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Dark Innocence (1x1 Guardia and PRSCB)

Mysti


I bowed my head towards him- I knew him well enough to know his struggles sometimes. "I'll take them away for a bit," I say softly, then turn around, saying loudly, "We'll let Erik deal with the light- lets return to the party!" It was easy,since I and the others were already relatively drunk. We stormed out, I managed a wayward wink to Erik before I shut the door.


Calissa


I gripped the branch as a throng of wolves gathered beneath me. "Oh, dear sun, no," I whispered, my milky skin blanching as my aura flickered in terror. I knew they couldn't reach me... But I also didn't know how long I could stay on. "Maybe they'll go away," I comforted myself, sitting leaning against the tree trunk and bringing my knees up to my chest, trying to warm myself. The branch I was on was fairly sturdy, but it was windy, so I sat ready to spring up to the branch above me (though I doubted I would make it).
 
As soon as the door closed, I sprinted to the backroom. "Cal-" I frowned, the room a mess. God, what did Mysti do?! I noticed the window was open and scrambled though it, desperately following her. No! No, she couldn't be out! Not with broken wings, in the dark and in the Dark forest! Alone! I could follow her trail of blood with my eyes but something about her scent was stronger. I sprinted thorough the forest, my Wolf glad to even stretch his legs. 'That faerie would make a nice meal..." he tempted but I would think no such thing. I could scent the Wolves and let out a snarl, knowing they would hear and disperse.
 
Calissa


I heard a snarl and squeaked, knit knowing who or what it was. I heard running, and the wolves ran away, tails between their legs. I whimpered and tried to climb another branch, but slipped. I barely grabbed the branching was on and drew myself to it protectively. "Who's there?" I called out, my blue eyes piercing the dark and glowing slightly,noticing me an ethereal appearance.
 
"Calissa, get down before you hurt yourself," I walked to the base of the tree, holding out a hand. "Fall, Cal, and I'll catch you," the little pet name slipping before I could react. I blushed but was thankful that the dark covered it. I wanted to scream at her that it was stupid for her to risk her life like that for him. "Those Wolves are just the minimum of what could've happened," I sighed.
 
Calissa


"Erik?" I called in relief. My aura brightened, and a small smile slipped through my lips. I gathered my knees up and fell, hoping he would catch me. Like an epic version of Trust?" Sort of. I landed in his arms, and I felt so small compared to him. I was only 5 foot, typical for such a small fairy. I reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck and resting y head on his shoulder in gratitude.
 
I blinked in surprise, looking down at her, as she so easily curled up to me. "See? You look a mess! Calissa, never again will you risk yourself for my own pride!" I growled, chest rumbling against her head. She was so light. Must be a feary thing. I carried her back home, sneaking inside, past the Wolves Mysti obviously set up to make sure I was safe from my 'sickness.'
 
Calissa


"I couldn't let you be beaten down by your pack mates," I replied quietly, once we were inside and he set me on the couch. "It was my fault anyway. I shouldn't have interfered with you. I shouldn't have even come here." I looked down at my scraped feet that were beginning to scab. "It's all my fault, I'm being such a bother. I was just trying to get home, I didn't want to stay and be hurt more or... And my parents are probably worried sick, I'll never be allowed outside again! I should've listened to Teresa- I'm sorry, Erik." I buried by head between my knees, blanking hard to try and stop the tears as the nights events started catching up on me.
 
Guilt filled me to the brim, knowing it was my fault. "Calissa..." I whispered, then cleared my throat. "Calissa," my voice deeper, louder. I stepped over a line and lifted her chin with my finger. "Stay here," I spoke softly, then blushed at my words. "I-I meant until you're better. Mysti won't come by if I say so. But I don't want you to go back hurt. If I have to, I'll confess to kidnapping you. I just want to right what I did wrong," I wanted so badly to close the distance between us, press my lips against hers but I couldn't. No, my Wolf would go crazy with a mix of anger and lust; something that would tear Calissa apart.
 
Calissa


I laughed lightly, a tinkling little sound. "Thanks, Erik," I say earnestly. "Really. You've been so amazing. Don't confess, my parents will go after you guys and I'll be grounded. Not that that'll make a difference, today was my first time going outside in ages. Besides the commute to and from school." I looked at my limp wings, and sighed. "I can't go anywhere anyway, but I feel so bad. I mean, Erik, I hardly know you! You don't know me, my last name, nothing, and suddenly I'm bunking at your house, which happens also to be the house of the person who tore me up." I giggled at the irony of the situation, then steadied myself. "Happen to have a thread and needle? I have to stitch my wings back together if I want them to recover."
 
Lost in her eyes, I realized a bit after she was done talking what she said. "Wha-Of course. The boys always end up hurting themselves," I sighed and left to the kitchen. I felt oddly cold without her. Which was odd because I was a Wolf. A walking generator. I should be more than warm. "Calissa, your name is all I need. And, you can't tell me you know nothing of me. I'm the Alpha of the Darks, Cal. The Darkies around here obey me. You cannot say you haven't heard of their blood thirsty leader, Erik," my voice grew small as I handed her the needle and thread.
 
Calissa


"Only in a couple of Naiad Times articles," I confessed. "I'm pretty much a homebody. I don't really socialize, and even when I do, it's mostly with my sister. But she got a boyfriend recently, and I've been avoiding them." My voice was naturally quiet and soft, but was more so because of the condition I was in. I looked at Erik humorously when he handed me the needle and thread. "What- you expect me to sew myself back up? I can't reach back there." I turned so my back faced him. My skin was exposed, since I had torn up the back of the shirt. It was cut and bruised from the beatings and the twine, and my wings hung limply. But my body was by no means ugly- the soft curve of my back was accentuated by the hollow line running down the back, and the patches of unhurt skin were clear and glowing (literally). "Just sew them like stitches- I'm sure you've don't that before," I instruct him gently.
 
I blinked and took it back. I sat behind her and froze. God, she was beautiful. My hand, without my permission, found its way to her back and pressed against the delicate hollow. My Wolf purred in delight, a mixed emotion towards his 'pet'. Her flesh rose with goose-bumps at my touch and I dropped my hand, cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I-I'm so sorry!" I ducked my head and began to sew the tears in her wings shut, my Wolf pacing. Somehow, he didn't care if she was a faery. There was an undominated female in front of him and he needed to do his job; shove her face down, tear into the supple flesh of her neck so she knew who was Alpha. I shivered in horror, hating myself completely and utterly.
 
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Calissa


I shivered slightly, and my entire aura rouged a light rose, as did my cheeks. I "What was that?" I asked more to myself, wondering at the chills his simple touch led me to. I sat there quietly for a bit until he was done, and then slid off the couch, standing and looking behind my back. "It's perfect," I said, my voice flushed and innocent. My aura glowed brightly, and my wings began to use the stitching as a base to knit themselves together. They started to brighten once again, and they stiffened into the illuminating white, diamond shape they were meant to be. They were far from finished healing, but I clasped my hands together in enthusiasm, knowing now for sure that they would heal completely. "Your the best!" I looked at Erik excitedly, my blue eyes twinkling. My aura brightened too, and the room was bright and warm and happy, and I was too. My skin started to pale from it's blemishes as well, and I examined my arms. "Without the wings, I couldn't heal myself," I explained. "I would've been dead by now if you hadn't saved me." I blushed in embarrassment and joy as I started to recover right in from of him. "It's not usually this fast, but I'm a Healing Light." My hair shimmered and floated around my shoulders, giving the illusion of thicker hair. I wasn't healed or at the beauty I had been just that morning, but I was almost there.
 
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I wasn't the best sows man but I worked extra hard for Calissa. I sowed them like I would if I was a doctor, which I'm glad I wasn't. My Wolf even helped out by sharpening my eyesight. Maybe he was accepting her into his Pack. Of course, there would have to be the consent of his Beta, Mysti but she was on her way. In my book, she was already in my Pack. A Pack of two. I watched her as she healed in front of me, awed by the sight. She looked healthier, which was a relief. I was starting to get worried, planning to take her to her parents and confess my crimes. That would be the end of me. Literally. I had killed so many Darkies and let Light's get tortured by my Pack, or gang as some called it, that it would make even the Devil quake with fear. But no matter. "I'll always be here to save you, Cal," I sighed, then blushed at my own words. So easy would it be to stand up and wrap her in my arms, kiss her like she meant the world to me. "So would yanking her down and tearing into the tiny little scruff of hers!" My Wolf howled with excitement. I remembered when my Wolf dominated Mysti. Poor girl. It was out of the blue when we were walking back home. I was only twelve. My Wolf suddenly lashed out, forcing me to shift. Mysti thought it was a game and leapt for me. I tackled her down, ripped into her shoulder. I think she realized what was going on after she screamed her lungs out and laid, still. My Wolf receded and I couldn't apologize enough. I snapped back and realized my eyes were glowing, my fists were bunched into the couch and my fangs ached to be set free.
 
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I wasn't the best sows man but I worked extra hard for Calissa. I sowed them like I would if I was a doctor, which I'm glad I wasn't. My Wolf even helped out by sharpening my eyesight. Maybe he was accepting her into his Pack. Of course, there would have to be the consent of his Beta, Mysti but she was on her way. In my book, she was already in my Pack. A Pack of two. I watched her as she healed in front of me, awed by the sight. She looked healthier, which was a relief. I was starting to get worried, planning to take her to her parents and confess my crimes. That would be the end of me. Literally. I had killed so many Darkies and let Light's get tortured by my Pack, or gang as some called it, that it would make even the Devil quake with fear. But no matter. "I'll always be here to save you, Cal," I sighed, then blushed at my own words. So easy would it be to stand up and wrap her in my arms, kiss her like she meant the world to me. "So would yanking her down and tearing into the tiny little scruff of hers!" My Wolf howled with excitement. I remembered when my Wolf dominated Mysti. Poor girl. It was out of the blue when we were walking back home. I was only twelve. My Wolf suddenly lashed out, forcing me to shift. Mysti thought it was a game and leapt for me. I tackled her down, ripped into her shoulder. I think she realized what was going on after she screamed her lungs out and laid, still. My Wolf receded and I couldn't apologize enough. I snapped back and realized my eyes were glowing, my fists were bunched into the couch and my fangs ached to be set free.
YOUR KILLING ME! IT'S SEW!!!! #damnautocorrect:angry::tongue::wink: 
Calissa


My aura dimmer considerably and I took a step back, worried. "Erik?" I asked edgily as those amber eyes gored into me. My blue eyes glowed right back at him, and I backed up against the wall. "You there?" It was like he was bipolar or something. One moment he was sweet and likeable, the next, he was terrifying and vicious.
 
(aaaaaand I'm horrible)


"I'm so sorry...Calissa...You have to go. I want to be friends with you," I spoke with regret in my voice. 'You want more, Erik!" My Wolf taunted. "But I'm dangerous. I will hurt you, no matter how much you mean to me. I see it in your eyes; fear of me. Now, I want you to run away. I want you to run home, saying some Darky held you captive! I'm doing this so you'll be safe, Cal. Forgive me," I fought my own emotions and began to shift. I took a step at Calissa, hoping my gruesome and ugly features would send her screaming as they did before. My clawed and darkly furred hand slammed next to her head, teeth bared at her precious face. Sweet, sweet Calissa.
 
Calissa


My eyes shot open, and my hand flew to my mouth. I couldn't go anywhere, for sun's sake, I was cornered against a wall. I flinched, yelping as his hand shot out and embedded itself in the wood behind my head. My mind raced for details, and I told Erik urgently,"Shift, completely, okay? Please? I have to see the wolf if I'm so live the night. Please, Erik!" I knew it was risky, but hey- we can just say I'm making up for lost time of being a homebody.
 
Erik blinked, eyes flickering a bit. "No. No, I can't control him. I won't...hurt you," his voice was garbled and rough. "Run!" I snapped, removing my paw from the wall. The fear of putting her in danger...my Wolf backed down completely, giving me control. But for only the moment. "Cal...please, I don't...I can't..." my Wolf let out a whimper.
 
Calissa


I looked at him for a second before turning and sprinting away. My quickness and lightness gave me the edge as I pulled open the door and ran out, my hair streaming behind me. Then, I heard a growl. *Wolves…. Oh my god, Mysti's wolves!" I remember seeing them when we entered inside,but I had totally forgotten about them. My aura brightened, illuminating the way in front of me as I ran with a burst of speed, folding my wings to give me some more aero dynamics. But I wasn't super speed, and the wolves were certainly faster than me. "What the-?!" I say a fallen tree, and I dropped, ramming into the leaves under it as I skidded through. My shirt caught on one of the branches, and I panicked, pulling on it hard until it ripped, leaving me with just a strip of a chart, barely covering my upper hake and hanging in tatters below my breast line. I looked up and saw the wolves bearing down on me, barking as they clambered over the log. I scrambled to my feet one took off again, gasping for breath, adrenaline keeping me going. But they were catching up, and I looked up- a branch caught my attention. It was high up, but I might be able to make it. I dashed forward, and pushed off hard, giving one large beat of my wings to proper me upwards I barely caught the branch and clambered up, resting for a moment. But I knew if Erik- well, wolf Erik- decided to follow, this branch wasn't going to help me.
 
Erik followed, snapping at those in pursuit. "Stay away! My prey!" his Wolf growled dominantly as he chased after her. He didn't want to hurt her but at the same time...prey...He stayed behind her, egging her to keep moving. 'Fly, Calissa! The rest will not have mercy on you! Keep going!" I begged but my Wolf wanted her to trip so he could fall on her, bite into her. 'Mysti!' his Wolf called and Erik cursed him. 'Fetch!' His Wolf barked an order, hoping the beautiful Vampire was close to hear it. He actually...did he...?...He wanted Mysti to come. Maybe...oh, this would be fun...
 
Mysti


I was on my way home when I heard the wolf. I snapped up and growled softly as I ran lightly through the trees, nearing the sound. I stopped when I spotted the wolf, and look dump to see Calissa. Somehow her wings were healed again, but I paid no heed. "Oh… You again," I drawled, a smirk curving through my face. I stretched, my crop top riding high for a second as I cracked my knuckles. "What do you say? Are we finishing her off, scaring her back?" I asked.


Calissa


"I can't!" I called down at Erik, and stood on the branch nervously. The wind whipped my shirt tight against my skin, and I shivered considerably in the cold. Somehow, the Dark's didn't seem to notice though. My bare, flat stomach and legs were exposed to the elements, & I tried to cover myself in vain. Then, I heard a familiar drawl- Mysti's. My stomach bottomed out- she was a master in physical sports, and I knew she could scale this tree no problem.
 
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"Herd her back home. I don't want anymore Lightblood on the territory for the next week!" I snapped, trying hard not to stare. Her skin was so pretty, so pale. It was like Mysti's but I could see the flush of blood under her skin. It made my Wolf go wild with a need to howl. "Mysti, say you and I grab a drink if this goes successful?" my Wolf was somehow getting smoother and smoother. But I didn't want to be smooth on Mysti...yes he did. No! YES! He shook his head, eyes flickering back and forth at an unnatural rate.
 
Mysti


"Erik?" I asked in concern, leaning foreword and brushing my hand on his shoulder. The tips of my fangs pushed against my glossy, dark plum lips as I sidled up next to him. "You alright?" Then, that b*tch of a girl Calissa just had to call out (albeit quietly), "Erik? Are you-"before trailing off. I glanced up at her in annoyance. She was pulsing with a faint white light, and her tattered shirt hardl protected her, so that she stood with crossed legs, blue lace underwear just covering her [honestly, I couldn't tell and didn't care whether to not she had on a bra]. Her wings were folded, and on hand was balancing her against the tree as she looked at us uncertainly, insecurity and confusion plain in her eyes.


Calissa


"Erik? Are you-" 'stable enough for me to run?' I wanted to finish off, but instead I stopped speaking as I saw him and Mysti having a moment. My blue eyes glowed with mesmerization at Mysti's smoothness, her cattiness, her vixen ways. I looked down at myself- pretty, sure, but not much else. I was stuck- should i go down, should I try to climb up?
 

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