WindSongs NightShadow
 

currently this is being played as a privet rp, there aren't too many strickt rules in it. if you'd like to join that is fine, Itd be nice if you'd pm me and i could give you a sutible way to enter. as the members of the rp spend most of thier time in places not normaly accessible by normal, or even non normal folks. I'd also like that you read through it first and if you like it then please feel free to join. if you like it and don't wish to join that is fine as well, and if you'd like to know all that happens regardless, (just in case it ever gets moved to a pm basis for a time) then feel free to pm me and I'll keep you in mind. ^^ I hope anyone actualy reading this enjoys it as much as we are. and to anyone who would take offence to my god mod seeming kaileth, I'd be glad to tell you the whole story so you can see just why he is how he is. to be honest sometimes I think he isn't fair, but hey thats why he isn't good with people ^^. and if you'd like to know about any of the other mentioned family members of our hero, feel free to pm me. I've had thier storys writen long ago ^^. it realy is an old story of mine I just can't seem to write into chapters lol. oh and on that topic if anyone would like to rp with me using one of kails family that is nice too ^^ infact, most of them are verry long lived and I might just add our rp to thier personal story. ^^ so anyway. thanks for reading and sorry about the long windedness riddled with sepelling and punctuation errors. forgive me all you ... what are they called? something nazzies.... english nazzie? no... grammer nazzie? yes I think tahts it... probly spelled natzy wrong. or notsee? I don't know, I'm not germen. ^^ sorry had to have some fun with that. its just the way I am people, love it or leave it ^^ loving you all -keith.





He stood there looking over the crowd bellow. High upon the second level of his own club. "Opening night," he sighed softly. It had been a complete success. There were crowds of people just waiting to enter, and a full house. The bar was constantly full and the wait staff almost had trouble keeping up. Yet here he stood, successful, powerful, alone. He wanered over to a more quiet part of the club and sat at one of the tables. "Well, I could just try mingleing." Another sigh, ever since he was a small child he had not been able to aproach other people. His fortune wasn't one of a man who went for what he wanted and took it. He had belonged to a verry powerful family, and here he was now, no friends, no remaining family, compleatly alone. He thought perhaps opening a club, a night joint, where everyone would "hang" would force someone to talk to him here or there.. anyone. He sipped his drink, a coke, he didn't much care for being drunk around people. He never knew anyone he could really trust. "How depressing...its flat." He sighed once more and got up to get a refill. A sad sight, a skinny man six feet tall wearing the finest black tuxido in the whole club...getting his own drink. He looked up from his glass, he was trying to determine if there were any bubbles left at all on the sides of it, to see that he had almost bumped into someone...

"Uh...um..," he stammered there for quite some time before gaining composure. "I'm dreadfuly sorry.. I was just.. lost in thought I supose. I don't usualy ... I mean... I can normaly 'luck' my way out of accedents." He looked her over and almost spent much too long gazing into her eyes. "My name is Kaileth, I uh... own this place." He snapped back at saying that, "I didn't mean that like a threat or anything, I just ment as an intruduction, I won't have you thrown out... or anything...um.." He took some time to get his words. "Let me start over, may I get you something to drink?"

He looked at her with a look of someone who had expected something to happen but was dissapointed. "Oh my dear that isn't odd at all, well except the cold part... I will see if we have anything.. I might have to ice it though is that alright?" He looked again at her eyes and saw much of his great aunt in them, the majestic power of someone who constantly dominated her own world. His aunt was a cheerful woman he remembered. But the superstition surounding her kind had forced her into hiding many hundreds of years ago. He caut himself staring off into space and quickly snapped back. "I'm sorry... family moment... if you'd like I could share with you my familys history, I think someone of your unique... disposition, could apreceate it." He looked up at the barkeep and without a movement or any words he quickly went off to get some blood.

He looked up at the keep who had made a "bloody marry, hold the marry," and went over to fetch it, and his new coke, from him. "Shall we go to the table then? I will make it so no one will over hear us." He motioned to the table handing her the drink, after sipping it himself. "I'm not a vampire or anything, I just enjoy the taste." ^^ "I was made to live off it during survival training." He sat down and waited for her to sit with him. "So then shall I start at the begining?"

He took in a deep sigh. "the silverwind clan was started by my mother, a couple thousand years ago. She was a great witch of the people. She healed the sick and struck down the foes of her villige. When the time came for her to die she was of equal karma. Heaven and Hell both wanted her, not just as a resident, but as a solder. She told them that she will not choose, for if she picks the wrong one she may end up forsaking her people. They decided to give her power of both relms for 100 years. She may work on both sides equaly killing and saving. Her right wing flawless crystal, transparent lucid and flowing. Her left wing a bat like wing emenating a dark aura constantly. She held much power and was comprable to a god. There were many things she'd done before she lost her power, including having it extended a nother 500 years." He double checked the sound barier. "You see, she was extremely persuasive. Five years before her power was to be revoked she fell in love with a human man. My father, whom I'm named for, a mighty man, a hero in his time. He was a fine warior and verry seated in the spirit world. She had saved him from a bear of eppic size after he had lost his way going to a naboring vilige." He paused.. "The story is verry long... are you sure you'd not like the abridged version?"

"No no not at all, it is quite a long and booorning storry.. infact she was thought to be steril, but it turns out as she is a healer and he was also well with furtility, they happened to have a child compleatly against the rules. Infact Hell found out about it before they even knew. They started reciving many atacks by demons and devils with no explination. Hell had not told Heaven because they wished to use the child against her to make her and her child join them and only them. They knew if this child were to be born it would naturaly inherit its mothers skills.." He turned around to check the croud and nodded at a buss boy, who ran off and the crowd sudenly... vanished. "But once Heaven found this out they too joined the fight against my parents, they did not want them to live at all, to prevent Hell from having us. My mother and her mate sacrificed themselves to seal up my power compleatly.. there is legend that it was that that created the first vampires... but I won't get into that. I was abandoned as a child and was taken in by my great aunt on my fathers side, she raised me well and gave me her fortune and taut me how to keep it flowing, there are many other family members who do the same. Sorities, Miranda, Samantha, Sampatcha, Trisha, Timmothy, Tannerx, SilverLight, Fire Shadow and Flower Cat, and I... as far as I know, still live, but we are all seperated for the time being." He checked the crowd again, they were still gone. He turned to his guest and looked her deep in the eyes, "would you care to take this to my personal wing?"

He stared into her eyes so devoutly she did not notice the room around her change suddenly. They were now in a dark room with few things. A bed, wide as it was long with a canopy and posts that looked as though they were many years old. A dresser borring as most except for a black mirror upon it. A full mirror that shows no reflection yet is clearly a mirror. And a small round table with a candle lumiar lit upon it with ten candles of diffrent collors. "Well then, I would love to hear all about it. Please have a seat." He walks over to the table and sits down at one side.At the other end of the table was another glass of blood. "This time it is cold, promise"

He looked at her lopsidedly, "you remember I too decend more or less from Hell." He stood and bent his head low and a bulge pushed from his back against his tux before ripping out into a large black wing. The air in the room fell dim and dank. "Do not feel uncomfortable, I have knowlidge of your kind and my club is designed for thoes as yourself and I." He streatched as a second wing ruined his shirt and coat, a glassy wing, silvery and shimmering, it was transparent and blocky. "Of corse I have knowlidge of many things in our relm." He took off his top and went to the dresser and retrived something then walked into the mirror standing on the other side of the room. He was gone for a moment and came back dressed in a long flowing silk skirt that went to his ankles, bare feet, and a long sleeved black button down shirt with slits in the back for wings. "I am terribly sorry, will you please continue?" He sat down and took his drink, a red brew... bubbling... coke and blood?

He looked at her scar with a broken look in his eyes, A noticable wave of rage filled him, then subsided. He walked over to the black mirror upon his dresser and spoke into it. "Kami, Talimac, Masab, Resoth." He turned around slightly imbaressed, "oh sorry, please excuse me." He turned back to teh disc and his wings wraped around it to hide it from view, a red glow came from the cracks and through the clear right wing. He spoke some other words into it and turned back. "It would apire your father is in hell.. with your permission I'd like to have him put into much agony" His eyes were red and a cat like puple shown in the left one, the right was almost normal. A slight horn portruding from his head. He truly looked.... evil..

^^ "Oh dear no. It is not you who angers me so, it is types like him. And so I will make him suffer. There he is an elf in hell." He turned to the mirror and moved his wing so she could see his face in the dark glass. "And now I shall make him suffer more than anything you could ever imagine." He looked up and then down and spread his wings wide. He closed his eyes and then opened them to see her father become a normal human. The demons who were beating him stopped and looked away from him as though they were no longer worthy of seeing him. His body acended and he was welcomed into Heaven. "He will live happy, but now he will live with the guilt of hurting you and the loss of his status and power. He is now a normal human in Heaven. I know it isn't what you expected, but I cannot cause pain directly. I will not. He will be a better man for this. And when he returns to the world of the living he will be a man worthy of honor." He looked down at her and held her softly in his arms hoping she would forgive him for what he'd done. knowing she may not take it as he intended...

He stroked her softly, feeling cracks and breaks in her aura, knowing thies must be the scares she speeks of. He shuttered slightly thinking about it. Who could cause so much pain to someone so dear? He decided to let the thought go. He looked once more at the disc and the imige faded quicky from it. "I've seen much pain in my years, I can understand if you'd wish to keep momentos of your past, but I must offer anyway, can I heal you?"

He looked down gently closing his eyes, when they opened again the left one was silver and the right white, his horns had dissapired and his head glowed slightly, "I am nothing but pure... I am quite the oposite. Infact I am quite the vengeful tipe normaly." His gaze fell onto her and he spread his wings out wide. "Please hold still." He gently lifted her withough any presure.. She just seemed to float there and his hand just resting on her shoulder. A flowing light exploaded from his eyes and her body felt warm and tingly compleatly over, then.. the pain. All of the scars and bumps and bruses burned as they did when they were origionaly created. A pain rushed over her and then it left compleatly, she slid down to the floor gently to find her body was perfect once more. "Uh..." He fell to the floor and then let out a loud screem, his eyes glowed bright and his body shown with bright light emirging, outlining the places all her scars had been on her. Soon he fell to the floor, his body and cloths tattered, she was able to see that he had many scars, not just her own. Infact his face, normaly imaculate, had shifted to a hidious scared and disfigured form. And his hair sliced and ripped uneaven. He lay there sobbing for a long wile...

"Thank you... like I said.. I cannot cause harm without happy... it goes both ways.. this is how I heal.. I have many problems.. many many broken tissues and deseese constantly, but my body can handle it.. so I continue.." He gently stood up wobbly and closed his eyes, he pulled in his wings, which were tattered and torn as well, and opened his eyes suddenly apiering just as he had when she first saw him, but with diffrent, more shreded cloths. "so then... where were we?"