ash. & wretched.

[Helmuth]

{{ Yay! Knee Andy, knee Andy! 'Cause Kellin's cooler. xDD Jk. }}

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Everything was foggy. Things seemed out of order, colliding into one another. And oh, my head... I slowly sat up, shaking hands reaching up to touch my buzz cut. It felt slick with blood. Had the two dropped me on the head? By the pain, it seemed very likely... or I was going nuts, which also seemed likely. I blinked my eyes open a few times and slowly, the blurry room came into focus. I was... in a bathroom? I looked down at the tile. Definitely bathroom tile. I smacked my crusty lips, for a moment pausing to gaze at my surroundings. It was a large bathroom, with a green bathtub to my right and the toilet in front of me. I slowly stood, wobbling a moment in my boots, but then reached into my jacket. I felt around. But there was no pistol. Great. I looked into the mirror, then bent down, turned on the sink and splashed my face with cool water. I shivered, wiping away the dampness. Then I reached out and opened the door. Now, where was Veronica? I vaguely remembered her face in a hotel. Back where I had been. Where was I now? Everything made my head hurt, taking into account that the sun was beginning to rise. I was facing north, and peeking out the window, I knew I was in the middle of nowhere. If I had only been back in Afghanistan, not trying to be kidnapped--
A scream outside. I rushed down the stairs, looking wildly in every direction. That's when I spotted it. Or... actually, him. A ghostly looking man, staring up at me from the bottom of the stairs. I raced down, right as a battle-like cry rose in my hoarse throat, and kicked the man aside. But he was back on his feet in a split second. I shoved my way out the door, feeling eyes on me, and I gasped for breath, looking around in the dampness of the yard. Clouds of my breath shown in front of my face. "Veronica!" I shouted, cupping hands over my mouth. And for a moment, I realized something: I might lose her, again. For the first time having her back, I was going to lose her.

[kopus]

[ No, actually Kellin is cooler but secretly I did not say that. xD

[xstarbabe]

~{ ha xD they're both awesome, to me.
Sorry this took so long, I wasn't sure what to post,
and my parents have a habit of dragging me with them everywhere.
This is yet another power play post, sorry! It seems to be
to much..I think. If you don't like it/ it's not easy to respond to,
it will be edited.

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To a human, I'm sure this would be very painful. I can tell by the way she fought. I mean it did hurt I guess, but not that bad. It's a weird kind of hurt, like what I imagine a really weak guy hits like. Although hurt isn't the correct word for it. It doesn't. I let out a harsh breath, propping myself up on my elbows. She was gone again, running as far away as possible. I didn't think she'd just stand there and settle with what I said. I knew she'd fight back. Light slowly began flooding the woods. My attention turned up to the sun, barely coming up. Cursing fate, I sat straight; careful not to touch sunlight. I know I need to leave but I can't. Not yet. I can't let her go just yet. My hate ignited something. Everything burned into a pit of flame. Standing up, I barely hesitated to run after her. I'm surprised by her choice of direction. Just as I caught up to her, I wrapped an arm around her waist and yanked her backwards and towards me, then pulled her down. Having her pinned now, I ultimately straddled her waist. With my hands holding her wrists, I leaned in, "You know, I might reconsider letting you leave," I whispered, very close to the mark I left on her neck. Blood poured out of the wound intensely, tempting me.. Even though I had quenched my thrist, my craving never stopped. Her blood was well worth it. My mind was simply running on automatic; the need to have more and more until I felt truly fulfilled. Even if it meant taking to much. My lips touched the puncture wound, beginning to clean up all the excess blood. I was well aware of what I was doing, I didn't take anymore, just cleaned around it. My intentions were to keep her alive for further use. Losing as much blood as she did, she could be weak by now. Probably not. Raising an eyebrow, I sat up and looked back over my shoulder abruptly. Something I'm sure she didn't hear. A voice echoed through the forest, very faint but I heard it. The hell..My icy blue eyes narrowed. I took her hand in mine and got up swiftly, gently pulling her to stand. One of the leeches got out? Of course. Possibly coming after Veronica then. A slight feeling of protectiveness washed over me. The sun started to get brighter, without thinking, I started running; pulling Veronica along. Reaching the castle, I slowed to walk. Despite having been running at almost top speed, I wasn't at all breathless. Her on the other hand, I practically had to hold her so she wouldn't fall over getting here. "Touch me again and i'll hurt you," I growled softly, glancing up at the windows. Pausing for a few short moments. I looked down, "Tell me something. How many times have I tried to kill you?" It seemed like fifty to me. It's getting old. I'm getting tired of it. "Forget it," I came to a stop a little off to the side of the castle. The voice I heard filling the silence, her name was being called over and over. My edginess died, no vampires, just..Stalker Kellin, who seemed slightly confused. Hm. Ignoring him, I led her up to the front door, only to come face to face with one of them. I assume he came after Mr. Quinn over there. His eyes shot straight to Veronica, as if setting target. My free hand went up, digging my fingers into its neck. Gripping his neck, I led her into the living room and sat her on the couch. "Stay here." Knowing Kellin possibly followed, undoubtably, I told him to stay with her, incase anymore of them showed up. Not that I really expect him to win a fight against one. I'll know if he screams. Dragging the vampire after me, I went into one of the bathrooms. The guy kept hissing, scratching at my arms and what not. My hold on it's neck tightened, fingers digging into it until it fell limp. I found a first aid thing and returned to Veronica. As I dug through it, I pondered staying here. I need her alive, but there's too many of them. If I were to go upstairs to possibly kill them ( which clearly won't happen ) and leave Veronica alone with the stalker, he'd take her away. I don't doubt that. I know what he'd to, and I'm absolutely positive he'll try to fight with me in a few minutes. With the thirst I have left over; I'm counting on it. Stomping my boot down lightly, I pressed a bandage to her wound and grabbed her hand before pressing it over the bandage."Hold it." I did stop most of the bleeding back in the woods, but it was still going. Not as much anymore. Absently throwing the first aid on the couch, I grabbed my keys, then her free hand. I went to the garage. Out of all the classic cars my father kept here, I needed mine. Even though it didn't have a lot of gasoline left in it. It's faster. And that's what I want. I opened her door, and sat her inside. My breath held for awhile, I grabbed some keys from the wall and tossed them to the stalker. "Take the red Chevelle. Leave." I got in my car with her, and pulled out of the garage. I drove back to the road. All that was on my mind was home, not here, home.

[Helmuth]

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I wildly looked around, sweat and blood running into my eyes. I reached up and swiped at my forehead, attempting to clear the murkiness. All I saw around was trees. Pines, oaks. Everywhere. Where was her voice coming from? But now looking back at the pale man, staring there, seething at me, I realized it was best not to scream her name. It would get their attention, of there was any ‘they’ here. As soon as I was running to the wood line, I stopped abruptly, because here she was with Mr. Tall Dark and Mysterious. Great. Just another throat to slit… and speaking of throats, I saw the blood then, on her. I looked angrily at Mr. Tall Dark. “What did you do to her?” I snarled, but too soon we were being rushed forward and inside and then out again, before I even got the chance to—
“Who do you think you are, shoving my lil sister around like she’s no more than your cry-baby rag doll?” I demanded. “’Cause the way I see it, I’m the only responsible logical one here. And if—“ but then again, we were being ushered out.
I caught the keys in mid air, but threw them back at the guy, giving him the Big Brother Look. Of course, the keys fell to the ground with a sad jingle. I didn’t dare take my eyes from Veronica. She was truly here, in the flesh! The last time I had seen her… she had been all but a hollowed out skeleton, sunken eyes a pit of sorrow. When I had left her. After Mom.
I swiped at the blood above my brow, clearing the murkiness in my eyes. I went over and, finding the keys, allowed the motorcycle roar to life. I wasn’t sure as to where we were going, or where we currently were… or why we were here. I glared as the car sped off in the distance. “Boy,” I muttered as I kicked at the kick-stand. “I’m gonna kill you with my gun… when I get my gun back… and then I’m gonna put you in the trunk of my car… when I get that back… and then—“ I went off into the Five Ways to Kill the Boyfriend. And they were all seeming pretty dang intriguing by now.

[kopus]

I feel really bad for Veronica right now. She is like in so much shock that I feel bad for her. I'll try to get this more interesting soon.

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I was actually getting away from him, I was free and running and then ... I had thought I tripped again but no, I was pulled backward and thrown on the ground against. I wheezed, hoping to catch my breath. I squirmed under his grip, trying to get him off of me. It was useless by I wasn't going to give up so easily. Well, actually, I could get in my bed right now and fall asleep easily, but I wasn't there and it wasn't the time for it. "Get off of me!" I shrieked, trying to scratch his hands on top of mine. "Let me go!" I tried kneeing him in the "place where it counts" but I was so pinned down and tired I couldn't. I started to whimper again, my teeth chattering and my jaw trembling. Every inch he got closer to me, every time I could feel his breath fluttered against my neck, I was trying to scream, kick, fight but I couldn't. I tried cried and cried as hard as I could not even knowing myself. Normally, I would of probably killed him ... this ... thing ... but I just couldn't, I was weak and I was done with it.

I fought back just as I was being pulled up to a standing position with him, his hand grasping mine tightly, making me want to cry more and more but I didn't. I controlled myself and cleared my foggy eyes of my warm tears. But before I could take my hand from his, he was running and pulling me along hard with him. I was groaning and screaming a little by the pain all over my body, and my wet hair slapping me against the back and the side of my face and the under dress getting caught on rocks and twigs and -- we were stopped again and I was looking back at the castle again. I sniffed a little and followed along with him. I was completely out of breath and just wanted to stop and sleep but he was tugging me along with him to the scariest place I'd ever been and I didn't want to be back here. "I want to go home ... I want to go home ... please, please ..." I cried out, my voice breaking making me choke on the rest of my words. I didn't listened what he said because I really didn't care and I wasn't interested by now. And then, I was being pushed in front of the door and ... I wanted to scream but I had no more energy and what was he doing?

But then I realized that these things here ... him ... they weren't human at all. They were dead and pale and freaking and -- then I was shoved inside and onto the couch. I was gasping for a breath, sitting straight with my hands in my lap, looking straight ahead. I tried to ignore all the nasty screams and cries and hissing and clatter upstairs. Warm tears slowly ran down my face and off my cheeks, hitting the under dress I wore. I sniffed a few times, then turned to see him again and abruptly slapping a big bandage on my neck and putting my hand to it. I was in so much shock, I just did what I was told. I held it to my neck with my shaking limp hands, still staring ahead of me and letting tears fall. Then we were on the move again and I was following him like his own personal pet who did everything he asked. I got in the car really without thinking and sat in my seat. A dog rolled onto my lap suddenly, making me jump and squirm and freak out a little. My entire body was shaking and a scary mutt wasn't helping it. I tried scooting it off of my lap, but it wouldn't work. I was so weak and the dog seemed to weigh so much or .... I just couldn't. The dog started growling and I shook more and more, crying even harder.

[xstarbabe]

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Once at the end of the path, I turned left and sped up. At this point, I have no idea where I plan on going anymore, I don't care. I just want to be far away. I glanced over at her, sighing in fake empathy. "I know you want to go back, but we can't. Look how far we've come already." I said simply. "However, I do recall you telling me you never wanted to go back. Isn't that correct?" But this was before she realized I happen to be mental, impulsive and sadistic. I nearly snickered. How long could I have postponed it anyway? It was bound to happen sooner or later. I don't have the slightest regret on it. I'm satisfied. I ran my tongue over my lips; her blood was faint. My fangs hadn't retracted since we left the woods, pleading me to eat. I want more, but I've already taken to much. I need her alive if I am going to keep her. Although i've never kept a personal blood bank before, I never thought about it in fact. It would be a good thing for awhile. I do remember all the rules about keeping one. Which happen to be very stupid, and a little disappointing. If it weren't for the taste, then she'd be dead. Like all the other ones. I rarely left anyone alive to see the after effects. It was amusing to watch. Her movements were really..slow and she looked so weak. In honesty, I like seeing her like this. It amuses me, also puts us on the same page. We're even. No matter how much stronger her blood was, I still smelt the dog's in here..It's gross. Speaking of which, "By the way, I set Rambo free. But don't worry," I half smiled, glancing back. "-if you want him back I'm sure your so called stalker, slash brother will find him." Which reminds me, I gave him the keys to the car. Not the motorcycle. I don't know how he'll take the dog- A breath sucked in through my teeth in surprise. Where'd the mutt come from? I noticed I ask this a lot now..It was something my mind pondered over. Clearly confusing. I pulled it off her and pushed it into the back, ignoring the growls. "Never mind." By now, the sun was already up. And it hurts me I have to admit. Although I could just about stand five hours in the sunlight before my skin begins to burn and all. I raised the volume a little, more to drown out her crying. Why hasn't she gone unconscious yet? God. I never intended on hurting her, until two days ago that is. It's all hate. Leaning back, I exhaled and lowered the windows some. I tapped the side of my finger against the rear view mirror. Soon enough, a small town showed up. I took the exit to a gas station and parked the car. A soft breath escaped my lungs, I crossed my arms over the steering wheel and rested my head on it, while looking at her. "You wanna go? Go. Get out of my car. Just remember not a lot of people pick anyone up anymore. Especially ones with blood allover them. We're very far from home. Your not near death, but very weak. And you know what that means. No defending yourself. You and I both know that." I turned the car off, taking the keys from the ignition. "Or, you could stay. I don't care." I'm only saying it so she can't say I didn't let her leave. I don't really expect her to go away, by the looks of things. "We'll go back eventually. But you should really..change. The blood is starting to get dry. And you're all wet. I can't have you get sick and die." What use would that be then? I will take care of her, but it's going to be for my benefit. Not hers. "I'll get you something else to wear in a minute. I'll be back." Vampires didn't usually drink anything but blood of course. However, energy drinks and alcohol help with thirst. I'd like both, but instead bought whatever energy one, then grabbed something for Veronica. Standing in line, I noticed the tv was talking about the 'bodies drained of blood', a few more had been found. Back around the hotel we were in. I know I should just stay low while this passes. Yeah right. I handed the girl behind the register my debit card, listening to the names of each person. I hardly recognize them. They're calling it another animal attack and it will always be labeled as just an animal attack. She pushed the bag towards me. "Here, have a nice day." Simply half smiling, I took the bag and went back out. While the car filled up, I leaned back against it. Different things stuck to my mind, I looked down at my fingers, chipping the black nail polish away with my pointer finger. When the car was done, I got in and turned it on. "So? Leave or stay?" I asked, looking her over."I think I might know how to give you some energy back. Do you want that?"

[kopus]

Lamest post ever, sooo sorry.

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The lights were bright and I was daring to pull away but I couldn't. Couldn't even move. I blinked, hoping it would all disappear and I'd be back home in my bed and even watching some old Disney cartoons on the tv. But no. This wasn't going to happen, not now, and probably not ever again. I blinked away a tear, letting it's warmth run down my cheek, chin, and hit my hands that were placed in my lap shaking uncontrollably. I sniffed in a breath and turned my head around once he returned. He gripped a brown paper bag in his freakishly pale hands and it made me shiver, thinking, just thinking about him and what he was. I cleared my foggy teared eyes and looked up at him. In that moment he didn't seem so freaky or horrifying like in the woods earlier. I swallowed hard, just daring myself to answer him ... I grabbed the bag, not snatching but gently taking it. The weight tugged my hands down a little but I gathered the last bits of strength left in. I turned the bag side ways, letting the contents slid out and onto my lap neatly. I scanned the bottles, eying out a Monster energy drink and a yellowish thick liquid in the other bottle. I stared down at them helplessly, trying to decide. Sure, in good times I would of gone for a Monster drink but right now ... yeah. I wasn't a big drinker, and I could even hardly remember a time I did take a drink, but before I knew it I was taking a long swig of the drink and cringing ever so slightly. I pulled the bottle away, not saying anything or doing anything drastic, but looking over at him. Yeah, bad choice. He was totally trying to get me drunk, wasn't he? But then, I was taking another long pull and then another and so on. Ooh dear.

[xstarbabe]

~{ kind of stupid and very short, but it's all I could think of at the moment.
And I might have an idea of what should happen/ to calm things down.

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"Well your not gonna be any fun today." I slumped back in my seat, watching her movements closely. I'm getting really annoyed at how slow she's being. With a deep breath out, I began driving. After around a hour into the road, I looked at her again. I could hear her heartbeat start slowing down. Her breaths were faint, becoming shallow. Dammit. Cussing softly, I moved her hair from her neck gently. Dry blood stained down it, onto her shoulder. The puncture wound was already healed. Kind of. She was cold to the touch, freezing. I had forgotten how bad she was still soaked. I looked at her face again, my lips pressing together in a thin line. I really should just let her die... Without thinking, I grabbed a water bottle from the bag and emptied it through the window. I'm gonna regret this. My fangs extended and pierced my wrist. Just the scent of my blood annoys me, for that reason I find this so disgusting. The thought alone made my head hurt. Putting the new wound over the bottle, her hand caught my eye. She grabbed the bag, ever so slowly. I watched her actions for a moment, and then,"What..are you doing?" In less than a minute, half the bottle was done. So much for that. I slowly took it from her hands before she finished the rest. "There's another water bottle in there if you want that, just don't," I cut short, setting the half done whiskey in the back with the dog."-drink the Monster. That's not what I mean by 'giving your energy back.' " I really don't know how bad the alcohol will affect her. For all I know, her body will reject it soon. I barely filled the water bottle with blood before my wound closed. My nose scrunched up in disgust as it swished around in the bottle. I put it in the cup holder and pulled over. First things first, I reached into the back, grabbed one of the bags I packed, sitting up. I dug through it, not sure what I could give her. I grabbed a AC/DC shirt, then simple black jeans and handed them to her. "I have no clue if that will fit..Or if you even wanna change." I shrugged, "I could get out and you could change in here, or behind a tree or something." Though it's not like I haven't seen her already. "And if you do decide to leave, like right now. I am not coming back for you. Just saying.." I took the keys from the ignition and got out anyway.

[kopus]

It's a good post actually, and I need to know how we can calm things down because I think I just spiked it again. :P

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Even though I was a little busy drinking, I still noticed what he had done. What was he planning to do? I was already gagging on the taste of the whiskey and I was sure I'd throw up any second so I tried not to think about what maybe he had in mind. I kept my gaze on my hands and lap, focusing hard on them so I wouldn't look over at Andy and have a complete break down and go fully insane about thinking, just thinking that I was inside a car, only about a foot across … from a … vampire. Not even just a vampire, but a crazy, psycho guy. I was trying to keep it together, trying not to think about it all but every part of me was just dying to kick open my door and split. Though, if he was crazy and so ... killerish ... he'd try to murder me. I swallowed the forming knot in my throat, trying to keep it down along with my tears.

I was shaking again I noticed, by how fast my hands were moving. I didn't look up with I took the clothes from him, just grabbed them and set them in my lap, examining them like they were so important but actually I was just trying to keep my thoughts away from my was really happening. "AC/DC?" I sniffed, not cracking the slightest smile. "The band is about lame as Andy Sixx." I wadded the shirt up in my fists, along with the pants and reached for the door handle. The moment I have been waiting for forever ... But then, Andy got out and I was left in the car. Seriously? He expects me to change in here? No, he's just making sure I won't take a run for it.

I heard what he said but I wasn't buying that he'd let me go. It was bull. He was just testing me, to see if I was a threat or something. He wouldn't ever let me go, not now, not after everything I've been. And actually, I'm smart enough to run to the cops unlike Bella Swan because she had the hots for Edward. Sick. I'd rather die than like him. I clutched my belly then, feeling the swirly feeling of nausea. I scrunched up my nose and before I could control it I was throwing up all over Andy's windshield. He deserves it. Of course I knew it would happen but it was a little unexpected then. I spit the nasty taste of vomit out of my mouth, gagging terribly. I swear from now on that I will never touch alcohol in the rest of my life time. I turned away, pulling the door handle and letting the cool air flow over my face. I had already wiped off my mouth but it still felt like there some on me; which there probably was.

I looked behind me at Andy standing there and I didn't even look for his expression on his face. I was very thankful we were a beside a park. I walked a little across the street and behind a large oak, undressing myself. I slipped the wet under dress off and tossed it on the grassy ground. I roughly pulled the jeans on, zipping and buttoning them and then pulling the shirt over my head and tugging it down over my belly. It was baggy but I liked baggy. Now, I thought, looking through the darkness in front of me. It was time to run.

[xstarbabe]

~{ super short, sorry. Next one should be better.

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You'd think by now I'd be used to her irritating demeanor. Being stuck with her for like, the rest of this... Road trip, I hate it. To top it off, her annoying attitude is back. I groaned. "You were so much more fun when you were almost dead." Shutting the door, I kinda caught what she said. My eyes rolled halfway. I smirked down at her, "And I care because?" I whispered softly, usual sarcasm in my tone. When I closed the door, the slight slam echoed like a gun shot. It being so quiet here; the street completely empty, I couldn't hear anything else. I went away from the car, staring at the abandoned looking street and just everything around it. I've seen it so many times on my way to and from Ohio. A little after a while of me getting out, I heard her open the door, close it. Then run off across the street and hide behind a large tree. I sighed, pushing my hair from my face, it sliding back over my eyes. The gravel crunched under my boots as I made my way back to the car, and stopped beside it. Absent mindedly kicking the tire slightly, I noticed her mess. Well there's the whiskey, allover the passenger side of the windshield. Told you. I swear she's exactly like a little kid. I opened the door, and went to the trunk, grabbing a simple cloth. If the mutt didn't smell so disgusting then I'd clean this off with him. Bad enough. I threw the towel outside and sat down, letting the dog jump into the front seat. "Have fun running in the dark Veronica." I turned the car on."I'll just hang out with your dog for awhile. Till I get hungry again." After all, you two are very much alike.