Name: Desiree Semira
Age: 20
Height: 5'8"
Succubus
Appearance:




A bitter wind blew fiercely trying with force to chill Desiree's burning skin. She had worked for decades to escape Hell's binding caverns and at least she'd succeeded. Although, the end details of exactly how she had ended up half naked, in the middle of a forest, outside a small country side town, were still blurry. She began to walk, slowly, letting every sensation hit her one by one. The cold, sharp twigs, beneath her bare feet. She smiled and inhaled the freezing early spring air. It was as if she'd just drank a gallon of fresh water after walking through an endless desert. The sweetest thing in the world.

However, Desiree knew this pleasure would only be short lived. She quickened her pace now as an eerie chill worked its way up her spine. They would hunt her, surely. Anyone that escaped never lasted long but she would, her ego wouldn't let her be dragged back down and humilated in such a way. Soon, she found herself at a fast pace, her legs eager for speed. It wasn't long until she stood outside a farm house, she needed better clothing, and food.

With an unnatural silence she entered the house, wandering down the hall to the master bed room. A couple slept in the bed side-by-side, unwaking. Desiree's eyes lingered on the farmer. A fat, horrid, beast of a man. The thought of his blood in her mouth made her stomach turn. Her eyes landed on the woman now, she looked thin and frail, sickly. Her stomach would go hungry tonight as she couldn't bring herself to take from a man with the likeness of a bore or a woman who would surely meet her death within the week. Instead she went to the closet and pulled off her burned and lightly draped clothing before pulling one of the woman's dresses over her head. It was plain and a little small but it fit none the less and it was better than walking around in burned rags.

As she left the house she continued to walk, maybe there would be a suitable meal in town. She she walked her mind wandered off. She wished she could remember what she'd down that had landed her a ticket to Hell. But she couldn't. All of her memories, save her name and what type of creature she was, had been wiped clear. Leaving her with nothing to go off of. But as she entered the slumbering town her mind was pulled away from those thoughts as a new one entered. A sleeping town filled with tasty humans, a hunger grew in her stomach that was hard to fight. She knew if she turned this town into her own personal buffet the one sent from Hell would easily find her, following bloodied screams and a trail that would lead directly to Desiree. She fought the urge mostly but couldn't deny herself completely, she was starving afterall.

Name: Dante Dark
Age: 25
Height: 6'4"
Demon
Appearance:


there was a loud scream that ecoed down the dark chambers, the scream echoed to a Demon known as Dante was getting his armour ready and his sword, he had be instructed to go and hunt down a escaped Succabus, Dante looked to where the scream had come from and grunted a bit "atleast i get away for this tourcher hole for a while" he mumbled as he put his sword on his back and put his hood up.

Dante sighed a bit as he made his way down a few corridors and finaly reached a long hallway leading up, a few of the gaurds glared at Dante but he ignored them and began making his way up, he didn't know what they would do to the succabus, all he knew was he was to drag her back, dead or alive.

Once Dante had reached the door he slightly opened it and slipped outside and quickly shut it again, Dante turned around and breathed in the fresh air, he felt the cool wind on his face and smiled as he began to walk "the hunt... has begun" he mumbled as he started to look around "last seen heading that way" he said walking in the direction the Succabus was last seen walking in "ready or not here i come" Dante whispered, from all the time he had spent in hell he had become slightly insain, but that was because of his job as a hunter, tourcherer or a blacksmith

((if anything needs changing, please do tell me, as you can see i suck at begining posts :cry:))

After Diseree's first two victims she found it hard to stop. She silently left the house, wiping blood from her mouth. She wanted more. She wanted to get herself drunk off of the blood. A little voice in the back of her head pleaded her for just one more, or maybe two more. And then she'd stop. It was a very reasonable thought. But she couldn't do it. She knew if she wasted much more time, or killed two many people in a single area, it would be like leaving behind a trail of bread crumbs.

Holding her stomach, as if trying to hold in her hunger, Desiree walked out of the town. She had no clue where she was going or what she was going to do once she got somewhere but she knew she wanted to find a large city, maybe somewhere she could blend in for a while before having to move somewhere else.

((when will they meet?))

Dante kept walking until he picked up a very, veery feint scent "it smells like... its got to be her" he mumbled as he quickend up the pace "they could have given me a much lighter amour for this job" he moaned a bit, he heard a growl in his head and sighed "im sorry" he whispered to the creature he heard.

Dante soon saw a small town and smiled a bit "i see... so the scent was just some feeble humans" he chuckled as he slowed his pace down a bit "it would help if i had some sort of map" he said looking around, Dante had no clue where he was or where he was going, all he could tell was the way back to hell

(sooon as Dante catches up. ;D lol)


Desiree walked for a few hours. It was late when she had arrived from Hell but now the sun was beginning to rise. Desiree knew she should find a place to sleep throughout the day. She probably looked like a blood-stained bat out of Hell, so to speak. As she finally reached a larger city, people were already up and about, moving around and setting shops up. She tilted her head down and walked on the edges of the road, trying hard not to call attention to herself. Finally she found a back alley that led to a small abandoned shack. Home sweet home. For not at least. She could tell that the shack had actually once been inhabited as they were a small bed with a sheet over it and a dust-covered desk in the corner of the room. It would do well for a few nights at least. Or maybe longer if she decided to stay in this city.

Dante was still on her trail, he could sense her movements, he looked at the sky and saw the sun rising "ha... hopefully i can make up some lost ground" he said to himself as he kept walking, he saw a lager city "you've got to be kidding me" he mumbled looking around "hell said she is to be dragged no matter what it takes" he growled as he started to approach the city, once he got close enough people began to run away

((when should that be?))

(uuum. Whenever.)


Desiree managed to sleep throughout most of the day. Save being woken up a few times due to the loud activities around her. The bed was not very comfortable and the small window flooded the room with light, but still, she slept. When she awoke at dusk she yawned and stretched before heading over to the desk, there was a small mirror on it that she used to fix her hair and try to get any of the remaining blood off. She was going to look for work tonight, and she knew right where she'd go. Of course, it wasn't glorious work, or prideful. But it was work none the less. And she'd need the money. She crept out of her small shack and made her way through the city. Stopping into front of a large, already booming, brothel. She sighed and walked up the stairs and through the door. The room was filled with loud, annoying, laughter and music that made her want to claw out her ears. She headed over to the bar, where the owner, a tall and muscular looking woman, stood. "'Spose you alookin' for your man aye?" The woman said, looming over Desiree with folded arms. Desiree shook her head. "I'm looking for a job." At this the woman backed down from her hostile stance and looked over Desiree. There was no really needed qualifications to being a whore, except for maybe a pretty face, which Desiree had. "Alright. I'll be havin' one of the girls fix ya up. Tonight'll be a test. If ya make a good 'nough impression ya can have the job." The woman said as she whistled over the crowd to a woman with large breasts and wild, red hair. She climbed out of a mans lap and stauntered over to them, hands on her hips. "I'm Ruby." She said, sitting out her hand. "You can think of me as your big sister that you always wanted." Ruby said, obviously full of herself. Desiree tried hard not to roll her eyes and instead just nodded her head as she was lead across the room and into the back where many girls were doing their make up or fixing their hair. The night was going to be long and probably distasteful. But hopefully, Desiree would get a meal out of it.

Dante was still walking through the city looking around "gah! to many smells" he growled looking around despratly, people were still running and screaming, soon a copper drove up to him with the sirens blaring "drop the weapon" he called out with the gun aimed "huh... or what human?" Dante growled "i will shoot you" the copper said, Dante chuckled and began walking towards the copper who shot him in the shoulder. Dante stopped walking looking injured, the chopper continue shooting until he was out of bullets and began to panic as Dante started to move towards him again "foolish human" he growled throwing the copper into the wall "no shall stop me" he grumbled as he sliced the cars engine clean in half "i WILL find her... i KNOW shes her" he said looking around, he soon spotted a brothel "hmmmm... now that... seems a good place for a succubus" he growled as he began to advance towards the building, his huge shoes made thumping noises every footstep, if it came to sneaking Dante would be unable too "one way or another, she is coming back to hell with me" he said gripping his sword

Desiree spent the next five minutes beginning quickly primped and prinned. Her hair was tied back, leaving only a few strands darling at the sides of her face. Ruby explained how it was always a good idea to leave the neck exposed. Desiree tried hard not to giggle at how ironic that sounded. Ruby then caked on a thick layer of bright make up and placed a tight corset around Desiree's waist. She could hardly breath at how tight it was, Ruby said it beauty didn't come without pain. Finally, as they finished Desiree looked in the mirror, she certainly looked the part, a hot mess of a painted whore. She though, even thought Ruby called her 'a gorgeous tart'. Still, just another term for 'painted whore'. As they headed back into the main entry way the music was playing but everyone was silent. Their eyes lingering on a man in the doorway. A large man. A demon. Desiree's eyes took in the man and instantly knew he was from Hell. Only a demon could look such a way. Only a demon could silence the patrons of a brothel in such a way. Ruby cleared her throat and nudged Desiree forward. "Go on darlin'." She said quietly. Desiree glanced back at Ruby, before glancing back at the man, no doubt he was here looking for her. Her mind raced a million miles an hour. She wasn't sure if he recognized her or if he could sense her. She wasn't sure if she should try and keep her cover or just run for it. If she ran and he hadn't known it was her than it would be a dead give away. But if he already knew and she didn't run then she was a sitting duck. Instead of making a choice Desiree simply shifted her eyes from Ruby to the demon, waiting for someone to make a move.

Dante senced she was in this area, he looked around at the vast crowd "well well well... looks like she is right at home here then" he said as his eyes scanned the room, he looked at the female who seemed to be staring at him "i wonder what her probablem is" he thought to himself, he looked a bit closer and smirked a bit, he began to advance on her "you there... you look like someone who can help me find a sertain... runaway" he said in his deep deathly like voice "now..." once he was standing in front of her he looked down upon the female, unaware it was Desiree "... would you happen to know, if a suspision female walked into this place... about sometime today?"

Desiree could feel goosebumps start on her arms and make their way down her back and legs. Her legs twitched and told her to run as he stepped in closer. She knew there was no way she could fight him off if it came to that. But as she heard his words she exhaled slowly. Her heart was frantic in her chest but she held in her anxiety. "I've seen no one suspicious today." She wanted to add "Except you." but figured she shouldn't say such a thing at a time like this so she kept that part to herself. She then straightened her back and held herself with posture, regaining some of her natural confidence. "Are you looking for anyone in particular?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips. Some of the others were whispering around her and she knew everyone's eyes were still on them.

Dante listened to her and noticed that she didn't seem scared "well... im looking for a creature known as a succabus" he said grinning a bit "and i know she is in here" he said getting as close as he could and stood at his maximum 7 foot "so no-one leaves until i find her and drag her back to hell, and if it comes to it, i will kill everyone here until i find her" he said quickly looking around, he knew she was in the room but there was too many humans for him to sense her, he turned back around and glared at the female in front of him "and ive been informed i have 3 days to bring her back"