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- I am a fantasy lover all the way. I'm willing to try new things though. My favorite types are medieval plots, forbidden romances, and plots with a lot of action. (My favorites are Slave X Master, Royalty meets Commoner, Kidnapper X Captive, overall just forbidden romance that's included in most plots I have set up^^)
Seveline Winced a little, hating that this was how everything ended up. "If it were not for your Lukas, he would still be alive, each person is responsible for their actions yes, but the leader is responsible for them all." This got to her and snapped her out of her shock and sorrow. This was her fault; Lukas wasn't the leader, he was ranked below her. He was just around the other slayers to save her the trouble. And she hadn't been here to save him from this fate. Tears stung her eyes again. Her lips parted for her to speak, but she choked on her words. "I can make the pain stop, Seveline, I can help you forget if you want...Me and my clan will leave tonight, if that's what you wish. I can also resurrect him, but he wont be the same." "No." The response was instant on the last offer. "Lukas would hate himself if he ended up a vampire. He was like me, he didn't want any innocent lives lost. But vampires cannot control their thirst if they refuse to drink. He will not feed, no matter what I do. I'd be forced to kill him again with my own hands." The pain was obvious in her voice, her throat sore and hurting from her sobbing earlier. She barely caught what was said last, in italian, as Vincent left. For a moment, she stayed where she was; Lukas's head cradled in her lap. He would deserve a burial... but not with the others, not in the graveyard. He had once told her of a spot on the edge of the forest where they would sit and watch the sky when they were younger. That was the happiest memory she had left of him. That would be where she would bury him.
But not now. Right now, she had to set something straight. Seveline got to her feet and stepped out of the alley, trying to figure out which way Vincent had gone. Thinking she had seen him, she ran off in that direction. If he and his clan left, nothing would keep the rogues back. It really would be war. He and his family were the only ones standing between this village and a full out bloodbath. Soon enough, as he and his clan were heading into the forest, Sev caught up. "Wait!" Her gaze searched for Vincent, hoping he had not been the first to leave. But, luckily, he was still nearby. She walked fearlessly over to him, knowing he wouldn't let the rest of his clan attack her... or at least, that's what she thought. "Don't leave. Please. I know this is pathetic, a slayer begging for something for once from the enemy, but... we don't have to be enemies. You and I can try to figure this out, keep your clan away from the slayers and the slayers away from you. But if you leave, all the peace, or somewhat peace, you and your family has brought this village would have been for nothing. This battle is not something we slayers will be able to handle alone." She paused for a moment. "And I know I can get the rest to follow. Because I am their leader, not Lukas." This was an attack waiting to happen, but she didn't care. She just needed to know that Vincent knew his wrong in killing Lukas; she should have been the one killed for letting the rookie come into the forest. It had been her duty, Lukas had been a link between her and the rest of the slayers in the area.
"Please, Vincent. This village needs vampires like you, like all of you."
But not now. Right now, she had to set something straight. Seveline got to her feet and stepped out of the alley, trying to figure out which way Vincent had gone. Thinking she had seen him, she ran off in that direction. If he and his clan left, nothing would keep the rogues back. It really would be war. He and his family were the only ones standing between this village and a full out bloodbath. Soon enough, as he and his clan were heading into the forest, Sev caught up. "Wait!" Her gaze searched for Vincent, hoping he had not been the first to leave. But, luckily, he was still nearby. She walked fearlessly over to him, knowing he wouldn't let the rest of his clan attack her... or at least, that's what she thought. "Don't leave. Please. I know this is pathetic, a slayer begging for something for once from the enemy, but... we don't have to be enemies. You and I can try to figure this out, keep your clan away from the slayers and the slayers away from you. But if you leave, all the peace, or somewhat peace, you and your family has brought this village would have been for nothing. This battle is not something we slayers will be able to handle alone." She paused for a moment. "And I know I can get the rest to follow. Because I am their leader, not Lukas." This was an attack waiting to happen, but she didn't care. She just needed to know that Vincent knew his wrong in killing Lukas; she should have been the one killed for letting the rookie come into the forest. It had been her duty, Lukas had been a link between her and the rest of the slayers in the area.
"Please, Vincent. This village needs vampires like you, like all of you."