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Alexander

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« on: September 08, 2007, 08:11:20 PM »
Alexander was silently contemplating his next move on the ethereal chessboard that he was playing with Darius.  Both of them were asleep in the demon realm having finished a job for Antonio Baalson.  Alexander moved his rook from position A1 to position A6 killing Darius' bishop in a brutal move leaving his queen defenseless from his knights.  As he was waiting for Darius to make a move in response, he felt something odd in his inner being.  It was as if something had just been cut off, or had died.  Alexander immediately extended his mental feelings across the waves of chaos.  He then felt his over half had registered dead to his mental calls and yet she was still there barely.  Alexander knew he would have to investigate this immediately.  Damn the path of Chaos, he thought.  Alexander followed the path of Chaos, and left his emotions functioning.  Darius had always told him that would be his demise one day.  Alexander called to his blood as his body started to awaken once more.  How he hated to wake up from sleep.  Alexander was thinking that Alexa better not be pulling a joke on him to wake him out of sleep.  Alexander hated waking up and whats more if Alexander rose Darius would too seeing how they were linked by Antonio.  Damn that Fallen Angel for soul binding them together like this.  Alexander knew he hated to wake up but also knew when Darius woke up he would be in just as foul as a mood as he was.  Alexa better be in trouble cause with both Alexander and Darius awake it would mean her death if this were a joke.  

Alexander rose from his sleeping spot on a luxurious bed of fine crystal.  The entire bed was of solid black lead crystal and onyx.  Alexander looked across the way to Darius still asleep on his bed of pure gold and black leather.  Always the twisted one of the two, but eh that was life for the demonic.  Alexander stood up scratching his balls and then stretched popping a crick out of his neck.  Every muscle in his body clenched and then released as he stood there silently.  Perhaps his brother would not wake up this time.  The chances were as unlikely as running into Kain himself.  Alexander knew Darius would awaken within a years time if not sooner.  Alexander adjusted his dark mage robes as the ancient demonic vampire put on his face plate.  Alexander's eyes glowed red as he summoned a portal from the demon realm to the mortal realm.  A portal opened as it was called and the gateway led to Serenade.  Alexander walked through the portal as he was transported from the 7th level of Hell to the mortal plane at Serenade.  

Alexander walked around the grounds seeking out any clue that would explain this sudden disappearance of Alexa.  The house was empty as his senses told him no one of his kindred existence was there.  Alexander called to Auspex lvl 2 Aura Perception and looked at the massive house that sat there.  There were no aura's in the house at all.  Strange Alexander thought to himself, this is entirely unlike her.  Alexa normally had servants and people working all the time, but it was as if the house was abandoned.  Then, he caught it, a faint aura of blue and red in the garden maze.  Alexander using his abilities called on Celerity lvl 1 and took off like a blur through the maze till he reached the point of the strange aura.  There in front of him laid Alexa's blade, a rose bush that was severed in half, and the remains of what appeared to be demonic residue of a portal?  The aura of the burn marks in the ground from where the portal had been, showed of massive demonic power.  Such marks Alexander was familiar with.  It was the marks of a demon lord or a being with vast power.  

Alexander stood there for a minute and wondered.  How did Alexa get herself involved with a demon lord.  Last he checked, his wife was a Ventrue not an infernalist or a Baa'li.  Even though Darius' blood flowed in her veins, not once had she shown any knowledge of infernalism.  Perhaps she tried to follow him down the path of infernalism and the devil she made the deal with double crossed her.  Though it was unlikely, Alexa never desired that kind of power.  Well, if that were not the case, what else could it be?  Perhaps her original sire lived?  Alexander could see her answering the call of her sire, or perhaps she was summoned.  Though if she were summoned on the mortal plane it would not have awoken him like that.  

Alexander picked up Alexa's blade and stood there for a moment.  He needed to know what was going on and needed to know now.  Calling to his darkest powers Alexander calls on Dark Thaumaturgy, Path of Secret Knowledge, level 4 Dark Prophecy.  Holding the sword in hand he sees into the events that stood around it and future events top come of the darkest proportions.  The mental image becomes quite clear as he sees Alexa dancing in a tavern with a strange woman as her lover.  There is also a man there of immense power, and someone falling lifeless to the ground at the hands of another.  Alexander shakes his head as the vision clears from his head.  He loved that Path Antonio granted him but things always looked
so dark.  

Alexander examined the portal and knew it had to have come from Hell itself.  Question was, what level of Hell and where in that plane was his other half Alexa.  Though at this point, Alexander was beginning to wonder if searching for her was even worth his time.  Sleep still called to him and he only lived for 3 things in his existence: To destroy and wreak chaos on all, To gather souls for the one who possessed his soul, and to eventually destroy the world in the most chaotic way imaginable.  It was getting to the point he cared little for the Ventrue he had married.  The soul bond they had was all but gone since his soul was possessed by Antonio Baalson.  Quite frankly, Alexander didn't give a damn if she perished.  However, he was pissed that he was awakened and that right there was enough reason to find her.  If she wasn't already dead when he found her....she would be......

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« Reply #1 on: September 10, 2007, 04:52:04 PM »
He came to consciousness slowly, the powerful blood starting to flow through his ancient body . Like living marble the fingers of his hands closed into fists, only then did his eyes snap open, the orbs a blazing red. This was not from anger, that emotion with all the rest had left him many centuries ago. He was now what his master wished him to be, a ruthless killing machine. He would destroy any and all that got in the way of him completing what task he was set upon

Slowly he turned his head, the ligaments and tendons resisting the movement after stationary for so long. He looked towards his brother's bed and saw that he was gone from it, well that explained what had awoken him and his brother would have much to answer for  for doing so.

He turned his head back and slowly rose from his bed, his 7' 11" frame rising to it's full height. Absently raising his hand he called forth his daemon sword, forged many centuries before hy him to his hand, he then slipped it into the sheath hanging on his belt

He closed his eyes for a moment concentrating on the link that existed between his brother and him, to see where he had disappeared to. A slight raise of one brow was his only reaction when he had deduced where his brother was. He truly saw no reason why his brother should want to return to the home of Alexandra. Ahh well his brother was always a bit strange and emotional, at least to his reckoning.

Raising his right hand he made a small movement  with it, the air in front of him rippling as it is split asunder by the formation of a portal. Without a look backwards he stepped through the portal leaving the demon realm where he had ensconced Alexander and himself. A mere second later there is a concussion as he emerges within Serenade.With no qualms at all he turns to the left moving towards his brother. When he emerged into the open air he moved towards the maze where he knew his brother to be. The pale light of the moon and star above falling upon him made his hair seem as if blood flowed from his head and halfway down his back.

When he reached his brother he noted absently that he held Alexa's sword in his hand but did not really care about this detail, He had other matters to discuss with his brother.

"Why have you awakened and pulled me from my slumber? Our master had not called upon us, I would know. Explain yourself Alexander for you know I do not like this world." Even as he spoke he pulled on one of the powers Antonio had taught him, his very voice vibrating with the Path of Pain.

He fell silent then and awaited his brother's response. His hands ached to throttle his brother for having caused him to rise, but their master, knowing the tendencies of their kind, had long ago made sure such a thing was a bad idea. So he simply stood there and awaited his brother's excuse While he waited he absently sniffed the air, his senses kicking into high alert as he detected the smell of the demon realm here where it had never been. Within his mind he reassessed a few things. Perhaps, only perhaps, this might be of some vague interest to him.

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« Reply #2 on: September 11, 2007, 08:15:08 PM »
Alexander stood there contemplating what needed to be done next.  His brother had awakened and appeared as he knew he would.  Alexander put down the sword of his beloved and wondered what the hell had happened to her to make her disappear like this.  Alexander looked over to Darius hearing him.  "It would seem that damn soul bond I have with Alexa woke me up cause she disappeared off the mortal plane."   "Where the hell she went I have no clue."  "I called on the future and saw her naked, dancing with some bitch she was trying to please."   "I am starting to get the impression that I am old news and that that whore I saw in the vision is my new replacement."  Falls silent once more looking over at Darius knowing he didn't care.  However, Alexander knew that look in his brother's eyes that something indeed had caught his attention.  

Alexander in a moment of decisive aggression focussed his energies and called upon the soul bond that he and Alexa shared.  Channeling raw power and demonic vestments he mentally forced the channel open as their minds became one.  With a thunderous display of driving power and energies Alexander in one word said Alexa calmly from his mouth.  However, through the bond the word was heard in a very different light.  It was filled with rage, anguish, harshness, and vengeance....ALLLLEEEEXXXXXAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  The emotions used were the most powerful in his arsenal of chaotic powers to bridge the gap between him and Alexa.  For he truly was concerned so he used what was necessary to get her attention.  And nothing says, "looky here bitch," like pure rage......

Alexander looked at Darius and spoke again.  "No, Master Antonio did not summon us."  "However that bond I have with my wife brought me too when she fell off the mortal plane."  "Question is how did she get off the plane?"  "She has no demonic vestments like you or I brother."  "Plus she is Ventrue, they have no way to side step into the umbra or even navigate it."   Not waiting for an answer cause he knew Darius would answer in his own time, Alexander fell silent and started brooding as he examined the portal site once more.  Alexander looked up a feral grin on his deadly features.  "Reaching her won't be an issue, but retrieving her may be another thing entirely."

Alexander looks to Darius once more.  "So besides being angry at me for waking you up, what has your interests perked?"

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« Reply #3 on: September 19, 2007, 05:26:19 PM »
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Alex would feel Alexa in a safe and content state, but also extremely confused as the pressure of Alex in her head and Atra on her body rocked thru her orgasm after orgasm. There would come no verbal response to his mind, as is she were shrouded behind a veil, but the link between them would let him know she existed still. Even if he was unsure why she was so confused and cloud minded.
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« Reply #4 on: September 22, 2007, 08:42:23 AM »
Alexander's eyes focused as he instantly knew that Alexandra was ok.  However, it was if he was looking through a veil to her.  He could sense confusion but that she was fine.  The fact that he could not communicate clearly through the bond disturbed Alexander greatly.  It was if a great force was fighting him back and instantly within mere seconds the connection was broken in two.  This did not sit well with Alexander at all.  He sat there contemplating in silent thought as he noticed Darius had not answered him at all.

Alexander turned and studied his brother for a moment.  Her knew the look on his brother's face.  The look basically said she isn't worth our time lets drop it and return to sleep.  Alexander spoke his voice full of loathing hatred, "I don't give a damn what you think Darius."  "I will go to the ends of the earth for my wife, I would even fight Kain himself if I had to."  Darius looked at Alexander in contempt and arrogance.  Darius spoke, "If that is your wish then begone brother, though you know like I do that this is a waste of our time and abilities."  "We are the servants of Antonio, ultimate killing machines for his regime of power."  Alexander held up a hand and smirked.  "You know brother one day we have to kill Antonio, I for one do not plan to be his slave for eternity."  "Since, you see it as a waste brother dear,( a sneer in his voice) I will not require your help on this one."  Alexander smirked as a demon gate instantly opened.  Darius spoke once more, "So be it brother."  Alexander watched Darius walk through the demon gate and disappear.  There was no telling where his brother was going, but knowing his brother he would be back.  The demon gate closed and Alexander was alone at Serenade.  Alexander picked up his wife's sword and strapped to his back.  He walked into Serenade and picked up his favorite cane.  It was a long slender cane with a silver skull on the top.  Inside was a sword drenched in assamite's blood, extremely toxic and lethal.  Alexander straightened his mage robes and his mask as his eyes glowed with hell's power underneath.

Now the question was, where to begin and how to reach Alexa.  Calling to Dark Thaumaturgy Alexander calls to the Path of Secret Knowledge once more.  Though thoroughly drained, Alexander knew no enemies were nearby.  Alexander called on Level 5 Unlock the Heart of Mystery.  Instantly, through the powers that Antonio had taught him, he saw what no man or Kindred had ever seen.  A realm of demon magic and kindred of powers that he couldn't possibly fathom.  The powers circling there where insane in their intensity.  There in the middle of it all was a shadow of Alexa dancing with this demoness.  The aura of power radiating off this demoness was astounding....and also in the room was a being so ancient that it was astounding.  Alexander had heard the legends and there in the sight before him was a very ancient being.  According to the vision, this ancient being was older than himself which he didn't think possible.  Too much power usage today he was seeing things.  Alexander blinked and the vision was gone.  Alexander had seen more than enough and now knew he faced an even greater enemy than he had ever faced before.  Damn his love for Alexandra, but he would go to the gates of hell itself for her.....Alexander stood there in a meditative silence wondering what to do next.....

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« Reply #5 on: September 25, 2007, 04:14:21 PM »
A single word, a name bound in the thoughts of intense pleasure… swirling through the cascades of Auspex, echoing in the depths of his mind. Instantly reaching out, discovering that beck where he had found her, was one whom held a bond. “How interesting,” he chuckled in a sibilant whisper, “My my, how interesting” immediately after Atra and Alexa departed Kain’s mind turned inward, heartbeat accelerating within his chest, raising his levels of alertness and stamina, Kain preferred not to use what he was about to do, but in this instance he would… Concentration shone from midnight eyes as he began to attune himself to be aware of every passing second (Temporis Level 1 – Time Attunement) Mere seconds would pass as he found his mind synchronised the passing of each tortured moment. He then forced his heartbeat to leap to insane levels of fury, driving his blood to potency dilated time within the tavern, extending out onto the street so that none would be aware of his absence (Temporis level 5 – Clotho’s Gift) at this he began to sweat blood from his brow and a hint of nausea in the pit of his stomach began to stir. Even Kain could not play with time without some hint of a side effect.

Rising, glancing around, a smirk creasing the blackened lips, walking to the back of the building, drawing a heavy ornate key from the pocket of his skin tight leathers, inserting it in a heavy door and entering the darkened room beyond. Closing and locking it behind, this room bound in magics to hide what existed within, walking up to what appeared at first glance a mirror, standing some seven feet high from the floor to its top, fangs extending, then left hand raised, bitten to draw blood from the thumb, pushed against the mirrors surface, tracing an archaic symbol and chanting the goddess’s name in homage.  A shimmering as the image of the room faded from the glass, black spirals dancing within the surface, filling it with an inky magnitude, a slow pulsation, a living heartbeat echoing in his ears, the use of Clotho’s Gift shrouding it so none would be aware of the activation. A rustle like the sound of a thousand moths, a ripple spreading across the surface and Kain pushed his hand through, then stepped forth to follow, vanishing from the room.

Moments later, a torch flickering to life, held high revealing the hewn stone of ages, his slaves had wrought well in this place, the plop of water dripping, a scurrying sound intermixed with a subtle vicious hissing. Ropes of web draped from the ceiling, bones littering the floor. The spiders knew Kain, could feel his presence and avoided him, but for any fool whom they knew not, or whom could not reach beyond the glittering back diamonds of eyes to the minds beyond, to enter this passage spelt death. Walking briskly for although he had massive reserves, wasting time when using Temporis was a dangerous mistake, turning a corner, hand moving to caress a lump on the seeming blank wall, a chanted word “Ankhnesmerira” a grinding fusion of sound as the seemingly solid rock cleaved revealing doors of finest obsidian. Placing the torch in a bracket, both hands reaching to push the heavy doors, silently swinging open to reveal the chamber bearing the bloody fusion of existence in its centre, an alter carved from a single slab of onyx, deep grooves leading to the pit.

Shutting the doors, increasing his levels of dominance, building auspex, touching celerity and stamina, he was ready. Pushing himself outwards through the void, his only protection the close vicinity of the creature born in worship of the Goddess, questing, following convoluted pathways, sniffing, tasting the essence of one bearing the scents of several differing paths, droplets of blood forming where sweat would normally sheen, lips curling in a snarl as facial features altered to a mask of virulent savagery under the strain. Heart thundering in his chest, the blood pool rising in frenzied wavelets, aggressively stimulated by the potence of his actions, then silence… nothingness… emptiness. Kain’s essence floating freely, following the path before trodden, narrowing in on the presence of Alexander… there, the name a link, a binding a focus. Non existent lips uttering “Got you” then a massive outpouring of dominance, blanketing the vampire is such rapidity he wouldn’t have time or ability to as much as blink, binding him to Kain’s will, no utterance allowed, no fight permitted, a limp dishrag to be used as Kain saw fit. Before Kain’s vision, the vampire, the jealous lover, cloaked in mage robes, masked and cane in hand, a sword strapped to his back… well no time for niceties. A hand reaching from the emptiness to grab at Alexander’s throat a single word, dripping in malevolence "Come" the only perception Alex would have, apart from the massive strength of grip then bodily dragging him into the vortex of trepidation from which Kain chose to manifest.

All that would remain, a rush of air filling the gap where Alexander had stood, a leaf fluttering in the tiny zephyr, then he would be gone, perhaps never to return.  Engulfing blackness, beyond even Kain’s ability to decipher, the only path back, the strength of link to the creature. The subtle tug, dragging him and his prey towards the temple, the void ripping at mind for which Kain was prepared, but the effects on Alexander would be far more brutal, as every second he existed within the void, not only would his mind be raped, brutalized and abused, but his flesh would be torn, digested, molested and sloughed away like water over sand. The robes shredded, the mask dissolved, the sword and cane somehow remaining. Flesh emancipating, blackening, shrivelling as the passage ate at Alexander’s very essence. Unless one was prepared, empowered and resolved this was a damn unpleasant way to travel and Kain had not prepared the way for the comfort of motion Alexa had received. This was a savage snatch, a ripping asunder to bring through this male, no pleasantries, no courtesy, and just enough support from Kain that he wouldn’t die… well hopefully… you never could tell now could you. At best Alexander may be a gibbering idiot, his mind wrenched, his body shattered, at worst on release he would simply burst into flame and that would be that.

The first two could be fixed, the last was a potential problem, but Kain had a backup plan just in case. A sudden falling rushing sensation, a rattled breath exploding from Kain’s lungs, vertigo threatening to overwhelm him as knees near buckled. “I am getting to old for this shit…” his voice weak and not bearing its usual audacity. Looking down, pleased to discover that Alex had not chosen to burst into flame “Well that helps I guess” then studying the overall appearance from those deeply hooded midnight eyes. Flesh torn and twisted, looking more like a flash crafters plaything then a man, auspex touching the mind, finding a tiny spark of sanity existing in the gibbering cesspit. “Ahhhh you are in there” then dragging the vampire across to a wall, chaining wrist and ankle, fetching blood, not of the source, but rich and fresh, holding Alexander’s head back and pouring the life giving ichor down his throat. Surprised that the staff and sword had survived the trip, but removing them from Alex to safety. Alex’s safety… Time was necessary and for now, Kain would return to the tavern, leaving this creature in the safe confines of the temple.

Striding out… a false vision of bravado covering the tiredness he felt, drawing the obsidian doors shut, taking the torch from holder, the slab of gutrock moving back into place hiding g the doors, the spiders unable to enter the temple. Returning to the tavern via his permanent route, closing the mirror, then exiting the chamber. A serving girl unfortunate to be frozen outside the door, attacked in near frenzied devourment of her every essence, the suckling sound of blood ravenously swallowed. Dropping the corpse, throat torn asunder, let others wonder whom had fed, ripping her dress to wipe his face. Entering the tavern as a whole, smirking at the frozen scene, sliding back into his seat, easing temporis to lower levels, hand rising to wipe his eyes, stamina lessening, temporis gone. Looking around in time to witness Sycorax’s flying lesson, Baba Yaga duck a la poo poop the Ravnos having entered with what appeared a human mage, Kain badly needing a drink as his head throbbed to the side effects, a click of the fingers, a bottle brought and a large swallow engulfed. A slow wink to Napilu’s direction, after all, someone had to witness the sideshow and besides, Kain was amused by the onslaught of Baba Yaga on the honed ones physique.


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