The Howler and The Undead... an Unlikely Love (Moyra & Cynical)
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				Title: <strong>The Howler and The Undead... an Unlikely Love (Moyra &amp; Cynical)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mordred</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 01:35:11</strong>
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				The war... was over. Finally, centuries upon centuries after their blood-feud began, the Vampires defeated the Werewolves! Not without massive casualties. Oh no, the battle took it's toll on both sides. In fact, the victor only won by the smallest thread. Both sides fought dearly. Humans were even called into battle, taking sides as their governments dictated.<br><br>I'm the only one, Chrono realized. Sitting in his newly-appointed throne, he realized with a bittersweet taste, he was now the Supreme Vampire. Not hard, he supposed, considering. I’m the only one. But soon… oh yes, soon… the beginning starts again. This time, with no vile, disgusting, untrustworthy Werewolves! Their time of terror was over.<br><br>As a souvenir, he took the last living Werewolf, and stuffed it into a bag. Hmm, maybe just a little torture… before I finalize the long overdue ending of that era. Walking down wide stone steps, deep into the base of the ancient castle deep in a long forgotten area of Russia, Chrono opened a giant stone door. Inside, a barred cell, holding the last one. The last furred nemesis! And I will be the one to finally extinguish these monstrosities from earth! Wondering if the creature had yet wakened, his hand flipped the light switch.<br><br>“What the-“, he stopped midstream. Laying on the floor of the cage was not at all what he expected. That giant wolf which nearly ripped my arm off… a woman??? And not only a woman but a intoxicatingly beautiful one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Howler and The Undead... an Unlikely Love (Moyra &amp; Cynical)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ezraylia</strong> on <strong>21-12-2008, 18:54:18</strong>
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				Everything was dark, and she couldn't figure out why. <em>What is going on...where am i?</em> Her thoughts swirled in a large black void from which she seemed unable to escape. The last thing Shae remembered was that she'd received a massive blow to the head from behind. Her eyes had closed as she passed out on the way to hitting the ground, face first. <em>Maybe that's why i can't seem to get out of this...whatever this is.</em> She could hear the screams and howls of her brothers and sisters dying beside her, she could see the flashes of light as vampires died in flares of sudden fire and ash. <br><br>It seemed like hours and maybe even days had gone by before the dull throb in her head started to break through the black hole she seemed to be lost in. That was the only thing she felt for a while. The pain. She focused on it, trying to find a way to bring herself out of the darkness. <br><br>After what seemed another eternity, Shae slowly felt her limbs, her whole body aching. Inch by inch, her body started to respond to her wishes, and finally her eyes opened. Blinking a few times, her white eyes took in the surroundings. <em>Lovely, a cage.</em> Angry in an instant, she sat up slowly, her muscles screaming from disuse. She could smell him, she just had to find him. <br><br>Turning toward the scent, her straight white hair hanging in her eyes, she glared up at the vampire standing near. She had no words, only rage, all of which poured out of her eyes. Knowing she wouldn't be able to stand, she positioned herself to sit with her knees in front of her bare chest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Howler and The Undead... an Unlikely Love (Moyra &amp; Cynical)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mordred</strong> on <strong>25-12-2008, 00:01:57</strong>
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				Chrono recovered fast from his initial shock. He had seen this creature in action. Yet it conflicted completely with the image he saw before him. <em>Who are you and what did you do with the monstrous wolf that was in this cage</em>, he nearly jokingly asked. Yet seeing the hatred in those eyes, he knew… yes, you are that beast. Moving to the far wall, he lifted his battle sword from it’s resting place. Still covered in blood, he turned towards the cage. Slowly he let his tongue travel down it’s length, blood pooling inside his lips, dripping to the floor. “Mmm, I always thought humans had the best taste”, he grinned as she shifted, covering her nudity, “but I have to say, your kind have quite a unique flavor.”<br><br>Placing it back against the wall, near his blood-caked armor, Chrono saw himself in the mirror. The last, he thought. Pale blue eyes stared back at him. The last one. It hadn’t truly sank in yet, and he knew when it did, it would be reeling. Moving both hands back through his shoulder-length, straight black hair, he jumped down in a crossed-legged position before the cage. “Do you feel… different?” Smiling in his dark way, “Being the last of your kind, just as I am, I wonder.”<br><br>Knowing nothing of this species apart from knowing they were an abomination, he couldn’t help but admire what he saw before him. Watching her face react, he thought he saw a shift of emotions at what he told her. “I’m not sure what to do with you. I was going to kill you after maybe…hmm… a few years of intense torture.” Scenes flashed through his imagination. “But now, I’m thinking maybe there are far more pleasurable things to be experienced.”<br><br>As these last words left him, Chrono shivered. His kind would be appalled by his thoughts. Pleasure, carnal pleasure with a werewolf? But now, he was after all, the only vampire left. New era, with new rules.<br><br>Standing, he bowed. “My name is Chrono. And… despite what you may think of vampires, I am civilized and will treat my guest appropriately. Would you like something to drink or eat?” As he spoke, his eyes caressed every lovely curve on this lovely creature. Feeling reactions, his tongue licked across his lips and fangs.<br>
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