M - the light of the oncoming train

Halo Lykoi · 07-24-2010, 05:41 PM

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Halo could not trust the man turning away from those of his blood, but she could not find the strength to turn and walk away now. He scared her so, but a wicked admiration for the devil could not be denied. He had done gruesome things, but the female blamed herself as well for what had happened in their shared past. Perhaps she could have understood his twisted point of view if she put an effort into it, but she was not yet at that point. Madness could not always be explained. He had once before revealed that her blood meant very little to him and she could not really see why this would change now. Despite it all, the woman remained, holding the young soul firmly against her warm, silky chest.

There was no violence present in the man now. She slowly moved, walked up next to her father. The presence of the knife did not particularly unsettle her, for she had seen worse things done with his claws and fangs. Samael was a bringer of death dressed in blood and flesh. "Itachi," her soft murmur sounded, speaking the name in the Lykoi man's presence a third time. She wondered why he had decided to let go of the child. His face had held such wickedness. Halo did no longer adore Samael as she once had when she was young and foolish, but that did not necessarily mean he meant nothing to her. It was sad that things were as they were, but she could not change anything.

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