Denix Vames

Ash studied Sara for a moment, "Wait." Sara looked up. He spoke, "Carol showed me emotions. That's why my powers dwindled. I fed off of violence. With this change in myself though, I don't know what I am anymore. I fear I am not the same being as I once was. I feel lost and confused as pathetic as that sounds. I...wish to see this child. If you'll allow me to, Sara." She held a spark in her eyes. A form of hope. She nodded, "I think you'll like her." --- Xenos said, "I have a family. A wife and son. However, my attitude has become more violent. I fear for the safety of my family. I have let my powers get to my head. What do you suggest?" --- Blake nodded, "Ok. Thanks for....the shelter then. Goodnight sir." He laid on his side and threw the covers over himself. --- Dick had read the room and suddenly his cheery smile became a frown. He spoke, "I'm sorry about killing one of your own. And shooting the other fella. I know I can't take it back but I can make up for it, right? I'll give the location and everything will be fair." Will sighed, "I can see you are different now. Clearly, you're not trying to kill us but the law is the law." He pulled out some handcuffs. Dick held out his hands, "Guess it only makes sense." Will cuffed him, "I'll let your hands be in front of you for the sake of showing us whatever details you have. After that, they'll be behind you." Dick quickly went back to his eager smile and began talking about a paper company that was only disguised as such. The truth was that supernatural creatures were locked up and used for the assassin's gang and the boss. With the address given, Will reached for the cuffs. The cuffs suddenly fell off. Dick held up a lock pick, "Sorry fellas! But I don't look good in orange." He ran to a window and opened it. Will immediately reached out with his aura. Locking him in place. Dick awkwardly chuckled, "Right. I forgot you lot are special." --- Death replied, "Let us go see them! Surely, they are done with their chores."

Ash growled, "Or what?!" He glared with bitter tears, "Your right hand woman already took most of my powers! I have nothing left! I am a mere Demon now with no title to respect! I could care less now if you sent me into Oblivion!" --- Xenos replied, "I do have one concern that I wish to discuss with you." He glanced at River, "You may go." --- Ortiz nodded, "I'll give them the message." With Ortiz gone, Blake could hear that it was only Kris. He had teary eyes then held a look of determination. "Tell me sir. Am I only ever going to be a tool for you? A skeleton key?" He gripped the covers. "I know you warned me about what would happen if I didn't listen. I won't ignore that. What I wonder is, can I expect any ounce of respect or pride from you about....me?" He couldn't exactly say it since it felt embarrassing but Blake secretly wanted Kris to act like a father figure to him even if the guy was a crook. He had longed for a parent who actually gave a shit. Though he wasn't exactly hopeful about a guy like Kris. --- Dick scoffed, "Well I'll be! No jokes! Giving me total respect? I like that!" He made his way to the meeting room, "You lot and I are gonna get along just fine." Will said, "Wait! How do you know where the meeting room is?" Dick pointed at the sign, "Duh! I may be hitman but I'm not an idiot." Will flustered, "Oh..." He had for a minute believed that Dick had looked into everything about the precinct. Dick opened the door and waved everyone over, "Now come in! I've got a good layout of things to tell." He winked at Henderson, "Especially for you, ya sexy nerd." --- Death returned the hug, "Oh? I wager on that for we have yet to see our children be honored. To see them up there will bring tears of joy to my eyes! I know it so!"

hmm not sure. since i just threw in a name for your trickster. maybe you could name my trickster?

Sara nodded, "I just hope whoever it is that they're not...violent." Amelia and Sara appeared in Hell's Library. Ash was there with a book in his hand. Reading at a chair to get his mind off of things. Sara gasped. Ash looked up from the book. She shouted, "There he is! The father!" He stood, "Excuse me?" He threw the book at the chair. She replied, "You let your powers out. They came to me and made a child. Your child." He glared, "I didn't choose. I had no choice. All because of that fucking Carol bitch! And her damn new friend. Your child is nothing to me. It is merely a mistake." She lowered her head, "Please sir. For Ophelia's sake-" "And you named her?! Get out of my sight!" --- Xenos couldn't help but smile too. "Well then. I think we've come to a nice conclusion. Is there anything you need from us?" --- Blake nodded, "Understood sir." The Trickster escorted Blake. Guiding him to where he could clean himself. He gave the kid some privacy while standing nearby should he try anything stupid. Once Blake reached his bed, in a shirt and boxers, he sat under the covers. "Tell Kris to come here. I need to talk to him." The Trickster raised a brow. He headed to the throne, "Kris! You won't believe it. The kid wants to talk to you. He's already acting like he lives here!" He laughed, "What a pathetic joke!" --- Will glanced at Henderson, "Are you serious?" The hitman immediately grabbed Will's hand and locked it in place so that he could free himself. He immediately hit certain points of his hand so that Will could move it again. Will looked at him in amazement and shock. The hitman smirked, "Your friend's right. I can take you there. And if anything goes wrong or you think I'm going to betray then you can ahead and kill me. That's how confident I am." Will glared, "Fine. We'll all discuss this in the meeting room but you are definitely going to be close to me. I'm not taking my eyes off of you." The hitman snapped his fingers, "Done deal!" "First, what's your name?" "Uh Well-" "You said you're betraying them. So, what's your name?" The hitman reluctantly answered, "It's....Dick." He sighed, "Get the damn jokes out of the way already." --- Death blushed. His eyes widened. He wasn't sure what to think at that moment. Then joyful tears appeared. He held both of his hands, "Oh Azrael. Already time has paired us together. For us to do such a human tradition? It would be wonderful. Though, I am not in favor of bright colors like most humans are."

holy shit, that would be awesome XD

Vincent sighed, "Alright. But you better be back here soon. Otherwise, I'm calling for extra help from Carter. There's only so much we can do." --- Xenos pinched the brim of his nose, "I don't mean quickly. I meant talk to some vampires around the castle. Get to know them. Find someone who would understand you just as much as you understand them. Build relationships. It doesn't have to be romantic like River said. Just a vampire that you know would fight alongside you during the toughest battles. Do you get what I mean?" --- Blake was about to rebuttal against the idea of killing anyone but once Kris mentioned the vampire idea, he grew pale. He nodded, "Y-Yes sir." The Trickster stood against the wall and glared at the boy, "With all due respect sir, you once trained me as a child. Surely, this thing-" He immediately shut his mouth once Kris gave him that look. Blake uttered, "I know I said sir but what do I call you?" --- The hitman wrapped an arm around Henderson, "Alrighty then! Let's introduce myself!" Inside, every other officer stood with their gun raised. The hitman nonchalantly waved his hands, "Settle down coppers! I come in peace as a traitor of my organization. I've got good details on the whereabouts of my boss." Will appeared. Startling the hitman, "Whoa! A bit of a warning next time, please?" Will suddenly grabbed his neck and pinned him against the wall. "Tell me why I shouldn't kill you right now?" The hitman awkwardly smiled, "Cause I'm hot?" --- Death accepted his hand and stood by his side. "Though I'm not really sure how one announces a relationship. Do I use my speaker voice for usual announcements? Or should I bring it up at the ceremony during my speech?"

i totally forgot to reply on death's part for some reason but i just did that real quick. sorry lol

Death smiled, "Yes we shall celebrate our announcement along with my children's ceremony into my realm. The idea has given me energy once again. I feel ready to leave my quarters and address my people."

Vincent sighed, "Alright. Just let us finish up here and we'll head back home." Later on, Vincent would have bought the game. The family appeared back home where Neva would enjoy her first video game. Once Amelia appeared with Ophelia, Elliot's eyes sparkled. He held Ophelia and scratched her cheeks, "She's a bird! What a cutie pie! I can't believe it!" Ophelia giggled at the scratches. Her pacifier fell out of her mouth. Hitting the floor. She cried and flailed her arms around. Elliot quickly picked up the pacifier and stuck it back in her mouth before her purple aura could have reached the TV. Vincent walked over, "So that's what you meant by magic." He took the pacifier. "Vincent, what are you doing?!" "Shh..." Vincent gave the pacifier to Elliot before cradling Ophelia in his arms. Ophelia began to cry but soon calmed down as he hummed a tune. --- Xenos raised a brow, "We ruled earth?" He thought for a moment, "This makes so much sense now." He walked over to Shezmu, "In regards of our low population, perhaps you can find someone to pass on your DNA to? A willing participant? Someone you might be able to share the same thoughts with. I don't think it would be a terrible idea if I were to help you. I'm sure River knows more about being social than I do." --- Blake raised his hands. "I-I know how to fight. There was this asshole in school. He wouldn't stop picking on me so I punched him. It's the reason why I moved here. At my last school....his brains were all over the ground. I don't know how I did it but his head....exploded." He stepped back. "Please don't. I-I don't want-" The Trickster grabbed his wrist, "We don't care what you want. You're ours now." Blake flinched at the tight grip. --- The hitman replied, "I'll give you the info but I won't be put in handcuffs. Besides, those are best for private hot times." He sat on the fence. "And I will guide you lot over there. Otherwise, you'll die like a bunch of squealing pigs. You may be the police but these are assassins. You don't know them like I do."

Vincent replied, "He is a great detective. A fictional one but brilliant in every way." Elliot cheered, "Trucks always win!" Vincent pinched the brim of his nose, "Amelia....I don't know. How is this newborn's behavior?" --- Xenos replied, "You seem disappointed. I am surprised for a creature of your stature. But yes. Many had to be killed in order to let the world survive. Blood Gods everywhere were attempting to take over the world and annihilate those deemed obstacles." --- The Trickster reluctantly let him go. Blake slowly stepped forward. He shook his head, "I'm all good. Never had any problems." He clutched his arms. "Just please. Why do you need me? I'm just some kid." --- The hitman nonchalantly waved a hand, "Yeah sure. Just let him shoot your brains out instead. Would you have preferred that?" He continued, "And you don't need to worry about all the details. I can still give your force info on my boss's hideout." He cupped his chin. "For a price. How about a smile? That should suffice."

yeah i almost forgot about that. just pretend that i wrote Oliver is sitting on that little seat of the shopping cart.

Sara nodded, "Of course." --- Amelia would find Elliot, Vincent, and Neva at a store. Vincent sighed, "I really don't know about this." Elliot grabbed a game about mud truck riding. It involved competing against other characters for the trophy by ramming into each other and doing cool tricks in trucks. He said, "I know you'll love this Neva!" Vincent grabbed a Sherlock Holmes game, "She should have something more sophisticated and educational." Vincent turned to Amelia, "Oh hey Amelia. Mind helping us out? Neva wants a video game but I'm trying to find something that could help her build on her skills." Elliot replied, "Truck competitions are all about knowing the lay of the land." --- Xenos appeared, "This is interesting. I hope you're not planning on taking over this kingdom. I expect Jean to be the rightful leader. I assigned the title to him when I left the throne." --- "Tricksters?" Blake stood. He was suddenly grabbed by the trickster behind him. Suddenly, he found himself in a house. Another man stood across from them. The trickster shoved Blake towards the man, "Hey Kris! Got another one here. Maybe we could finally get an easier time doing stuff around this shit city?" Blake took a step back, "What? I don't want to do this! I said chores! Nothing voodoo!" The trickster grabbed him when Blake started to run for the door, "Don't worry. You'll just be our little errand boy." He pressed a knife against his neck. "And if you want to stay alive then you'll do as we say." Blake was shaking, "I just....I was scared when that psycho chased me." "Then think of it like this, we protect you from the vampires and you keep following our orders. You disobey and we throw you to those bloodsuckers for their next meal. Got it?" Blake sniffled as tears dripped down his cheeks. "O-Ok. Just...don't hurt me." The trickster laughed at his fear. --- The hitman kept watch of the police department. Especially on the officer he saved. He couldn't help but get lost in his handsome features. Once he saw the officer step outside for some fresh air, he immediately jumped down. Behind the wall, he winked at him. "Hey there. How's business?" He pulled out a box of chocolates and a rose, "Got ya something." He handed the items over. "Hope it ain't too cliche."

ooh! yes we could do that!

so I accidentally mixed things up. definitely continue to be the vampire. However, after the vampire is dealt with, i had the idea of you taking the role as the trickster so that i could focus on being the teen. would that be alright?

Sara said, "I rather not take her back there. I'm told she's not safe there. But who could possibly babysit for my daughter?" --- Death continued to cry, "It is deafening to know I cannot show emotion! I must remain stoic for my people. Yet, I am dying inside. Crying out for the cage to open. I am tired of hiding. You were right, Azrael. I rather let the realms know than to feel this squeezing anxiety!" --- Jean flew back and held a look of hurt. He turned his back on him, "I thought you were better than this." He disappeared into his room to cry. --- The trickster helped the teen up, "What's your name kid?" "Uh Blake..." "Blake, I can make this vampire leave you so long as you obey me." Blake looked between the trickster and the vampire. He quickly nodded, "I don't care! Whatever it takes! I'll do any chores!" The trickster walked over. He smirked, "Now little vamp. It's time you leave before I make your night a living hell."

Pretty much

Sara placed the pacifier back in Ophelia's mouth. Making sure Ophelia was getting sleepy. "I-I'm not sure. It felt ancient. Familiar? Maybe only because Charles knew that thing. I don't know any names." She asked, "Is there....something ancient that you have run into recently?" --- Death found himself opening his eyes. "Azrael? I apologize for that display of weakness. I had no idea it would occur." --- Raven nodded, "Yeah we better finish here." He accepted the mop and continued to work on another spot. --- Jean's eyes widened, "You're scared." He hugged him, "It's ok to show emotions. It's alright to be scared. You have every right to be afraid. I can't imagine what it's like to know that your people are a small minority in the supernatural species. It must be hard not having the same family around. But it's ok. I'm here for you if you ever need to talk." --- The teen shouted, "Shit!" He continued to run until he ran into someone. He hit the ground and looked up. Seeing a man looming over him. He turned to see the vampire still running. He gave the man a pleading look, "C'mon man! This guy's crazy! You've gotta help me!"

sweet. glad you think its alright. I'm not great with coming up with ideas on the spot lol did my best tho

well i figured maybe he would run into a trickster who would save him and make a deal with him. the trickster would teach him everything he knew and in return, the teen would have to listen to every word and command he said. of course if he doesn't agree to it then the trickster will give him to the vampire. i could have him run into the trickster.

lol I can definitely see that

Ophelia looked at the spider and clapped her hands while giggling. Sara said, "I think that's our winner. Spiders. Though I am concerned about what she thought of. Maybe it has something to do with what entered my body? Not like I have any great thoughts either but I'm still worried." --- Tears left Death's eyes as he slept. --- Raven looked at her and nodded, "I promise." He sighed, "I wonder if I can talk to Father now. I need to get his advice too." --- Samson lifted his chest up at his touch. He licked his lips, "It's just right." (private time) --- Jean replied, "You'll understand soon. When you find the person you want to protect and care for, you will know what it means to feel sorrow and happiness." He raised a brow, "Meditate? As in you can contact other Blood Gods by thinking?" --- A blonde teenager wearing a red jacket was running down the street. He had just witnessed a vampire kill a human right before his eyes. He was doing his best to get as far away from the scene as possible.

Sara stood by when Ophelia shook the rattle. She opened her mouth and babbled. Sara quickly caught the pacifier. The screen suddenly went to images of spiders, torture devices, and organs. Sara looked at her, "Please Ophelia. Those aren't things that should be in your room. We can't....We shouldn't do that." Ophelia saw that look and began to cry. Making the screen glitch repeatedly." --- "Yes, you are right about that. Thank you, Azrael. I can always count on you for advice." Death stood from his throne and walked down the stairs. "Fear not. I am simply being foolish." He suddenly froze. Thinking of the eons that passed. The turmoil and darkness that entered his life. Despite his duties, it still gravely haunted him. Though he was able to move past most obstacles, the children were another matter. Especially with the way he had interacted with them the first time. Then there was the fight against La Tramoggia. The fact that he had to fight his own brother of all people. He couldn't reveal his relationship. He always had to keep a good head on his shoulders! Don't show emotions but calmness! He collapsed on his side. Passing out as the stress and memories overwhelmed him. --- Raven continued to cry into her shoulder, "I don't know what to do with this ache! I know I'm meant to improve but the pain doesn't stop!" --- Samson moaned loudly at Damien's touch. He pulled out his belt and broke the kiss. "Mind tying me up? We both have belts. I think they'll fit nicely on my wrists." --- Ben replied, "Probably. I'll let you know when you can come back. Thank you for visiting." He opened the door for them. Once the door was closed, Jean silently cried in the hall. He clutched his own head, "It wasn't enough. Nothing I do is ever enough. I try so hard but there is always sadness."

Sara smiled, "Oh yes! But perhaps you could type? I'm not sure about my particular hands. --- "Thank you, Azrael. That would be perfect. The hard part will be telling Raven that it is only just a visit. I wonder how he will react to the idea of him and his lover being apart." ,said Death. He rubbed his forehead. "Each passing hour, I feel a tad weak. Not physically unfortunately." --- Raven spoke, "Magic was accepted in our world. The problem was who had it and who decided to use it for their own gain." He stopped mopping at another corner as he thought over his words. "And I wasn't any better. I killed people when I came here. Believing that everyone needed to be destroyed. That was my original plan." He suddenly dropped the mop and sobbed on his knees. "I shouldn't be here! Not after everything I've done!" --- Samson ran his hand down his chest as the kiss continued. He pinned him to the bed and kissed every inch of his chest. He soon left a bite mark on his abdomen. Licking up the blood that spilled over. In this case, it was his move on making things more steamy. --- Jean placed a hand on her shoulder, "Maybe you would like to go out? Have a picnic together and we can talk about things? Just us." Ben frowned at the sight of her. He nodded, "I think it'd be nice for you. I trust Jean's advice."

Sara replied, "I'm not sure. She did appreciate the gifts. Maybe something to do with crystals? I don't suppose humans sell a theme like that to mothers?" --- Death said, "First I must see if Raven can meet his boyfriend. It appears that Conrad is in Heaven. Something I wished I had looked into beforehand. I don't know why he didn't ask me to. His worries would have been my worries. I only wish he would have understood that." He sighed as he wiped some tears. "When I first came to be, I had advisors. Those who taught me the way of darkness. Yet, I had no parental figure. Without such a thing, I feel as though I lack the capabilities of being a true father." --- Raven bit his lip, "Me and Conrad were running too. Only things were fine before. The problem was there was an evil man who had more magic than anyone else. Darker magic than mine. We had to escape. He was destroying everything and everyone in his path. My brother....sacrificed himself so that the portal could open. He never gave it a second thought." --- Samson replied, "Oh believe me. I won't be gentle at all." They suddenly appeared in his bedroom. His eyes widened, "Well then! So instant is this ability that I'm awfully impressed." He moved his attention back to Damien. He tiptoed his fingers down to his belt and leaned in. "Get ready devil." He kissed him deeply before ripped his shirt opened. --- Ben couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You....want to be friends? I...." He stood and held out a hand. "We accept your apology. In return, maybe you could tell us more about our culture?" Jean chimed in, "If it helps there is always adoption. There are plenty of children here who need a parent. We could discuss that later. I understand you want to learn more of what Shezmu knows." "Thank you Jean. That's a nice idea." Jean smiled and clapped, "Perfect! You did a great job, Shezmu. Now, do you guys need anything else from me? Or should I leave you three to your discussion?"

Ophelia laughed at the tickles. Sara nodded, "Would it be alright if I made one of the rooms for Ophelia? Perhaps you could help me in renovating it. I'd love to enjoy some quality time with another mother. You could teach me what you know." --- Death sat on his throne, "It's only natural as well that they would keep secrets. These children have been through so much. No one should have to suffer like they did. I must let them know me." He thought for a moment then turned to Azrael, "What do parents do with their children? Are they any activities that may bring us closer?" --- Raven shook his head, "I would have probably done something stupid by myself. Between the both of us, I don't think we had any bright ideas." He began mopping throughout the hall. "I'm as much to blame. I still can't seem to trust Father. I keep thinking about how I got here and I still feel like I need to keep my guard up." --- Samson chuckled, "Playing coy, are you? Well, if I must explain, it will be sexual. Nothing romantic for I see no use in love. Only power. And a little bit of pleasure every now and then." He caressed his cheek. "How about you keep that blood on you? I like it. Perfect for the bedroom." --- Jean's eyes widened, "Blood Gods can't give birth?!" He took a moment to recollect himself. "Uh I mean..." He cleared his throat, "I'm glad you told me. I appreciate your courage and willingness to improve. Follow me. We'll go back to their room and make things right." Once the two would appear in front of the door, Jean would knock. "Hello? Ben? Jessica? It's Jean. I understand that you and Shezmu got off on the wrong foot. I came here with him to explain everything. Can you please open the door?" The door opened. Ben stood there with recent tears and memories of dry ones. He only glared. Jean smiled, "May we come in?" Ben glanced at Shezmu before nodding. Allowing them inside because Jean was there. He had more trust in him. Jean gently floated down. Standing on his feet. "Now, I understand that you two received some unfortunate news. I'm sorry to hear that. I wished I had known too but that is why Shezmu is here. We might have met in stressful circumstances. However, he is a kind strong and thoughtful person. He may not know modern socials but he genuinely wants to help." Ben replied, "That all sounds nice but I want to hear it from him. An actual apology." Jean turned to Shezmu and gave him a thumbs up. Letting him take the lead.