Raven's
Induction
This is an actual role play between two characters. Therefore it has not been edited from the original text as posted during the role play itself. So please excuse any typos and mis-spellings you may encounter.
VictorBlackRose: ::Victor was wandering
through the Mist Wood Forect on his nightly prowl. The forest's
namesake, the mist, was rising all around the trees maiking it
difficult to see in the dark. The Blood Moon was shining
through dark clouds overhead, It's crimson beams piercing through
the canapy at certain intervals, causing the forest to seem as if
it were unfire. Victor was weraing his usual hunting garb, the
Kilt-Like toga that concealed his body from his hips on down to
his shins. His Bradon Katana was sheathed securely off his left
hip. A Bauldric was stretched tightly across his chest and
up over his right shoulder, where a pualdron was protecting his
shoulder, and secured by the bauldric on his back was his
Enchanted Long Sword, Soul Shredder. His sensitive elven
ears twitched as twigs and leaves crunched and crackled under his
thick, black leather boots, pushed on by his long legs into a
steady, graceful stroll. His nostrils flared at the scent
of the forest, the soil, and...something else. This something
else he could determine was heading his way, and it wasnt any
beast he had ever scented before. He crouched to the ground,
allowing one palm to rest upon the soft, moist earth, while his
other hand gripped the hilt of his katana as he lay in wait::
RavenBlackRose: *Raven found her self lost
in a forest, it was a strange night. She looked back on the
events of the day and how she ended up here. Fleeing from yet
another over zealous admirer she slipped into the woods. Now she
wished she had faced him for he seemed less of a challenge the
the one she had wandered into. The mist was rising and the red
moon cast an erie glow on the trees around her. Her dagger in her
hand, yet hidden in the folds of her skirts, she trudged on, not
really going anywhere.*
VictorBlackRose: ::As the creature came
into view, Victor let out a low rumbling roar, no doubt giving
away his position...but that was the plan. Victor liked to play
possum alot. As such he let his eyes wash over this intimidating
creature. Horns sprouted from this 8 foot tall...thing's stark
white hair and curved back and down towards the back of the
mutant's cranium. It's face was angular and resembled that of a
man mixed with a ram. The chest and arms were that of a man,
albeit a huge man. And the creature's legs were that of a
monstrous-sized goat, with cloven hooves. The beast had pure
white, pupiless eyes, a stark white beard. and was dressed in
some foreign armor, who's origins were unknown to Victor. The
would-be prey stomped ever closer to victor until he was a mere
few feet from Victor's position. And now was a better time than
ever according to Victor for him to launch his attack. Springing
from his crouched position, Victor let the scream of his blade
sing through the air as the metal against metal song ripped
through the forest tranquility. Just as Victor attempted to
strike at the beast's abdomen, the beast parried the attack
effortlessly with one of it's own blades and drove the hilt into
Victor's nose, shattering the cartlidge into pieces and a spray
of blood::
RavenBlackRose: *Raven heard a roar of
some sort, she immediately croched down, her senses on allert,
she waited and listened, not moving a muscle.*
VictorBlackRose: :: Surprised at the
creature'sswiftness, Victor rolled from his newly found position
face first inthe dirt, just barely avoiding a crushing blow from
a hoof as itimpacted into the soil. Victor let out a loud snarl
and was back on hisfeet, licing his katana at the beast like a
maniac, and managing tosever one hand clean off at the wrist,
causing the monster to have onlyone remaining weapon..or so
Victor wrongly assumed. A sharp headbuttfrom the creature
was well aimed into Victor's chest causing him to flyback a few
feet and slam into a large oak tree, the bark falling to
theground along with Victor's body::
RavenBlackRose:*Raven heard the sounds of
a scuffle in the distance, she found asuitable hiding place and
waited for the sounds to go away, the lastthing she needed this
night was to walk into the mist of a battle ofsome kind.*
VictorBlackRose: :: Pickinghimself up off
the ground once again, Victor was ever persistant inpursuing this
formidable opponenet, Time after time Victor would movein slicing
at the beast and parrying it's well placed chops which
sentvibrations down Victor's balde and his arm. Finally, the
blade waswrested from Victor's grip with a powerful slicing
motion from theLarge beast, but in effect the creature also lost
his wepaon in theprocess and now they were both without blade.
Victor, stripping himselfof his baldric and taking a defensive
crouching position, let out amenacing snarl as Claws ripped
through the tips of his fingers like 10razor sharp daggers. The
Ram-Beast merely laughed and with a back handmotion to Victor's
face, sent victor into the dirt once more.::
RavenBlackRose:*Raven was starting to
worry, the sounds she was hearing did not soundgood, she did her
best to blend in to the forest, hoping the soundsremained in the
distance.*
VictorBlackRose:::Victor, beyond enraged
now, climbed to his hands and knees as theBeast stalked into the
woods to retrieve it's sword. During this time,Victor began to
undergo a transformation of sorts, not quite sure whatwas
happening at first he let out a menacing snarl of pain. His
bonesbegan to shift and reconfigure with audible snaps and cracks
asVictor's body collapsed in pain. Writhing on the earthen floor
inimmense distress, Victor snarled and growled fiercly while
clawing atthe ground. His Jaw was even forced into a new
dimension as rows uponrows of carnivorous teeth pushed themselved
into place tearing his gumsapart and allowing the blood to flow.
At the taste of his own blood,Victor realized what was happening,
it was the Lycan portion of hisstrain finally kicking into effect
due to his rage. Just as the thoughtoccured to him, Victor lifted
himself up to his knees and watched inamazement as crimson and
black hur sprouted from his once porcleinwhite skin. His
muscles began to knit over and grow in size untilfinally he was
in his wolf Lycan form and a loud howl was emitted fromhis
bloody, drooling maws. His eyes opened and they were the same
Pitchblack pools of darkness, flashing with the crimson lightning
that washis rage::
RavenBlackRose: *Raven had heardenough,
she looked around and spotted a suitable tree, which shequickly
climbed. Positioned as she was she was able to see the sourceof
the noises she had been hearing, she closed her eyes, old
memoriesflooding her making her sick to her stomach. She remained
there, hereyes tightly shut, her hands over her ears. clinging to
a tree branchas high off the ground as she could get.*
VictorBlackRose:::Climbing unsteadily to
his feet for a moment, he gripped a tree trunkfor support with
his head down and his eyes blinking. His vision was somuch
clearer, but at the same time, color meant nothing to him
anylonger. His ears twitched with sounds from the under brush and
hisnostrils flared with the blood flowing from the creature he
had beenfacing. He turned to tend to his unfinished buisness now,
running in afull sprint and leaping into the air he let his hind
paws dig into atree trunk and use the force of his legs and
momentum of his weight topropel him through the air towards his
fumbling victim. Just as thecreature turned to face Victor,
Victor brought down his massive arm,raking his newly equipped
claws across the beast's face, tearing fleshfrom the monster's
bones and shredding one of it's eyes in a gush ofthick, pinkish
white gunk that was eye matter. As soon as Victor's feetplanted
on the ground he lifted his other arm and raked his claws upthe
man's abdomen , chest and throat in one swipe. The beast fell
tothe ground choking and tryingt o hold his slippery bowls within
it'sstomache as gurgled and flailed painfully. With a howl
of Victory,Victor turned away from the beast and dropped to his
knees with hishead hung low, willing himself mentally and
physically to return to hisVampric form. And eventually, as the
fur slid back beneath his skin,the bones snapped and shifted back
into their natural state, and hisbody shrunk back to his normal
size, Victor lay on the ground shiveringand naked. His body
slowly but surely returning to his natural form:
RavenBlackRose:*Hearing the howl, Raven
clung to her post, grinding her hands into herears to drown out
the dreadful sound. She knew the battle was over yetshe was
unable to move.*
VictorBlackRose:::After a few brief
moments Victor jumped to his feet, feeling a bitexhausted but
quickly regaining composure. He went to where his togahad come
unraveled and readorned it, picking up his bauldric andreplacing
it upon his chest. Then he retrieved his katana, whiped itclean
on some large moist leaves and sheathed it at his hip
again. Strange, he had figured it wouldnt hurt as much as
all that. Hedistinctly remembered Maliara saying something about
it being a numbingeffect...but then again, Victor was much
older...perhaps his senseswere just more attuned to pain in his
old age. He shrugged it off andbegan his trek through the woods,
his feet bare and covered in mud andtop soil. He growled at the
thought of having to go into town after newboots now. His eyes
were trained to his surroundings as he walked. Ashe neared an
outcropping of trees, his nostrils flared to the scent
ofblood...human blood. His mood was soon improved as he slowly
crept to the tree where this scent had wafted down to him from
RavenBlackRose:*Raven looked at the man
towering over her. A slowsmile touched herlips. Surrender she
smiled, preparing herself for theworst, Isurrender to no man sir,
she almost spat her words at him, hatredflashed in her eyes.
Too many times had she been at the mercy ofmenstronger then her.
She stood her ground. waiting for what she didnotknow.*
VictorBlackRose: ::He noddedandfinally a
smirk twitched at his lips as he spread his hands outtoeither
side of him and tilted his head to her in a bow::
"Ah,butchild, i had hoped you wouldnt surrender... it makes
ismuchmore....delicious, when mortals struggle" ::With that
hegrinnedallowing her to take notice of his Vampiric fangs
moments beforehelunged forward with one hand going towards the
wrist of her righthandand the other hand going towards her throat
not with intentionsofmurder, but with intentions of restraining
her against a tree::
RavenBlackRose:*Ravenseeing the fangs,
knew she was outmatched, but she would not godownwith out a
fight. She turned so that he was unable to grab herwrist,but he
did manage to grab her by her long slender neck. She methis
eyeswith defiance, and her right hand struck out with the
onlything ofvalue she had ever owned, her fathers silver dager
cut intothe flesh ofhis arm, a smile upon her lips as she met his
eyesdefiantely.*
VictorBlackRose:::He snarled asthe silver
blade dug into his flesh, his hand that hadclutched herthroat
gave a shove harshly against the tree that stoodbehind her,
hishand going to the wound at his arm, his eyes followinghis
hand, thenlifting up to her surprised for a brief moment
thenenraged, his eyesflashing with the crimson lightning. He let
out a lowgrowl and walkedtowards her with and reared back his arm
then releasingit towards herface in an attempt to back hand slap
her to the groundwith onepowerful swing:: "I hadnt wanted to
kill you...entirely...but imaychange my mind yet you insolent
child"
RavenBlackRose:*Ravenwas stunned as she
was shoved against the tree. She saw theanger flashin his eyes,
and she heard it in his voice. She braced herself for whatshe
knew was coming. When she saw him raise his hand tostrike her
sheinstintively brough her hand up and shielded her face,this was
not thefirst time she had been struck and the movement hadbecome
secondnature. She waited for the blow she knew was to come.*
VictorBlackRose:::Hereleased the swing but
rather than her face, he swung his hand tothehilt of her silver
dagger in an attept to knock it from her grip,Thenhe stepped
forward and placed a hand on her hip to press herbackagainst the
solid tree trunk as his eyes drifted over her lustfulyandthen
settled on her neck:: "Again...you have one last
choice. Youcaneither join me as a new addiction to my
coven..and my family...asisterof the dark you would be. Or
you can refuse this gift...and iwillsimply drain you dry and
leave your corpse to rot where it falls."::heleaned forward
letting his lips brush against her neckbeforewhispering huskily
into her ear. His blood lust beginning to takeit'stoll::
"Make your decision quickly now child"
RavenBlackRose:*Ravenwas surprised that he
did not take her head off but only unarmedherinstead. She had
never felt so helpless, she hated that feelingmorethen anything
in the world. She stared into the eyes of this manas shepondered
what he said. The feel of his lips against her necksent
chillsthrough her still shaking body, his breath warm against
herear as hewhispered to her. She did the only thing she could
do, herlast plea forsalvation, she slipped her arms around his
neck andleaned her body intohis. I am not a child; she whispered
melting intohim.*
VictorBlackRose:::He wrapped an armaround
her waist to hold her up as he opened hismouth and sunk hisfangs
into her neck, piercing her flesh right whereher main arterywas,
allowing the blood to fill his mouth, he closed hiseyes and
drankheavily from her coffers, his free hand moved to craddlethe
back ofher neck. Because of his sylivia's numbing effect,
thisprocess wasntas painful as it was just scary to most
mortals..although,some hadfound it arrousingly erotic as well. He
continued to feed offherquickly, filling himself with her legacy
and refilling whatendurancehe had lost earlier during the battle.
He had taken hersurrender as asign of her compliance and
willingness to be brought intohis brood andVictor was indeed a
man of his word. She would infact diethisevening...but she would
be brought back as a vampire/lycan hybridjustas quickly::
RavenBlackRose: *Ravenfelt hisarm around
her waist, then she felt the fangs sink into herlongslender neck,
her life blood flowing from her body, she though backtoher
childhood, before the lycans had masacared her family
asshewatched helplessly. She though back to all that she had done
tosurvivesince that time. The last 24 years passed before her as
the lifebloodslowly left her body, she leaned into him, allowing
him to supportheras she floated, as she drifted into darkness.*
VictorBlackRose:::Feelingall her blood,
nearly every drop being drained from her bodyhe pulledaway and
bit his tongue with his fangs, allowing his ownblood andsyliva to
mix, then darting his tongue against her wounds,they wouldstitch
together immediately as if they had never been made.Then
tiltingher head back, Victor opened his mouth wide and
chompeddown on his ownwrist, ripping out a pretty good chunk of
meat andveins from his bodyand spitting it to teh ground. Forcing
her lipsapart he pressed hisgorey wound to her mouth and held her
head back towhere the thick,warm, ancient blood would slide down
her throatunhindered....as theblood ran down her esophogus and
into her belly,her body would adapt tothe foreign entity and a
desire for this mealwould grow in the mortal'sbelly. This victor
knew..and he only waitedfor nature to take it'scourse::
RavenBlackRose:*Raven felt atpeace for the
first time in her life, the darkness thatenveloped herwas
inviting, reasuring, welcome. But something washappening,
somethingto disturb this peace she had finally found.Something
strange wasstiring inside her, making her feel sick, shefelt the
blood run downher throat, she felt it chur in her insides,stiring
something she didnot understand, her eyes fluttered open,
shelooked up into the eyes ofthe man who had given her this peace
and wasnow taking it from her.Anoyance flashed in her eyes.*
VictorBlackRose:::Hechuckled some at the
look in her eyes and nodded withunderstanding andspoke to her
softly.:: "Now is not your timedearest....you still haveyet
to live...much to experience.And muchwork to be done." ::He
leanedin and gently placed a kiss on herforehead as he allowed
her to drinkjust a bit more, then removed hiswrist from her mouth
and allowed it toheal on it's own:: "Welcome, tothe family
sister. You are now aBlackRose...and as such, you willcarry
yourself with the appropriatedignity...and pride. Stand up"
::ashe said this he left his arm aroundher waist only long enough
for herto regain strength in her kneesbefore he released her and
wentrummaging around in the leaves besideher::
RavenBlackRose:*Raven felt strange,she
looke at the man who stood before her. Sheprocessed his words,
hecalled her sister, he offered her a family. Hegave her a name.
Once shecould stand she stood proud and looked at himas he
rummaged around inthe leaves. Wondering what he was searchingfor.
Wondering at everythingaround her, she felt alive, really alive,a
slow smile touched her lipsas she watched the man before her.
VictorBlackRose:::Retrievingwhat he was
searching for, Victor turned back to her andpresented thesilver
dagger she had cut him with earlier. And if shecared to
notice,the wound on his wrist that he had made himself wasnearly
fully healedalready, but the wound made by the silver knife
wasstill bleeding, as amortal's wound would have been.::
"You droppedthis i blieve?" ::Withthat he slid an arm
down her back and at thesmall of it, to guide herinto a walk
beside him and towards the treeline:: "Come, you must
meetyour brothers and sisters. They will bejoyed to meet
you RavenBlackRose....I am glad to have you in ourhome."
::As they neared thetree line, the silhouete of the
BlackRoseManor was clearly visible toanyone who bothered to
look::
RavenBlackRose:*Ravemstared at him as he
handed her her fathers dagger. She took itan lookedat the damage
she had caused him. She reached out and touchedhis cheekas a
single tear slid down her face. Thank you she whispered.She
raisedher skirt and replaced the dagger in it's sheath hidden
ather thigh,showin her long shapely legs. When she was done she
lookedat him andsmiled. Raven allowed him to lead her home. Home
that was a word she had forgotten.*