Dark Path (GryphonCompanion/writersmelody)
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				Title: <strong>Dark Path (GryphonCompanion/writersmelody)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>writersmelody</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 06:27:41</strong>
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				Nadia stumbled down the steps and onto the streets. Her heels caught in a crack in the sidewalk and she fell forward, catching herself on the street light. She stood there for a moment with her head bent forward. Finally she straightened, pushing her long black hair back over her shoulders before she continued on her way.<br><br>It was cold. Was it supposed to be so cold? She pulled her jacket tighter around her but the chill in the air seemed to seep right through the material. The sound of her footsteps echoing around her in a rapid staccato seemed so loud. Almost painful to her ears. <br><br>The party hadn't been that far from her house, only several blocks. No one else had been in a condition to drive and she couldn't afford a cab. Even without the drugs affecting her system she was a tempting target. Petite and every bit as fragile as she looked.<br><br>At least she'd taken off the make-up before leaving. She didn't want to be mistaken for a streetwalker. A couple guys walking down the street slowed and gave her long slow looks up and down. The grins on their faces suggested they liked what they saw. "Hey baby, looking good. What's the going rate?"<br><br>"I'm not a whore," she said, her accent thick. That should have been the end of that. She looked down and tried to move away but one of them stopped her. Her heart leaped into her throat. At least there was no scream in the back of her mind anymore. Just- nothing. <br><br>"So you're saying you don't want to have some fun?" The alcohol on his breath made her nose wrinkle. He shoved her roughly, making her stumble back into the nearby building. He moved for her and she ducked under his hand, racing down a nearby alley. It wasn't until she was more than halfway down it she realized it was a dead end. And they were advancing on her...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dark Path (GryphonCompanion/writersmelody)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GryphonCompanion</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 06:05:49</strong>
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				Demetri's cool, ice blue gaze watched what was transpiring below him. Yes, this was the one. His only question was whether to make his presence completely known now, or keep his distance after tonight until a better time? And why did London have to be so bloody far away from home? Thankfully there were 'safehouses' throughout the metropolitan area.<br><br>The loud shuffling and assorted sounds broke him from his brief loss in thought. He curses under his breath. The three men were accosting the woman much moreso than he had expected. He had to make his move now to protect her. It was his assignment to protect this girl....barely a woman. But how could he protect her from herself? Despite that, he moved in with great speed.<br><br>He was a blur of black in the darkened alley as one assailant fell broken and limp to the ground after another. When the last fell still from his injuries, unconscious not dead, he stood to his full, rather intimidating height of 6'4". He towered over the girl and looked at her. At first he noticed her black hair, and thought naught of it. Then he looked into her eyes. They were bloodshot, more than likely from the drugs she abused. And finally he noticed how sharp and lovely their colour was.<br><br>A tilt of his head, eyes widening as he realized what he just thought he saw. He looked down at her clothes and saw that she was wearing darker hues of green and blue. He gasped, shocked at this new revelation. He had found his lifemate! Without thinking he spoke to her with his mind, ~Hello my sweetling, my love.~ Was this why Mikhail had sent him to watch over her? Was she telepathic? She had to be....she was only human.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dark Path (GryphonCompanion/writersmelody)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>writersmelody</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 06:27:26</strong>
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				Nadia had started to resign herself to her fate. There wasn't even an internal scream of rage or desperation, just a dull resignation that she was again going to be used for someone else's pleasure at her expense. She was still trying to get away. Maybe this time would be different, but she doubted it. Gloved hands pushed at flesh that may as well have been stone for how much success her efforts had.<br><br>Suddenly one of her attackers was pulled back, causing the others to release her in surprise. Scrambling back, she trembled, clenching gloved fists. The smart thing to do would be to run but she couldn't look away. And she had to know who her rescuer was, let him know that she was okay.<br><br>Only after the men lay on the ground did the blur finally emerge from the shadows.&nbsp; When she saw him, her eyes widened and she gasped, stumbling back. It was the Dream Man. But how could he be standing there in front of her?<br><br>A voice spoke into her mind, filling a space she hadn't even known was there. The shaking had nothing to do with the cold anymore. He was real. He was real... "I know you," she whispered hoarsely, accent almost too thick to be understood. She placed a hand on her suddenly aching head.<br><br>The flood of emotions at the sight of the man who had haunted her dreams in the most lovely ways mixed with the effects of the drugs. Had she really heard him in her head? "Did... did you just speak into my mind?" She wasn't crazy, really, no matter how many doctors had tried to tell her otherwise.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dark Path (GryphonCompanion/writersmelody)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GryphonCompanion</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 06:24:12</strong>
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				Demetri looked at Nadia for a few moments. She knew him? He broke himself out of that revelry and glided closer to her. ~Yes, love. I did speak into your mind. You hearing this means more than you know right now. But it will be explained shortly.~ He offered his hand to her. ~Come, let me take you home and flush you clean of those narcotics.~<br><br>He was curious how she knew him, and could not help but ask while his hand remained extended for her to take. He switched to vocalized words, his own accent nearly matching hers. "How do you know me, dear? This is the first you have seen of me." He had his suspicions, and he could take it from her mind directly, but he wished to hear it from her lips. If she were lying, he would know. His took another step forward, his hand giving her the chance at freedom, love and everlasting life. Of course she may not know that all quite yet.<br><br>A scent then befell his senses. There was a vampire in the area, and it seemed to be coming closer. No doubt it smelled the blood from these poor fools. It was now imperative that he got her out of here safe and unharmed. He would not let anything harm his newly found mate!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dark Path (GryphonCompanion/writersmelody)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>writersmelody</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:47:52</strong>
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				He had spoken into her mind. Well, she wasn't without gifts of her own so she supposed it was possible. But why was he calling her love? Love... It'd been such a long time since that word had been directed at her. She didn't have a chance to muse about it too much.<br><br>Flush her clean of the narcotics?&nbsp; Well, it wouldn't hurt to have him escort her home. Then she'd think of a way to get rid of him so she could collect herself and flee to her happy place again. Who did he think he was, talking about getting her clean? How did he know anyway?<br><br>She stared at the offered hand. It was too good to be true. The man from her dreams had turned up just in time to save her. The men were still laying there so it had been real and not some figment of her imagination? She'd endured far worse than what they'd planned for her so she was certain it wasn't some hallucination in her head. <br><br>That meant- She swallowed. Some part of her wanted to reach out and take that hand. Feel it close around hers, solid and warm and real. Another part shied away from him and her reaction to him. <br><br>He was so handsome and judging by the way he'd leaped into the fray for her sake, brave. They were strangers yet he'd risked himself for her. Of course Nadia had no way of knowing the truth just yet. They weren't strangers but soul mates in the truest sense of the words. <br><br>"I Saw you in dreams," she admitted, expecting that he'd disbelieve her like her first doctors. Nadia had learned not to talk of the dreams or visions but that hadn't spared her. A familiar sense was growing stronger. The two small scars evenly spaced and surprisingly neat on her neck itched. <br><br>It was him. The other figure that had invaded her sleep for years. If nothing else she had to spare her rescuer. So she reached out and accepted the hand, a jolt of electricity running up her arm. "All right," she agreed. "Take me home?"
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