Name:
Nikolass Skrakth.
Age:
Roughly around 100, but looks about 18
Gender:
Male
Species:
Demon Neko
Personality:
Sexual Orientation:(I am curious...)
He's staright as a board.
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Things that get you brownie points but you don't have to do them---
Short Story/Art/Poem:(only pick one or two to do if you decide to do them)
I shall make a small story, and maybe add to it. C:
Demon and hunterI had hated hunting. I didn't mind the killing, for that was what I'd been created to do. It was that I hated seeng those that I had to take away look at me. The looks in thier pitiful eyes when they realized my intentions a second too late... I tried not to think about it too much. But I wasn't just any demon. I needed not only blood, but the fear. I need the fear like a dictator needs power, except I needed it live. I'd met some challengers, but they'd all fallen prey to my mind games, and ended up only feeding me and my maker.
Until I met her.
I can remember it like it wa yesterday...
I glanced around, seeing a sleeping form laying the alleyway. Easy target, I thought to myself. I approched confidently, while still trying to sound human. "Hello, May I help you?" I purred softly, kneeling down. THe person made no movement, and I frowned in annoyance. Then, the scent hit me. This was no human... This was a vampire. And from the black hole near his heart, a dead one. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck begin to rise, and I straightened up stiffly. Something wasn't right in this... I turned my head to look down the aley in time to see a shadow dissappear. I felt my dead heart beat quicken, and I followed it. The alley was a dead end, but there was niether scent, nor sight of anyone. I shrugged, about to turn away. That's when all hell broke loose. Bottles fell from the roof, lit with fire. I heard a laugh, and snarled as I raced for the fire escape. I grabed hold of it, barely managing to dodge a lit bottle. The stench of gasoline hit my nose, and I coughed as I raced up the steps to the roof. Fire was lighting up all over, and in the midst of it, I saw her. She was... gorgeous. She had flaming red hair with blonde, black, and dark brown highlights, and even through the smoke, I could see her sharp emerald eyes. They glistened, and I almost backed up as I saw the malicious intent in them. She was so beautfiul, her body musuclar and made for flexibility. She laughed teasingly at me, resting a gloved hand on her hip. "Come an' get me, big boy. " She taunted, winking flirtaciously at me. I snarled loudly, and began to walk towards her. This female was pushing her limits... She stood the same way until our foreheads touched, and I looked deep into her eyes with my own burning red ones. "Do not, I repeat, Do not threaten me." I hissed, watching as she flinched as my breath slid over her face. But, her lips pulled back to reveal a sneer that was worhty of a man. "Does this count as threatening?" She breath, laying her hands on my chest. I rasied an eyebrow, questioning her. But suddenly, I found myself flat on my back with a knife plunged deep into my shoulder. I hissed angrily, leaping to my feet. She blew me a kiss, and readied herself for my atttack. I lept at her, throwing her smaller body against the ground as I tried to pin her. She rolled suddenly, taking me with her. I, disoriented and confused, ended up n the bottom, my head hanging over road a thousand feet away. I swallowed, knowing she was going to throw me over. She was laying ontop of me, grinnign down at me. "So, Still think I'm not capable?" She said, poking my nose. I hissed in disgust, watching her pull out her knife. The onyx knife. I felt a shiver run up my spine, as that knife meant death to me. She glanced down at me, and caught my reprochful glare. She held it for a moment, before sliding it to the back of my neck and pulling my head close to hers. "You and I, we're evenly matched. Rivals. And I have no itention of killing you on your first try. But let this be a reminder to you that I can kill you, and may even get the honor someday." She hissed in my ear, her breath hot against my neck. I growled as I felt the knife make a small cut, but was thankful that it didn't do worse. She then lept up, and began to walk away. I smirked, crouching for a moment before leaping at her and wrapping her tightly in my grasp. One arm securly heald her waist and arms, the other was over her mouth. I trailed my canines along her neck, feeling her shudder. " And I will wait for you, my lady. " I hissed, relaeasing her. She walked into the smoke, and I knew I'd see her again. Theme song:(does not count as one of the above if you do it so you could do this and 2 of the above)
Headstrong by TraptHero by Skillet
