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Haku Soul · 12-16-2009, 03:04 AM

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    Clawed hands pushed against the screaming door, forcing it to obey inch by inch. It was the same procedure every time he ventured here, but it was the point to make it hard to enter. Once inside the air immediately turned dry and crisp of age. The devilish male could taste the centuries that had passed here. He tasted death, despair and a hint of something that could only be blood. Clawed fingers slithered across the cold stone walls as he started to walk deeper into the sad attempt of a long dead murderer to create a haven. The place was idyllic, for it was dead. Death always left silence vibrating in the shadows. Halifax was nearby, yet not too close for too many curious souls to seek out the abandoned graveyard. This one time Haku left the heavy door open despite the knowledge that the precious, crisp air would filter out into the world of the living. He was not troubled though, because there was more than enough death in the end of the pitch black tunnel.


Every now and then as he walked he would swipe his steel nails against the stone and create sparks until a flame was born on top of panels fed with crisp bark, dung and splinters of bones. When he finally came to the oval room, the demon expressed a sigh at his own, personal sanctum. With a piece of bark the male transferred a light flare over to the strange fireplace in the middle of the room, fed with the same nutrition for the fire as the panels. He inhaled deeply, revelling at the illusion of a body burning, a scent provided by the dry bones. Then, the male turned and watched his trophies. Tails; four of them now, placed carefully on stone shelves carved into stone walls. Colibri’s tail was still soft to touch, and the reek of blood was not that strong anymore. The room smelled of death, for death was who inhabited it.


Haku let a clawed finger gently stroke the remaining bits of a leather collar that had once belonged to a male of Crimson Dreams. He was dead. Most of them were. He turned slowly to face the fire eat greedily. Smoke was whirling about close to the roof, but there was a natural exit for it in the ceiling somewhere, for the room never swallowed the smog. He drew closer to the fire – blue orbs glaring at the glittering amulet wrapped in the intense heat. The blue sapphire sparkled warmly with blue rays dancing among the licking flames, but it was still intact; just as beautiful and shimmering as the day his mother had given it to him when he had been a child. She had set him free, but the prison itself was still intact and refused to be shattered. He suspected the pitch black dagger to be just as indestructible. He had not expected his efforts to bear fruits. After all, both items had been made especially for him.

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Amaranth Catori · 12-16-2009, 10:57 AM

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Ayita smiled at her daughter She was going to be going out soon but she wanted to take both her kids for a walk and so she gathered them together and smiled. The snow wasn't to deep get and she wanted to see what she could get at Halifax. She was hoping to find scarves or something maybe blankets and stuff.

Amaranth smiled as she followed with a smile on her face. This was going to be fun though the walk always seemed so long. She was getting bored and started to stray from her mothers side every now and again. Finally she smiled as she walked off looking around. She had been told never to stray but that was boring and she wanted to have fun. Looking around there was a place that looked really creepy. She shook her head as she poked around.

There was a door open and she wanted to know what was in there. She poked her head in. There was another wolf was really big and brownish colors. "What is this place?" She asked sliding in all the way. She had no fear even though her mother had taught her to be cautious.

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Haku Soul · 12-17-2009, 03:06 AM

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    The sapphire blue promised death as he was disturbed in his most sacred sanctum. Of course misfortune paid a visit the one time where he stayed from showing caution. It was a child carrying the rather indelicate scent of Cour de Miracles. Lips twisted slightly, for that was the only group of mutts that managed to cause a bad taste to spread in his mouth. It was a place filled up with weaklings and outcast that seemed to believe they were worth something. He should pity them really, but pity too was on its way to become alien within him. The dark taint was devouring his insides greedily these days. The chocolate coated man did no longer have it in him to resist the change. In the past he had been conflicted whether or not to fight back, but that option was long dead. Indifference and fire was all that was left.


The child slid right into the room without any sign of respect for the dead souls that rattled silently in the tainted air. Nothing was expected from the child, for she represented everything that the devilish Rosen loathed. Quickly, the man darted over to the child, wondering exactly how close the mother was. If he was discovered then he would have to kill them all. He caught hold of the little animal (for that was what she was to him) and lifted her up after her scruff. Fingers quickly slid around her muzzle and tensed; forcing the child’s mouth shut. He couldn’t have some howling kid awaken the dead. Slowly, the demon turned to face the dancing flames again. He wanted to watch the little soul in his hands burn.


Slowly he stepped closer, until the heat all but set their coats afire. He held the child out closer to the flames; knew she would suffer the heat, yet was not so close that her body would be directly harmed by the greedy flames. ”Can you feel it burn?” the male wondered, voice lacking emotion. Why he bothered with her at all was beyond him, but it would be a shame not to damage her mind before he destroyed her.

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Amaranth Catori · 12-17-2009, 01:11 PM

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amaranth never thought that the stranger would ever harm her. She wasn't scared until he force her jaws shut not saying a thing to her. What the heck was he going to do with her? She wanted to fight and teach him a thing or two but his grip was tight. She wanted to beg him to take her from the fire it was hot so very hot. She kicked her legs squirming as much as she could.

Could she feel it of course what was he stupid. she wanted to get away from it. she forced her self to shake her head as she finally felt a bit of give in his hand. She pulled her head back hard as she gave a few very low whines. "Its hot please move me away from the fire please." she begged looking at him. "I said move me away from it you brute I'll teach you a lesson if you do...don't" she said growling her pathetic puppy growl. 'who do you think you are any how?" she said.

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Haku Soul · 12-18-2009, 09:18 PM

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Supersietable eeeeeee<3 300+

She resisted and wriggled as the fire’s heat reached out for her. The brute’s face was unemotional, for this was what the world was filling up with; trash. Why was it that the weak and ignorant did so well at reproduction? Sky blue eyes watched the pathetic being in his hands and he knew why. They lacked general purpose and were unable to experience something grander than the simple pleasures of sex. He looked at the piece of piece and fur; imagined her little fluttering heart withering in the heart of the fire. She was the new generation of ignorance and shame and her only task in life would eventually be to assist the sad population to spread further.

The future was not as dark as he first had imagined though. Images sometimes flared through his head and soothed his black heart. Cattle would be needed for another future generation as well. He could not yet see clearly, but he knew that the key to the future was somewhere within reach. He slightly eased his grip on her maw, and regretted instantly when the puppy revealed her worthlessness. He did not understand it. What could possibly make her believe that she could ever teach him a lesson? Why did they always have to go through the tough talk when the truth stared them straight in the face?

He let go of her muzzle and let fingers sneak around her throat instead and he pressed against the pulsing vein firmly. Impulses screamed for him to crush her windpipe right there and then. ”Does anyone know you are here?” he asked, voice lethal with ill intent. She was still hovering dangerously close to the fire. He was wondering exactly how close she would have to be for her body to slowly boil to death.

Amaranth Catori · 12-19-2009, 01:46 AM

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Private. So I so think Haku should give her some sort of scar. or something in the end. I really some day want to plot a good plot between the two.

She had a moment of relief as he released her maw and let her be for a moment. though the flames of the fire were so close and the heat was driving her nuts. She wanted to get away so bad. She felt like she was going to cry she should have stayed close to her mother. She didn't know about things like death or such so she didn't know what would happen to her.

Her throat was his next target as she squealed. He was going to hurt her wasn't he she was to scared now to even try to wriggle free. "I....I comes alone..... Mommy is....is.. is far away......" She was so hot. All she wanted to know what this stupid p[lace was and no she regretted ever exploring. She was beginning to hate this man. She had never met him and didn't even know what he had done in the past but she hated him.

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Haku Soul · 12-22-2009, 04:14 PM

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Sure, just let me know where in that case.

He felt quite content watching her misery bloom and spread over her entire body as the heat started to truly get to her. He liked the idea of slowly roasting a wolf alive; to watch it writhe and screech in agony until their insides melted and brought death to them. He had always found the thought of the departing soul fascinating. The demon’s highest desire was to bask in blood and deceased souls. He was also pleased to hear that she was all by herself. Her mommy was far away she said? Then it would be so easy to just break her neck and consume her flesh right her e and now. The dark man’s thoughts circled that appealing thought. His jaws opened slightly and he let a salmon tongue trace the pointed edges of his yellowing teeth slowly. His glare revealed a quiet hunger. ”Perhaps I should just kill and eat you then, if you're all alone and no one knows you are here.” His voice was low, rang with silent laughter as he tormented the small child. He lifted her slightly away from the fire, just to make sure she would not die anytime soon from the intense heat.

Amaranth Catori · 12-22-2009, 11:48 PM

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OOC: So what do you think of her new table. I'm thinking eye? Missing ear? or idk

Amaranth took a deep breath she was sick of being held like she was a roast or something. She was not food or at least she thought not. "Hey no I is not eatable." She said looking at him. She barely had any meat on her bones besides puppies were not food. "I only cames here to see whats this place was." She growled a bit.

She wanted to be put down she was happy to feel less heat now. "I just wanted to look around." She never really ment any harm why was this man so mean anyhow. "Your here cause this place is cool. I cames here cause I thoughts it'd be cool. But youz mean to me." she said looking at him with her purple eyes. She just wanted to be free what the heck could she do? "What can I do?" She asked

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Haku Soul · 12-23-2009, 08:47 AM

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Maybe a good piece of her tail? Haku loves taking the tails of his victims. Yes, pretty table. 300+

Disgust was the only thing he could offer her. Of course she was eatable – he had eaten wolfen flesh before and took sadistic pleasure in embracing cannibalism. Flesh and blood and broken bones. An eyebrow arched slowly as she dared to attempt to play tough again as her little puppy growl reached his chocolate coated ears. They always got it wrong, the poor souls that wanted to play the role as something more. They were all common cattle. They were not special. They were not unique snowflakes like the general population so desperately attempted to believe. Oh no. They were all the same with little variety. There was no worth in fighting when the war was already lost. He was untouchable. Perhaps it was because she was a foolish little child with foolish beliefs.

He stared at the whiny little thing as she talked, talked, talked. He was starting to get bored of her – time for some roasted meal then! He hated her runty eye colour. Purple displayed weakness, for no purple-eyed wolf he had ever met had been worthy of a damn thing. His son was one of them. This eye colour was no longer unique, and it only strengthened Haku’s belief that it was a part of the sickness that caused the population to grow weaker for every bloody generation. So she thought this place was “cool”? He smirked silently and released his throat, carrying her only by the scruff now. He turned and walked over to his beautiful, beaufitul trophies.

”Hmm, cool you say?” He raised the arm that held the child and pushed her face against the ripped off tail of Mahlouk that had once lived and breathed before he had killed him and turned the scene into a bloodbath and massacre. The tail was originally white, but deep crimson now turned brown and black had ruined the beautiful white. It stank of blood and death. ”Do you think death is cool?” He pressed the girl harder against the dead piece of flesh – forcing her to draw in the stench of severed flesh, blood and pain. No, death was not cool. It was horrible and mind numbing. Everyone could kill, but few could kill without guilt. For Haku it was a passion, and the only reason why he could live with it was because he was a true monster. He lived on the blood of the living. He ate their flesh and ripped their bodies apart.

Amaranth Catori · 12-23-2009, 05:53 PM

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OOC: I likes her tail though. though maybe he could take just a piece and rough her up.

Amaranth stopped talking as she looked at the fire and waited for him to say something or do something. She wasn't quite sure what this place was or what she was to do. He wasn't saying much but he changed his grasp so she was being held by the scruff. She sighed as they moved away from the fire. Thank god she wasn't sure how much more heat she could take.

There were tails? What the heck why did he have tails? She was having a hard time figuring this guy out. Death? did she like death? What was death? "What is death?" She piped looking at him. "It smells icky." She said looking at him. "Is that death? or I'm lost I want to know about tis thing you's call death." She said looking at him. maybe it was a new way to push Kable around.

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Haku Soul · 12-28-2009, 05:39 AM

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Her ignorance drove him on, for this was just too pitiful. She wanted to know so he would show her. ”This,” the man said as his teeth crushed down to dig into a small piece of the child’s rich tail. He could hear and feel bones break, ripped and twisted until the flesh gave in and a small piece of her tail was separated from the main part. Instead of spitting it out, he swallowed the piece whole in an attempt to temporarily mute his hunger for her flesh and blood before her tail had spewed out too much crimson blood. The child’s taste was exquisite. ”is death,” the male finished as he tossed her little form into the wall. Little strength was used, for he wanted her to feel the pain. He couldn’t have her body go limb instantly. Cruel face put on a smile framed with crimson from the girl’s flesh. He wanted her to scream. He loved when they did.

Amaranth Catori · 12-28-2009, 10:59 AM

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She was looking at him waiting for him to explain. She wanted to know to learn but she wasn't expecting anything. Her bright purple eyes looked at him and then she nervously turned away as she then cringed and screamed. The scream was blood curdling and the in tense pain she felt was awful. Her tail he had taken part of her beautiful tail.

She felt her small body being tossed aside as she finally came to grips with reality. The wall was so hard as she made contact with it. "Ouch." she groaned when she hit the floor. Looking up he towered over her she was still so young and small what was she going to do? She doubted her mother was close her mother wasn't there when she needed her most. She looked bown at her chocolate paws and began to stand as she forced her self to wag her sore tail just a little. It wasn't bleeding to bad she'd be ok she hoped. "Vous le grand tyran pourquoi ma queue." She spat as she looked at him. She stood there aching but she was more worried about getting out. "Honestly wh...what was... owwww... that for? You are mean you hates me." She growled.

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Haku Soul · 12-30-2009, 05:36 AM

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He cared nothing for the shower of words fleeing out between the girl’s trembling lips. She had asked for death and he was merely being mister nice guy and showing it to her. Death could both be kind and cruel, and Haku would show her cruelty. Hate was nonexistent in his eyes, for she was too insignificant to be anything else but a minor annoyance that he could get rid off whenever he pleased. There was no point in trying to make her understand – she had already revealed her uselessness in so many forms. He slowly walked towards her, smirking at the cruel certainty that there was no escape unless he opened the heavy stone door. Her life thread was resting in his clawed hands and he would twist and bend it mercilessly. A kick was sent in her direction. Pain was not fun. Pain was not nice. The girl had wanted to play this game and she would have to outlast what he was about to deliver to her. There was no other way.

Amaranth Catori · 01-04-2010, 10:31 PM

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OOC: ..... ouch.. whats going to go on with him and her?

Amaranth had come to grips that she was in for quite the long ride. Her little body as already starting to bruise under her pelt and her tail hurt so bad. She looked at him, as she stood there she wished the door she came in was open. She looked at him she must have looked like an ant to him and that thought came all the more real when his foot came at her.

She wanted to duck or hide but there was no place. His foot came in contact with her as she was sent tumbling. All words now escaped her. She laid there on the floor as she coughed. She looked at her paws as she stood saying nothing. She had once been filled with puppy joy and freedom. Now she was lost and beaten. Her bright purple eyes once glistened and were filled with hope. Now they were dull and full of pain her little body hardly able to take the pain. She looked up at him with a glare not even saying a word.

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Haku Soul · 01-05-2010, 04:47 PM

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SSWM 358

His clawed foot hit her chubby little puppy body and her body was thrown against the wall once again by the force granted by his kick. Ears flicked forwards in pursuit of any ignorant puppy words from the little form. Was she finally starting to understand that foolish talking would get her nowhere? Indeed she looked like a small ant to him. He was the child with the giant shoe – refusing to believe that the little creature in front of him could be anything like himself. Haku’s damaged mind was beyond any repair and could never start to understand that other creatures made out of flesh and hot blood could be anything else but cattle for the chosen ones. His blood ran strong and through his body – the blood of the chosen one. Blue eyes steered to the blazing fire once again, adoring the beautiful objects as they were caressed by orange and blue. A blissful sigh escaped him, for nothing was beyond his reach as long as these beautiful entities were hidden away in his dark chamber. Perhaps one day he would succeed at destroying them. That day he would wander across the earth and see blood of the long dead and deceased climb up through cracks and soft soil; fresh and crimson as only blood could be.

It seemed that the girl was forgotten for now as his blue eyes glared hungrily into the fire. War was slowly crawling closer. Haku Soul had hidden his hideous crimes well, but every day passing without Gabriel approaching Dahlian soil was another day spent waiting. How he adored the canine that hated him with such burning passion. Haku understood dark emotions, although those too were fading away from his hollowed body. The dark Lilium wondered if Gabriel would ever realize that the two of them were kin and brothers. They were two of the same kind. He had seen the deadly fire dance in the doggish hybrid’s eyes and known what he was. This was why he pushed on. The Aquila would never find peace as long as Haku Soul’s body continued to live and breathe.

Amaranth Catori · 01-05-2010, 10:07 PM

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OOC: ..... ouch.. whats going to go on with him and her?

Amaranth now sat there not even looking at him. The fight had almost been completely removed from her. She was now begining to see that the world isn't all sunshine and joy. Why hadn't her mother told her about these things. Had her mother not cared about her? What she telling kable and not her? She could feel her body aching and now she looked at her tail. Once one of her striking features was now missing part. Reaching her tail was hard and right now she feared to touch it for the pain it may cause.

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Haku Soul · 01-06-2010, 05:17 AM

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SSWM 319 who knows :o

Slowly the man turned and looked down at the little child. Still there had been no foolish complaints from her. Perhaps she had learned a small lesson today after all. She did not ever bear to look directly up at him – which was a good thing, or else he would have been forced to try to teach her some manners the hard way by clawing out those little eyeballs of hers and he doubted she would want that. His eyes returned to the fire a moment more before he sighed and turned away from the blazing heat. The little idiot should never have come here. He stepped over to her now – bent slightly as claws grabbed for her tail. He did not want a puny little child in this sacred place. Knowing well that the fire would eventually run try and die from lack of fuel he turned the little room behind, walking up the passage as he carried the girl’s body after her damaged tail. He wondered if she would ever understand how lucky she was. One thing was certain though: she would never be able to appreciate the glorious sights she had seen inside that stone door under the earth. It was in her best interest never to come here again, though he would probably have to find a new place to move his lovely trophies and his secret treasure.

With clawed fingers finding the well known crack in the stone door, he pulled with his entire weight behind it, slowly opening the heavy object. Fresh air and light streamed in, and he threw the little shit out first before he followed and then again pulled on the heavy stone to close up the room so that its secrets would not be revealed. Perhaps there was a faint trace of smoke running close by the ground, but no one would ever know where it came from.

Amaranth Catori · 01-07-2010, 08:55 PM

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OOC: ..... ouch.. whats going to go on with him and her?

Amaranth stood up and shook her self off. She had been tossed around beaten and bit. She forced herself to back away from him she wanted to get away while she could. Her body ached and she wanted her mother. Where would she find her mother and brother. She had to figure out where they were. She knew they were heading that way so thats where she'd run to.

She looked up at the dark man with blue eyes. "I....I'm going to leave... I swear I'll not return." She said continuing on her backwards walk. She didn't want to return to the awful place not now at least.

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Haku Soul · 01-11-2010, 06:37 AM

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SSWM 303 aand the end.

She had deserved death, but if he had delivered it to her too soon then her foolish mother would not have learned from her mistakes. They were so foolish, they were. Times had not changed; this was still a world filled up with danger behind every tree and bush and rock. Danger lived on the ground, lived in the ocean and soared across the skies. Talons, claws, teeth. To let such a young soul wander alone in wilderness was a foolish thing to do. Even foxes were able to take puppies at this size and age. He could easily have killed the little girl, but then the mother would not have learned her lesson as well as she would now. To see her child return with a piece of her tail missing and openly beaten up, then perhaps she would learn that this was not a human’s world. Predators were so heavily underestimated these days.

Demonic blue eyes watched the pathetic little ball of fur and he smirked at her. Part of his wanted nothing more than to rip the little girl completely apart, but by the time the hunger for blood was about to overtake him he had already left the quiet graveyard behind and was almost back at the tranquil borders of Dahlia de Mai. He was often enough by his hidden sanctuary and would make certain to check about for scents and eyes from now on. He would know if she ventured close to the stone door again and if she did he would let the mother watch as he tore the child apart limb by limb. The remaining taste of blood would last out the evening, though it was a shame he had not put the piece of fur aside to add another tail to his growing collection.

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