Chattering Monkeys

Orpheus · Joined: 20 Apr 2007 Posts: 250

Wow, that's a little creepy Caitlin XD I don't think he'd be a very good pet slave. But I want a new husband in the story. Tidus is a douche. Andy ruined him for me ;.;

Dark · Joined: 19 Apr 2007 Posts: 261

Dante Valentine, bass

Artemis Adams, drums

Vicious Cehimiar, electic guitar

Mae Li, piano for now, but usually vocalist

However, today...

"She's going out to forget they were together. All that time he was taking her for granted...She wants to see if there’s more then he gave she’s looking for. He calls her up, he's trippin' on the phone now, he doesn't want her out there and alone now, he knows she's moving it and knows she's using it, now he's loosing it: She don't care!"

"Everybody! Put up your hands, say
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!" Feel the beat now!
If you've got nothing left say: "I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!" Back it up now, you've got a reason to live say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!" Feeling good now,
don't be afraid to get down say: "I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!" sang Vincent.

Dante was a college student at Alfidae University and managed the band more nowadays than performed but had a couple weeks off while the school was doing maintenance.

Dante…meh, he shouldn’t get distracted. He’d go over that later…

“He was always giving her attention, working hard to buy the things she mentioned.
He was dedicated but most sucker's hate it. That girl was fine but she didn't appreciate him. She calls him up, she's tripping on the phone now. He had to get out and he ain't coming home now. He's trying to forget her and that’s how we come with him, when he first met her, when they first got together!”

"Everybody! Put up your hands, say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!" Feel the beat now!
If you've got nothing left say: "I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!" Back it up now, you've got a reason to live say: "I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!" Feeling good now, don't be afraid to get down say: "I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!"

“To the beat…to the beat…to the beat…you got nothing lose, so don’t be afraid to get down…”

“We break up, it’s something that we do now. Everyone’s got to do it some time. It’s okay, let it go, get out there and find someone. It’s too late to be trippin’ on the phone here, get off the wall, you know everything is good here. Stop what you’re doing, you don’t wanna ruin the chance that you got-find a new one!”

"Everybody! Put up your hands, say: "I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!" Feel the beat now! If you've got nothing left say: "I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!" Back it up now, you've got a reason to live, say: "I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!" Feeling good now, don't be afraid to get down, say: "I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!"

No, he really, really didn’t want to…

“Love! Love! Now you know what to do, so come on, feel good!”

“This is awfully…peppy for us, isn’ it?” questioned Artemis, chuckling a little.

“Yea, but it’s all good” Dante replied.

Was it peppy…? Why did it depress him so much? He glanced at his phone and frowned…uh oh, it was getting late…but why did it matter?

…He grimaced and started to dart off.

“Where are you going?” called Vicious.

“Uh, remembered I had something to do back at home. We can practice tomorrow, cool?”

He hated his mother…

He’d never seen his parents happy together a day in his life…

…Was that why he didn’t want to be in love?

Dark · Joined: 19 Apr 2007 Posts: 261

Part 14

(Also, I forgot to add this pic in the last update...it's cute.

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"Huh...it's kind of weird out, isn't it?"

Matt Adams looked to his sister from the hammock, frowning, saying in his faint British accent, "Aura feels a bit off, yea."

"What are you two on about?" grumbled Karin Adams, "You're just crazy. The 'aura' or whateva' is no different than usual."

Matt grunted in response as Artemis smirked, "Ignore her, love, she's just jealous she's not as skilled as we are."

"Indeed."

Karin sniffed and Matt sighed, " 'Ow'd your concert go?"

"Jus' practice today" Artemis murmured, "I'll miss it, ya' know, tha' band."

"Enjoy it while you can" Matt responded simply, "And stop thinking that it's going to end soon."

"You're right..." she murmured, sitting on the swing.

It was a year before they all parted for college...

Just why did it seem, pardon her language, that some shit was about to go down?

Vincent regretted much...like, he regretted being born or regretted not running away...simple things, really.

But...he didn't WANT to regret what happened, he just couldn't help it...

It was a year ago, maybe two, when Dante, depressed and despondent, came over and they drank everything they could fine...well, mostly Dante, he took a shot or two but overall wasn't all THAT wasted.

Mae had rejected him. No, they'd BEEN together, but he told her something that made her reject him...

They both had animal blood despite their entirely human appearance...Dante had wings of a falcon though and Vincent had the amber eyes of a cat...regardless of what little animal blood they had, the way they did things was entirely different...

Dante had told Mae that she was his mate...

Mate typically meant...forever. Mate meant you marked someone as, pretty much, your possession with a marking. If you were higher up, the marking might even turn into a magical symbol. Mates meant that you'd live nearly forever. You weren't immortal but death wouldn't really take you by surprise or anything. The trade off for that, however, was that in the chance that one of the mates died, the other would follow, no questions asked...while it wasn't an immediate thing, it would happen...

"I guess I should be happy I didn't mark her..." Dante mumbled, sitting on the floor of Vincent's room.

Vincent glanced to his drunken friend and sighed, "Yea...but it's okay, right? I don't see why you'd want to be involved with anyone forever anyway."

"...I dunno...I...don't want to mess around forever either" he said, bleary eyed, "That'd get lonely too, y'know, after a while?"

This made Vincent ponder...maybe. He hadn't really agreed...but maybe Dante was right. Maybe it would become a little sad after a while, going from person to person but otherwise alone.

Dante suddenly groaned, sitting on the couch he'd gotten from the concert hall, which was torn to hell. His mother had hated it which just made it even better...

Dante looked flushed as he chugged something else down. Vincent should have told him to hold back but...

Well, honestly, Dante was a lot more easy to...persuade drunk.

He'd hit on him endlessly, hoping he'd get him to try at least ONCE...Dante always used to say it was because Vincent was like his best friend...course, Mae was his best friend too and he ended up sleeping with her. It had ticked Vincent off and he had brought it up so it probably just came down to him being a guy...

Looking back now, Vincent realized that in a sense it seemed like he was taking advantage of the situation...but that wasn't true. He would never take advantage of anyone, let alone one of his best friends...

Crawling over, he rested his chin on the sofa next to Dante and stared at him.

"You awake?" he questioned.

"Course" Dante slurred, "If I wasn't...I...couldn't drink...more."

Vincnet wasn't sure if that made sense but it didn't really matter anyway. He sat on the sofa and watched as Dante drank something else.

"Dude, if you hurl, I'm not cleaning it up" grumbled Vincent.

"I won't" mumbled Dante, lying back again.

Vincent sighed, resting his chin on Dante's knee, watching him coyly, "I can make you forget about Mae, y'know?"

"Can...you?" Dante remarked absently.

"Sure" Vincent grinned lazily.

Nudging his knees apart, Vincent slid between...Dante stared at him languidly and mumbled.

"What...are you doing...?"

"Making you feel better!"

He quickly kissed Dante, knowing that he'd start to push away if given too much time...

He thought when Dante started to kiss back that it was a good sign...

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He thought it was a good sign when Dante let him take his shirt off...

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Vincent let Dante do whatever he wanted with him...Vincent always was the dominant one and yet this once he let Dante...

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It felt strange, no doubt about it...but...

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Perhaps...Dante would see it was okay?

Or...perhaps not.

Dante fell asleep there, in bed, and Vincent felt that there was no way he could be denied after that.

And boy, was he wrong.

He awoke to Dante's harsh movement. Opening his eyes, he found him rushing around, frantically searching for his clothes...Vincent grimaced and scratched his head.

"Dante...?"

He turned and stared at him and Vincent was pretty sure he'd never forget the look on his face...he looked, of course, horrified...and sad and...just...it was kind of upsetting...

"Hey, it's okay" Vincent insisted.

"No it's not!" yelled Dante, quickly pulling on his pants, "I slept with my best friend!"

"So?" snapped Vincent, "You slept with Mae!"

"And look where the fuck THAT got me!"

Vincent stared at him, startled, as he barely had his shirt on and was trying to make his way out. Vincent quickly stood, grabbing his arm.

"DANTE, it-it's NOT a big deal...it wasn't, really...come on...just relax" he whispered, insisting.

Dante was silent before he mumbled, "I'm...sorry, Vincent...I...I just can't think of you...like that...I'm sorry."

He tugged away and rushed off, leaving Vincent just to stand there...

It had pissed him off so much. He had let Dante do things he'd never let anyone do and this was the thanks he got? Bastard!

Of course...he couldn't stay angry forever....he wanted to tell Dante that he was making a mistake, that he could make him happy if he had the chance...

Course, by that point, Dante had run off somewhere...his parents had no idea where he was...no one did. Hell if it was his fault though...

Right?

Mae blamed herself, wishing that she'd been more understanding...Vincent wanted to add his guilt...

But for some reason, he hadn't been able to bring himself to say anything...he questioned what he'd thought. Why did he think that if he pushed himself on Dante when he was drunk and depressed that that would give good results? Why didn't he just pursue him like he did with others? Of course he'd flirted and stuff, but he never pursued him...

Of course Dante came back though. He'd gotten addicted to drugs and stuff along the way but he came back...he'd bounced back. He'd found someone else...they were all friends again...

Except...

Except sometimes when they were talking, he could tell Dante was trying hard not to remember what happened...and sometimes he couldn't face him.

And the sad thing was, sometimes Vincent was the exact same way.

Staring out the window, Vincent sighed, wishing he'd made better choices in his life sometimes. He hadn't believed in consequences...

And yet, they'd shown themself to him and he was always left wishing he'd known before...

"SMILE!"

Donna Kauffmann snapped a picture as Jon and Lysa posed. They always were at clubs, it seemed...but they'd ran here after Tidus and him had nearly gotten into another fight.

They spent the night trying to cheer him up, suggesting making it a huge shindig by inviting all the sages...but that hadn't really worked out.

"Tate, Sree, we so have to get you guys new club clothes" Lysa replied.

"Well...we don't really club all that often" laughed Tate, "We ARE royalty, after all."

"Regardless!"

Tate took another picture with the four of them. Donna said she'd send it to the others to make them see they were dumb for not being able to make it...though Jon knew they were probably just fine with their husbands.

They sat down and ate and Lysa sighed, "Jon...I seriously think you should consider leaving Tidus. I mean, your kids are almost adults and all, you don't have to continue doing this."

It was true, he knew, and he'd long gave up hoping his Tidus would come back...but...

He had ways to tolerate him...

He glanced to Sree and Tate, frowning...

Maybe cheating got him by, he supposed, but he wanted to have dinners with his husband as well. He wanted to be able to go out with him as well...but so be it, he thought bitterly.

"Maybe one day" Jon finally responded.

"Aww, don't be sad! I'll be your husband for now" Lysa said happily.

It was kind of sad that Lysa was a better husband than Tidus...

He supposed without the sages constantly coming to his rescue, he would have gone nuts and killed Tidus by now. Almost 20 years of them coming to his aid and getting him away from Tidus...

Sree allowed him to dance with Tate and he felt rather pitied...poor him, he made a horrible decision, marrying that monster...and he guess he had.

Frowning, his cell phone buzzed in his pocket and he glanced to the number...oh.

"Hey guys, thanks for this, but I need to be heading out" he called to them.

They all left at that point though and he slowly made his way towards the abandoned store near Shakra's Point. He often questioned why they always met around places named after Uchuu's 'devil'...

The man he'd had an on and off affair with smiled darkly as Jon walked in. He disappeared a lot, Jon noticed, and he didn't really seem to have one place to stay...not that he really minded.

Jon knew that consequences existed...he's just stopped carring a long time ago.

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However...as he forgot Tidus, as he forgot everything...he wondered if maybe...

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He was making a mistake...

Dark · Joined: 19 Apr 2007 Posts: 261

Scene 15

"So you going to tell me what's up or do I have to guess?"

Andrea Valentine sighed, hands planted on the steering wheel of one of her indulgences...Uchuu's road system sucked so really she only got use out of it when she went across the portal...Adrian, while they'd resided in New York, had learned to drive in order to get around in the city and most of the other knights did as well (save Tidus). He'd in turn taught her...she remembered when she was little, she watched some show called 'Viper' and had wanted a Dodge Viper since...too bad she lived somewhere where it was completely useless.

"What do you mean?" she responded, turning the car on.

"We had to come across the portal so you could talk to intelligence here" he grumbled, "SOMETHING'S up and I want to know what it is."

"Remember back before we got married, all those demon's escaped?" she responded, driving back towards the Esperanza summer home to store the car.

"Not something I'd forget easily" he remarked.

"SEEMS that a couple slipped."

"A couple? I'd imagine there'd be more than a couple" he glanced at her.

"You're right" she agreed, "But there's a couple that have caused some trouble lately...one of the orphanages in Thailand was robbed."

Adrian glanced at her in disbelief, "Who robs an orphanage? Though...I guess that's right up a demon's alley..."

"Really, they didn't steal money..."

Adrian cocked a brow as she signaled, "They stole little boys."

Adrian grimaced, "Great..."

"Sooo...tomorrow, I'm heading out on a league and seeing if I can possibly find them and their kidnappers."

Adrian looked sulky, "I don't think I want you to...if they escaped the sage's radar for this long, who knows what they're capable of."

"Adrian, I can't really pick and choose what I want to do...besides, I won't be alone anyway."

Adrian sighed, looking at all the buildings pass by...she frowned, eyes narrowing against the sun...so...

They're back.

Sighing as she prepared dinner, she wondered why she hadn't thought about those demons in that dream...she hadn't remembered them being destroyed and she hadn't seen any reports from the other's countries intelligence saying they'd been destroyed. Out of sight, out of mind...

Why'd they steal those kids though? Donna, of course, had her theories...Andrea wished that maybe they were okay but really, that just seemed like way too wishful thinking. They were demons, they didn't kidnap those kids for nothing....

"Hey..."

She glanced over her shoulder at Adrian who'd dozed off after they got home. He looked...well, concerned, as he always did when she had a mission...

"Hey. Sleep well?"

"Not really" he mumbled, "Promise you won't do anything to risky?"

"Promise" she said simply to pacify him.

"...I don't believe you."

"I'm a sage, Adri, these things happen" she sighed, "Don't worry, I know when to back out."

"I wish I believed that" he sighed.

Poor Adrian, the mating thing must suck....it really didn't affect her since she was human but alas..

"Demon hunting, eh?" commented Dante at dinner, "Sounds exciting..."

"I can go instead, mother..." frowned Shien.

"You're not the Wind Sage yet, are you?" she rolled her eyes, "I'm not going to die, jeez, get a grip."

Adrian sighed and waved her off, "We worry...and I'm sure all the other families worry too."

Probably...

It was sad, really...the orphanage event had taken place weeks ago so anything could have happened to those kids...and because they were orphans, they didn't have any family to worry about them...she absently, yet carefully, set a stick on top of the pile of the child version of Jenga...

If nothing else, they could avenge them...

But still, she had to wonder...

Why take them in the first place?

Tidus looked disgruntled as Vincent slumped into the kitchen, shirtless, and flopped down at the table, looking dazed. Tifa sat down beside him, wearing little more than a strapless bra...what was wrong with his kids?

Jon sat silently next to Avri, watching, rather amazed, as Vincent went at his food...he really didn't remember having an appetite like his son's...and yet, Vincent had amazing metabolism, as much as he saw him eat...

"Vincent, stop eating like that" grumbled Tidus.

Vincent stared at him lazily before just continuing along, mumbling something. Tidus glared daggers at him and Tifa scowled.

"He's sleepy, mother, give him a break!"

An argument ensued between the two and Jon groaned. It never failed...he could remember the last time they had a dinner without an argument...Tifa and Vincent had laryngitis for the day, he was tired, and Tidus had no one to start anything with...

"Jon, where'd you get that coat?"

He looked up at Tidus, a little surprised his argument had ended so quickly, "This? We all went shopping and I picked this out, why?"

"No reason..." Tidus murmured.

It had belonged to his mystery affair, in reality...Jon had promised to return it, however, he insisted he keep it...that it didn't make much difference. And oddly, he had had another exact duplicate of the outfit the next day...

They all scurried away as soon at they were done, leaving him to dish duty. Avri was the only one left, eating so ridiculously clean and politely that he took forever.

"Daddy..."

Jon looked up at Avri as the red head smiled strangely, "Be careful."

Jon, puzzled, questioned, "What do you mean?"

"Oh...I was just worried about the sage business" he suddenly remarked absently before standing, "But never mind...good night."

Jon watched after him, frowning...what?

"They're being fools" grumbled Jakie, watching after Mora and Tura who'd gone to the other side.

"Perhaps" allowed Vashyn, the red skinned demon, "But it has been nearly 20 years and nothing Jiessen said has come to pass...they just want to see things get done and I don't blame them for that."

"But--"

"What's going on?"

They all jumped a little, turning to 'Jiessen', still in his human form. Jakie stared at them wile Vashyn and Blan looked away.

"N-nothing, Jiessen" Jakie mumbled.

"Where is Mora? Tura?" he questioned, his arms crossed.

"Th-they just went out for a bit..." Jakie excused.

"...Really."

Jiessen watched them, knowing full well they were lying before smiling darkly, "I suppose that's all right then..."

He glowered as he turned around...those fools.

Vincent yawned, stretching, as he wandered down the steps, prepared for school...he just pondered how long he'd stay today. Maybe he could make it through an entire day...

Slamming down at the breakfast table since everyone else was, he readjusted his bandana absently, deciding not to engage in conversationg with Avri or Tidus. A bagel was set down beside him so he figured he'd at least greet his dad...

Turning his head, poised to say good morning, he stopped, rather stunned...his dad was decked out in a trench coat, a pair of avatars, and a hat...he laughed.

"The fuck, dad? Where are you going?"

Tidus scowled, "Watch your mouth! He's going on a mission."

Tifa was the last to stumble down as Vincent glowered at his 'mother'. "Aww, daddy, your outfit's cute."

He thanked her as he continued setting all the plates. Vincent often pondered what it was his dad really did sometimes...he'd seen him in a battle once, which oddly had ended up taking place in the middle of one of his concerts. His question was, though, was his father a politician...or basically a soldier?

A political soldier might have been the best term...

Another thing he wondered though was...well, who was the next Ice Sage? Mae was the next Water Sage, Vicious was the next Dark Sage, Raylin was the next Light Sage (fuck if he knew why), Matt was the next Forest Sage, and Shien was the next Wind Sage, and Jubilante was the next Fire Sage, so...

Which one of THEM would be the next Ice Sage?

He looked to Avri absently. What a dumb question...of course it'd be Avri.

"Vincent, WHAT are you wearing?"

Vincent looked at his mother then at his ensemble, "What? I thought it was cute!"

Tidus just looked disgusted, "It doesn't match at all and it looks awful! Why can't you dress like your brother?"

Vincent narrowed his eyes, tilting his head ever so slightly at Avri. Ugly ass brown tight sweater tucked into ugly ass khakis...Vincent stuck out his tongue, disgusted himself.

"No thanks."

"VINCENT, don't be so rude! Apologize to your brother!"

"I'm sorry...you're so damn plain."

"VINCENT!"

Tifa just rolled her eyes and continued eating as Vincent glared at his bagel, suddenly without an appetite...Jon just sighed. Great way to start each morning...

"I thought Starbucks was expensive. This tiny cup cost what a venti would cost..."

"I miss Starbucks..."

"We went yesterday with Van and Lysa..."

"Oh yea."

She sighed, sipping her drink, "We look suspicious, don't we?"

"I thought we would but looking at everyone else around here, I think we look the least suspicious" Jon remarked.

She nodded, eyes shifting as the arguing two behind them word's escalated.

"He's taken too damn long! I told all of you before that he was just using us!" snapped Mora, the black haired demon from her dream.

"We need to tread softly though" hissed Tura, "We know what he's capable of!"

"We're capable of more than we know" grunted Mora, "We don't need him to take over the conquests that were stolen from us."

"...You play chess before? I never really could figure out how the piece's power worked" she commented.

What powers do you think they have?

"Some pieces you want to protect because they have more 'powers'... the pawns are usually the most useless, however."

Not much.

He looked to the side, "So how do you think out boss would take this little rendezvous? He's the angry type..."

Someone's pulling the strings.

"I couldn't really say, I don't really know him well enough to really know how he'd take our impromptu vacation."

But who is it?

"We can do it on our own! We took nations when we were alive, we were all powerful! We're OLDER than that bastard!"

"But look what he did to Urai--"

"Urai was a dumb idiot anyway!" hissed Mora, "If he really wanted to shake us up, why didn't he kill Vashyn? Jakie? Blan? They're all more powerful than Urai had been!"

"Hell, he's a sadist. I wouldn't be surprised if he fired us..."

Shakra?

"We're the best in our field, why fire us?"

Doubtful.

"Aren't you sick of it?" Mora growled, "Aren't you sick of his errands?"

"Yes, but--"

"I'm tired of being his servant! I'm tired of working for his silly little fetishes! That last one has probably drawn attention to us and why?"

"They were orphans. It's not exactly like they'll be missed..."

"But when someone finds their bodies, it'll just launch a manhunt, won't it?!"

"Perhaps he should have let them live then" remarked Tura sarcastically.

"No..." Mora grumbled, "It was smart of Jiessen though I don't think his intentions were to rape them to death..."

They both paused, their hands stationary around the cups...

"...Really...is a shame though, isn't it? That...that if we were fired that we didn't get the full experience" she mumbled lowly.

We're too late.

"...Yea."

...

Jon felt sick...that was well over 20 boys...he'd...raped and killed them all? These really were demons...

Jiessen...?

"...Do I know you?"

They both looked up from their own gloom...one of the demons had stood and was talking to them. He looked kind of suspicious. Jon shook his head and thought to ignore him but the bastard didn't move...

"Non capiamo Uchirian, signore" she suddenly said, finishing off her drink, "Ci avete avuto bisogno di qualcosa?"

The demon glowered and sniffed before walking away, through the wooded area that would probably lead back to one of the main roads.

"We should go to 'Midnight Lane' and tell him that we're going to overthrow him" growled Mora.

"...All right" sighed Tura, giving in.

They sat for a moment before standing, starting to follow but not before retrieving a duffelbag from the car...

"I don't know, Mora, I have a bad feeling about this...Jiessen may kill us" mumbled Tura.

"We'll just gang up on him then! Remember, we fought in wars! We did everything we could to get what we wanted! Will a single demon stand in our way?"

"I..."

"Hiya."

They both looked up, stunned.

They'd cut across the path so they'd appear right in front of them. The demons looked astonished before Jon commented.

"So...who's your leader? Jiessen, was it?"

Tura swallowed as Mora snapped, "So you do know Uchirian!"

"Of course..." she said absently, "And this is the last thing you'll ever need to know...but we're the Sages of Adajia. And unfortunately, you're on the list to be assassinated."

"Us?! Killed by two humans?!" laughed Mora.

"Mora, th-they're sages" whimpered Tura.

"While usually we use swords, unforunately, we can't really risk that out here...besides, I don't think you deserve the chance to fight back."

And with a spray of silenced bullets, the two crumbled to the ground.

"...They don't bleed" Jon commented, staring down at them.

Hefting the rifle upwards, Andrea sighed, "They can't, they're already supposed to be dead."

"Not quite as satisfying..."

"No, but it'll do" she replied, dropping the gun back into the bag.

They got into the car, Jon driving this time, and he stared upward...a light snow had fallen.

"What now?" he asked.

She was typing something into her cell, "There's one Midnight Lane in this sector...let's go check it out...maybe this Jiessen will show up."

They went, expecting maybe some shady club or casino...

Andrea stared in disbelief at the pink walls, "A BOWLING alley?"

"I think we've been tricked" Jon murmured.

"Maybe,,, but we did just meet up with two demons in a coffee shop so let's just stick around for a bit."

But sure enough...no out of the ordinary aura came up...when it did, they'd jumped with anticipation...

Turned out, it was just Donna by some weird coincidence...

Andrea yawned, shaking her head, "Well, I guess we should just go..."

Jon nodded and she stood, stretching, before pondering, "Maybe...this Jiessen is so powerful he can hide his aura...think he could be here?"

"Without us knowing? I don't think so."

Mechanical Bunny · Site Admin Joined: 19 Apr 2007 Posts: 223

Ahh! Jon having sex! Shocked

Lol. That's where I stopped reading. My god, woman, how do you find the time?! This story is hella long!!

Dark · Joined: 19 Apr 2007 Posts: 261

Lol, honestly, the writing takes more time than anything! (I don't include loading time on the Sims, that might add up to a few hours...>.>) It's what I do when I sit around waiting to go to work though...

Dark · Joined: 19 Apr 2007 Posts: 261

He hated school, he really did. He went there to hang out...and possibly score. It was good times as long as he wasn't learning.

Today was their concert and he was looking forward to it...on concerts, he did stay in school all day to avoid his mother stopping him from making the show. He wouldn't know where he was if he just never came home, after all...

He sighed as he stood outside the school, wondering if he should get lunch or not...

"Hey Vinny."

He turned and blinked at the voice before smiling a bit. Raihn.

The half-elf girl just...well, got hotter as time passed. She made him feel all awkward and weird about himself. Mostly because, well, he was really attracted to her...of course, he did have relations with women, his mother could fuck off. But...Raihn was different. He just...didn't feel comfortable with confessing something like that to her. She was his best friend...

"Raihn, let's have sex."

She smirked, "Good to see you too, Vincent."

He wrapped his arms around her waist and glared, "You haven't been fooling around on me, have you? You know you're having my baby, right?"

She rolled her eyes and sighed airily, "I haven't been fooling around...but I'm still not having your baby."

"But they'd be SO hot..." he whined.

She giggled, skipping away, "I'll think about it."

He cocked a brow as she lied on her back on the ground near where the principal was rumored to live. He slammed down next to her and sighed.

"So I have a show, think you can make it?"

She looked to him and sighed, "Sorry, boo, I have to work."

Vincent scowled, "You're ALWAYS working. You never have time for ME any more."

She cooed, "Sorry. I'll definitely be at your next one, no matter what."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Now...sit up. I'm getting the desire to jump on you" he remarked absently.

"Whore" she snickered, sitting up.

Raihn talked about something as he watched her, at one point turning to face where Jubilante and Squiz'el were doing something crazy. Okay, so maybe he could be candid...he just couldn't be serious candid. He'd like it if she could see him like he saw her.

"Vincent, are you okay?" she suddenly asked.

"I'm peachy, babe."

She still looked concerned, "I know when your dad's away, your mom drives you nuts."

Vincent shrugged, "Not like I'm not used to it."

"Okay...but just remember you can always run to me if you need it" she offered.

He frowned. He wished...

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I just...didn't want to know
I just didn't want to know...

It had been easier than he'd imagined.

It was a little too easy to cause such chaos.

"Jon!"

Jesse ran out, engulfed in flames. He'd been drinking and had fallen asleep when Jon conjured up the idea...

Jesse looked around, frantically, screaming, "You little bastard!"

Jon watched him absently as he dove into the lake, shattering the ice covering the surface...it was cold enough for it to freeze back over easily...

He wondered why he didn't feel it though.

Jesse stared at his burnt body as Jon wandered over and looked at him, laughing, deranged, "I see, Jon...did I upset you? I'm sorry I made you angry...and I'm sorry I yelled at you. But...but help me out, okay?"

Best to keep things in the shallow end...

Cause I never quite learned how to swim

Jon stared at him and Jesse laughed, growing nervous as Jon made no moves. "Come now...I promise, everything will be okay."

The ice started to close around Jesse slowly and Jon just...watched.

"JON!"

And I just...didn't want to know

"You little bastard, help me!" he screamed again.

Jon watched as he reached for him...funny that he thought Jon actually needed him.

I close my eyes just to look at you

He clenched his ears as the sound of Jesse wrapping on the ice got to him. It was a little much...

Taken by the seamless vision

Jesse was dead. All that was left...

I close my eyes

Was to run.

Ignore the smoke

Calling out to me, she's...turning blue, such a lovely color for you

Jesse felt the life drain from his form as he froze in the lake. All he did...and this was what he got? This was what he deserved? He gave him everything.

"What is it that you desire, Jesse?" asked a whispery monsterous voice.

What did anyone that had the one they love kill them want?

"Retribution."

"Bad place for a nap, Jon."

Jon frowned as he opened his eyes, surprised to find himself standing, having fallen asleep...on a ship. Van was steering and Caitlin was wandering around, Andrea up in the crow's nest, scouting.

"Mm, a little" he remarked.

He didn't remember that last part...and wondered where it even came from.

He grimaced, shaking his head of the lingering fog and wandered back towards the wheel, "How close are we?"

"Pretty close, maybe another hour or two" she reported.

King Tate had been reluctant to lend them a ship to go see if they could find any more of the demons responsible. Andrea and him had figured that killing two of the top demons in the forces would draw them SOME attention. They were going to start in Thailand, where Malik had fallen and where demons often visited to retrieve some clues on how to reach his strength...

Andrea slid down the crow's nest, scowling, "Van, stop for a second...I think I saw something over there."

"Eh?" questioned Lysa, coming from the captain's cabin, "Where?"

"On that island."

Van frowned and they made the necessary precautions to dock their ship. Spiraling down the rope, they looked around...it was for the most part, empty.

"Uh, I don't see anyt--"

"Lysa, watch out" Caitlin suddenly warned.

In a wash of a white spiral...

"At last."

Caitlin and Lysa drew their weapons, pointing it at the stranger. He glared at them and hissed.

"It's about time you got here."

Jon, Van, and Andrea jumped as something rose from the ground...another demon. He glared angrily at them.

"You...you killed Mora and Tura, you bastards..."

"And if we did?" Andrea challenged.

"You'll pay for what you did! They had nothing to do with Jiessen taking those orphans!" the red one snarled.

"They were associated, I think that's reason enough" Jon commented.

"You're next" Caitlin threatened.

The white demon stretched, hissing, "We'll see."

"You guys think you can take care of this?" Andrea questioned, her eyes narrowing, "Van and I should go check to see if the ship has been invaded."

"Yea, I got it" Jon said simply.

The two vanished quickly and Caitlin and Lysa went at the white demon, teaming up, leaving Jon to defeat the fiery demon on his own.

Channeling his ice magic, he remarked, "This may be harder with a fire demon..."

The fiery demon smiled, "It's one of those unfortunate mistakes I was placed with when I entered Shakraita...I'm not a fire demon."

Jon hissed as bolts of electricity coursed through his body rapidly. The hell?

"You should know your enemy better" he taunted, walking towards him.

"You fools! Get back here or I'll kill you myself!"

Jon's eyes widened and both demons growled, starting to attack all the same despite the strange message. Andrea and Van appeared in a gust of wind and flash of water, surrounding the red-demon before he attacked Jon.

"You should know your enemy better too" Andrea remarked simply, cutting off a portion of his arm, Van taking the other.

He screamed and the white demon growled, "Fine! We'll flee for now!"

"You're not going anywhere" growled Caitlin in "Skyla" mode.

But the demon darted back, grabbed his companion, and vanished.

They all gaped and Lysa gritted her teeth.

"Get back here, you assholes!"

Van sighed after a moment, "They're gone..."

"...Did you guys here that person call them?"

They all turned to Jon and frowned, "Person...?"

He stared at his feet and they were all silent before Lysa remarked, "Let's get out of here. We'll worry about this later."

They all walked towards the ship and Jon waited his turn to climb up, staring out at the sea, feeling a little sick.

That voice, it sounded like...not only his affair...

"...Jesse?"
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