
 
Serana heard... Weeping. It was distant. And it smelled of dog. She turned to the girl. "I'm sorry, thank you, I really have to go." She quickly found her way through the rubble and was off in a blur.


Serana arrived at a home. Anger, and grief was the only emotion she could feel. She was outside Victoria's home and kicked the door straight open. Her eyes red from crying and her face engraged. She walked into the house in the her pace quick "Where is she?!" She demanded angrily at the lycan, who was being embraced by the dragoness.
 
Hunter had ended up walking to a place he never thought he see again, it was a feild with a sakura and willow tree in the middle they had twisted in the trunk making the trees look like one with two half's he walked up to the tree and sat down, "why did I lose control like that," he said to himself he didn't like that he the swords could control him, or that he could have hurt someone, or worse, he sighed and started to doze off to sleep.
 
Victoria turns to the girl who had just broken into her house. "Get out of my house," she growls, her voice becoming more animalistic.
 
Shinu turned to look at Serana, suddenly devoid of any emotion. The mental stress was simply too much for him to bear any longer. He lacked the strength to shift, and so he did the only thing he could. Shuffling over to the girl, he delivered a bone shattering punch and knocked her to the floor. Seating himself firmly upon her chest, he began to punch her face repeatedly, although his strikes were weak and soft handed. After the first few hits, his punches turned to weak slaps as he sobbed and wheezed, trying desperately to form words with his broken vochal chords. "Leaaa meh aaone! Oo awaah! Husss oo awaah!" He sputtered, clearly in pain.
 
"So philosophical," Alieada smiled. She returned her gaze from Tsatsu to the river now in front of them. Aileada jumped excitedly. "It's been so long since I've gone swimming." Not caring what Tsatsu thought, she kicked off her shoes, pulled off her shirt, and slipped her shorts off. She glanced back at Tsatsu. "Can you swim?"
 
"No!! You listen to me-"! She was cut off as she was tackled to the floor. After he was done she easily pushed him off with her strength and kicked him repeatedly in the chest. She turned to the dragoness. "Your lycan's attacked me and my sister in the god damn streets last night, then, you all left us paralyzed and lifeless in the building, and now HES taken her and its your fault you emotionless bastards!", she brought her foot foward and kicked a bone shattering kick in his jaw. Tears were now rolling down her face. Her voice upset and inraged.
 
He smirked as he quickly stripped down to nothing but his trousers. "Madame, I happen to love swimming. It's one of my favorite non-violent hobbies." He said with a playful wink. "And I'll have you know I think quite a few things." And with that, he waded into the water, slowly exposing his wounds and letting the river wash the incisions on his back. They'd stopped bleeding, but the muscle was still tender. It would take awhile to scar, but he had plenty of those as it was.
 
Victoria's shoulder blades begin to twitch. As the woman kick Shinu, she snaps. Victoria, now gaining her inhuman strength, pushes the girl out her front door. Her eyes turn dragon-like and wings sprout from her back. "Don't ever come into my home and harm my guests again," she says with a deadly growl.
 
A smirk stretched across her lips as she watched him undress. Her gaze continued to follow him as he entered the water. She followed him in, though she was more drawn to the landscape of incisions and scars on his back. Without a word Aileada gently traced his scars with the tips of her fingers, being careful around the fresh wounds. "How'd you get them?" She knew that he would respond with it being a long story or there were too many to remember how he had got them, but she thought she'd ask anyway. Her fingers still lightly running over the scars on his back.
 
Shinu scrambled to his feet, no longer feeling the pain. All he felt was rage that he could not express with words. He had only attacked because they threatened him and his brother with death. And so he expressed it with action. He heard nothing, and only caught a glimpse of Victoria trying to stop him. With a snarling expression on his face, he reached into his pile of belongings and took hold of the Absolution, checking to make sure he'd kept it loaded. The shell was still inside the chamber. Without pause or hesitation he stormed out onto the porch, jammed the muzzle break against Seranna's skull and fired, filling the neighborhood with a deafening clap of thunder. Then with the speed and steadiness of a man who had killed five people in his life and had little remorse about making the vampire number six, he reloaded the gun with blinding speed and fired a second time, his eyes as blank as his mind. Then he dropped the gun and sank to his knees, laughing at the pretty red color that decorated Victoria's front yard. Although he'd only fired into the air both times, his fractured mind presented the hallucination he wanted to see. But the blood on the grass was merely an illusion of his broken mind.


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Tsatsu smiled softly as he stood still and let Aileada examine him. "Touch one, and I'll tell you. I remember every single one, and every detail." He said as he closed his eyes and let mother nature do her work. Despite the fact that darkness was his birth element, water had always been kind to him, in all its forms. There were other factors as well, but he banished the thought as quickly as it formed.
 
She smiled and placed her finger along a large scar that ran down his right scapula headed towards his spine, but being cut short. "How 'bout this one?" Scars were Aileada's favorite; there was just something beautiful in the unique, raised bumps of skin that intrigued her. Each had their own story. They were memories sewn into the skin.
 
Zilla watched to girl leave and decide to fly over head in interest after releasing the will o' wisp. She hate to say it though not really she loved to watch an issue unfold it was thrilling.
 
Tsatsu smirked as she touched the patch of skin. "That was from a very special knife, called a karambit. An assassin tried to cut me down, but I walked away with that as a reminder to never sit with your back exposed, especially to a door in a public place" he explained. He'd torn the assassin's head off and left it for all of Israel to tell the tale, but he wasn't going to include that part. No sense in scaring the poor girl. She'd probably seen enough violence for one day.
 
Victoria begins to walk away from her house, ignoring the blood splattered on the ground. She had to get away. She wasn't going to change in town again. She wasn't.
 
She landed on her feet as she was pushed out the door. "You all attacked me first. And I'm gonna start killing people until you tell me why the fuck you attacked me. And then I'm gonna go after your whiny little boyfriend, then your home, then your friends. " her voice deadly cold. Then Serana dissapeared completly, not even senses could detect her. She sped off in search of the other lycan. Perhaps he could talk without attacking her.
 

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