Angel Vicky

~Bonsoir~

The Wait Is Over

The journey had been long and arduous for Diana during her grief. She had lost her daughter either completely or to immortality and she would no longer be human anymore. However, she had gained a son. James had great influence on his father Jean-Claude. His son may have been an experiment and used Diana to gain a human vampire half breed heir, but James was special, unique, a valuable asset to the Moncourier clan. So when James demanded that he helped his mother and half-sister, Jean-Claude had no choice or James would have gone on alone to fight the Wynters. He could not afford to lose his son, therefore he agreed to go to Diana’s aid. He had not expected to feel anything for the widow. But his heart went out to her seeing her break over Victoria’s demise. He could empathise. He had realised what he’d taken from her. Thus, he was kinder to the Lady Crest upon the reunion. James was happy to see his parents get along. Diana was too hurt and melancholy to be angry at Jean-Claude for making her fall for him, getting her pregnant and then leaving her with their child.

Victoria’s thoughts were lost deep in the recesses of her mind. Endlessly dreaming about a world of peace, a world of nightmares, a world she could not escape of her own subconscious. One moment she was flying, the next she was drowning. One minute she was laying under a tree on a sunny day, shaded from the sunlight, the next she was running in the rain. Her brain tried to hold onto so many memories as her body replicated the vampire blood in her veins and arteries. It was a slow and steady process, one that took time to perfect. If successful, the wait was always worth it…

7 days later…

*Thump thump*

*Thump thump*

Victoria’s heart started to beat slowly and pump the newly replicated vampire blood throughout her weak and pale body. Her chest began to rise and fall as her lungs started to bring in oxygen to her areolas to absorb into her deoxygenated blood. It then started to supply her organs and tissue with much-needed oxygen. The vampire DNA repairing any internal decay that had already began as a result of no oxygen while the blood cells replicated themselves. All eight pints of it. Her body was weak and numb. After an hour, her cheeks flushed with a little colour but she remained paler than usual like a porcelain doll. Her fingers twitched as they lay at her side. Her eyelids began fluttering as her eyes moved under them. With one big deep breath, she gasped and her eyes suddenly snapped opened. Her eyes were a deeper purple rather than the greenly blue they used to be. To her it was like waking from a year long dream. Yet she thought she was still dreaming as she looked around. And her body felt strange, her senses even stranger. She could hear better, see better, smell better. That’s when she could smell him. Her Vail. She could hear his heartbeat before she even saw him. She turned her head slowly to face his direction. The rest of her body felt a little numb as she regained feeling her nervous system.

She opened her mouth to speak but no voice would yet come. It was a mere croak of a whisper, an attempt at speaking. But not having spoken for seven days, her throat had dried and her vocal chords along with it. She just felt relief that she saw Vail once again since she last closed her eyes. Was this real? She hoped it were…for if she were dead, then this would be a very cruel trick to play on her soul.

~Bonsoir~

Oh thats good. How have a final exam on 12th June then I'm done til Sep. Still not sure when I'll be going back to work but when I do I'll be hella busy!

~Bonsoir~

No probs take your time.

~Bonsoir~

Victoria started to wheeze even harder. Blood filled her punctured lung. She knew that being turned wasn’t going to be easy, if it did work. But she wasn’t ready to die yet. She wanted a second chance at living a full life. She had barely begun living. She didn’t want to die without having gotten married to the man of her dreams and adorned a beautiful white dress. She hadn’t had a chance to raise any children. There was every chance this was her last moments with Vail. She hoped that if she did die, that she would just slip away peacefully and awaken in another realm where she would reunite with her father.

Jean-Claude nodded at Vail’s answer. “Then drink quickly.” He instructed and took Diana out of the room, so she didn’t have to see her daughter being sucked dry by Vail. Diana couldn’t take it if her only daughter died so soon after her husband had. Victoria’s eyes flickered gently as Vail leaned down to kiss her lips, she barely registered his touch as her body began to numb over. She had lost the energy to speak, her mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts. Like would she ever wake in this world again? If she did, would she be in pain?

She then felt something wet and it tasted metallic. It was blood. Vail’s blood..? She licked her lips slowly, tasting it was very strange. She knew she had to swallow it in her mouth to absorb into her system, so she gulped and it trickled down into her stomach where the vampiric cells started to work their magic. She tensed, feeling the sharp puncture in her neck. She could feel Vail’s hand holding onto hers and squeeze it lightly. She quickly felt her body grow cold. She could not longer feel her fingers and toes at first, then she lost feeling in her arms and legs. She didn’t fight against her predation from her lover, she knew she was going to die quickly either way. She soon felt so dizzy she felt like she was floating. She became extremely tired and she closed her eyes. She felt as though she was drifting into a deep, deep sleep. And then…she was gone. At least the last person she saw was the man she fell in love with.

Gerald watched from his position, knelt on the floor. He gulped hard. “You need to get out of here. The Wynters will soon be here.” He stood and took his gun out, loading it with silver bullets. “I’ll stay behind and slow them down. There’s a carriage out back waiting.”

Jean-Claude came back in holding Diana’s hand. “We need to go now.”

James ran through the door and slammed it behind him, he panted hard. There was a thump at the door and scratching. “There’s more coming Father. We’re outnumbered.” He informed them and looked at Vail with a lifeless and pale Victoria in his arms. “No…did she….?” He asked with teeth gritted. “She didn’t make it. She had to be turned now if she has any sort of chance.” Jean-Claude led them to the back door through the kitchen and there it was, a big carriage with four black horses waiting to escape London.

~Worlds Apart~

Hall of Emperor's Grand Foyer


"Ladies and Gentlemen, I present the Queen of Altheria, Iridonia Starlight." An announcer in the Grand Foyer of the Hall of Elders declared as the Altherian Queen and her daughter entered the chamber alongside the Emperor's Right Hand and General Kassandra Pierce, who had escorted them in.

"And High Priestess and Princess of Altheria, Aeria-Sarisa Starlight-Suncrest also known as the Galactic Siren." A mouthful for anyone, but Altherians were known for their long and complex names. The two ladies entered majestically, seeming to glide across the floor rather than walk. Both adorned in royal white robes. Her mother wore a golden lined dress and an extravagant headdress and veil to signify her higher royal status, whereas the Princess wore a silver lined dress and a simple silver band around her forehead. The mother only looked ten years older than her daughter. But in actual fact she was actually over one hundred years old!

"Next I present the leader of the third ruled world of the Alpharium Empire...-"

As the announcer continued to bring in world leaders and government officials, Aeri noted that as she passed by there were whispers. She had better hearing than humans as her ears were slightly longer and pointed. They murmoured that she had the most beautiful voice in the galaxy and most admired her songs. But some, looked upon Altherians with disdain. Some were racist toward them, due to rumours that Altherians could get inside your head, influence you. True, they were telepathic but only to one another. For a non Altherian to make a telepathic link to an Altherian, it would be a very special bond indeed. Iridonia and Draderum had such a bond.

Iri glided the floor and a sorrowful expression turned warm upon seeing the faces of the older officials that once served Draderum, they recognised her with awe, she had not aged a day since they saw her last when she almost married Draderum instead of Nero's mother. She took their hand in hers in a warm greeting. As her mother circulated those she once knew and introduced her lovely daughter, who was her spitting image apart from the purple coloured eyes, Iri had blue. Aeri took her father's eyes. Aeria-Sarisa bowed respectfully in her long gown and lowered her head, allowing the dangle drop teared jewels of her headdress to clink. She gently lifted her head up and stood straight as they regarded her sheer beauty and presence. Altherians had a tranquil and calming aura about them and some called the women seductresses for this fact. But all Altherians could do it, even the males.

Aeri left her mother to talk with her old acquaintances whilst she wandered off to admire the architecture of this grand hall. She had never been here before, she knew little of Alpharium culture. She looked upon the grand statue of Draderum with awe. Her bright eyes twinkling as they stared up at it with wonderment. She was truly a sight to behold. She even managed to make the women stop what they were doing and stare at her. Kassandra narrowed her eyes as she felt envious of the Altherian. Kass had short black spiked hair kept primp and proper, adorned the official uniform of the Alpharium Empire and wore a single eyepatch over her left eye where a scar peaked out from underneath.

Post a random fact about yourself.

I'm addicted to chocolate. I had a secret chocolate stash under my bed in my dorm room during my university days.

~Bonsoir~

Victoria struggled to breathe as one of her ribs punctured her right lung upon breaking. She was lightheaded and in agonising pain to really focus on anything but the pain, but she was aware of Vail’s presence picking her up and the sensation of being carried whilst he ran. She tried to keep it together but all she could do was groan with each movement. As he set her down on the foyer floor, she screamed in agony until she lay still. Then he had to remove her leg plates, it hurt Vail and his lover to remove them.

She wheezed and looked up at Vail. “S-sorry…” She felt him take her hand in his and told her to stay with him. She gulped and nodded slowly, her energy was fast leaving her. She shook her head as he apologised to her. She squeezed his hand. She had no regrets. Vail did his best. Mikael was too strong for them. She could tell by his paler than usual face that her state wasn’t good. She felt her state was fatal. She was just sorry she couldn’t spend more time with him as much as they’d have liked to but at least they had loved one another in their short time together. As he declared that he loved her, she smiled weakly and croaked an “I love you too” back.

Diana could not stop weeping at their side. Jean-Claude took her aside. “If you want to turn her, the time is now. Drain her blood and replace it with yours.” He told Vail insistently. “Or I will do it for Diana and James and bring her into my clan.” He gave the Hygrace clan heir the choice.

Diana looked at Jean-Claude. “Turn my daughter into a vampire?” She asked him to which he nodded.

“It can be done and it has to be her choice.” Jean-Claude stated. Victoria nodded weakly, whilst she still could and coherently think. She wanted the chance to live again, to be with Vail. She wanted to have a life with him, become his wife and have a family.

Outside James roared and his rage took over, he could wield the silver weaponry without being burned and impale his enemies straight through the heart at close range without being killed by them. Gerald shot Mikael so many times, he could barely walk. He bolted back to his horse and mounted it and sounded the retreat back to the manor. When he arrived he saw Victoria on the floor and he knew then that she wasn’t going to make it. All colour had drained from her face. “My God….I was too late…” Gerald fell to his knees. “Alex. Forgive me. I could not protect your daughter.” He sobbed.

~Bonsoir~

Just finishing off my presentation today for next assignment then I should be a bit more freed up to post.

~Bonsoir~

As soon as she heard Vail's warning, Victoria turned on her heel immediately. She spun around and grasped at her crossbow. She aimed it at the now stumbling Mikael, bleeding from his new bullet wounds. As if by instinct, she unloaded a silver bolt after silver bolt, one shot clean through his neck, creating a gaping hole. Blood splashed outward and Mikael growled. His eyes reddened as Victoria realised she had only made him angrier.

She turned to run. Spencer laid into her brother, shredding him and slowing him, preventing him from running to his sister to get her out of the vicinity. He cursed when he saw Mikael still tried to pursue her, even with his wounds. If she had her horse, she would be fast enough to get away but she was on foot. Mikael healed ten times more quickly than usual.

Gerald waited at the Crest Manor gate. He sat atop his black stallion. With teeth gritted, he growled. "Come on...where are you..." It had been way too long. He kicked the horse and it strode into a gallop. "Heyah!" He cried out to coax the horse to go faster.

Victoria ran as fast as she could. If Mikael could touch silver, there was no point wearing it. It was only slowing her down. She tore her gauntlets off and then pushed the breastplate over her head, she dropped it behind her to slow Mikael down. Which caused him to dodge it. Victoria heard the oncoming thunderous sound of hooves. Her heart quickened with hope when she saw Gerald appear. With shotgun in hand, he aimed it at Mikael and fired. Victoria ducked and rolled.

Mikael dodged the shotgun's first round but the second round impacted his abdomen. Fatefully, Victoria was now on the ground and he managed to close the gap between them. He grabbed her by the back of the neck and hauled her up off the floor. "ARGH!" She screamed out as his claws dug into her flesh and made her bleed. She kicked and squirmed but he was stronger than her by miles. Lady Crest had been caught. Gerald growled and dived off his horse and onto Mikael's back. "NO!!" He yelled as he protected his God daughter. Mikael threw Victoria across the street and her back smacked against a steel lamp post. She screamed out as bones cracked in her ribs. She held her torso in agony. She could not move but at least Gerald kept Mikael distracted long enough for Vail to get to her. But she was internally bleeding from her injuries. Blood seeped from her mouth and stained her pearly white teeth.

F seeking Cap America / Bucky / Loki Avengers rp

I'm still holding out for my Cap Cap or Trickster. Hell even a Black Widow X Hawkeye at this rate lol.