Username: Amber Absolution
Character name: Damien
Race: Vampire
Background: Damien has seen death and life and has hid in the shadows for so long, but now he lives in fear of those that hunt him. Whereas once he lived without fear, praying on those that were what he was before, now he strugles to servive. Alone.
Personality: Charming, confident and inteligent but generally untrusting.
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Username: Neko Ninja
Character Name: Seth
Race: Human
Background: His mother died when he was 5. When he was ten, his father started training him how to kill vampires. But then, a few years later, his father was killed by one. Right in front of him. Now he is set on revenge.
Personality: quiet, kinda cold, stoic
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Damien walked around the town in the dark. It was just past midnight and as long as he kept his head down no one seemed to notice him. He however noticed every detail about everyone around him. He hadn't been this on edge for decades. Every night out was one night closer to the night he would be trapped by one of those who had made it their aim to destory him and all others like himself. Slayers. He sighed thinking about it and then took another look around him. The street felt so much colder and darker then normal. He wasn't sure if not-living in fear was worth it, but he wasn't going to give himself up. There were many others like him who were much more dangerous then he ever had been.

Seth walked down the dark street. The hood of his black hoodie was pulled over his head. In it's pocket, held the blade that he used to kill vampires. He has used it for years and it hadn't failed him yet. He kept his eyes open for any vampire he could find. He was going to kill them all when given the chance. He didn't care if he ended up dying in the process. As long as he finds the vampire that killed his father. Then it would be worth it.

He felt his hair strand on end, and pulled his coat around him tighter guessing it was the cold. He should have stayed in, but the night air was so much better for him then the candles that lit his home. He looked around him and saw only shadows of people. Maybe It would be a good idea to get out of the main streets. He walked down an alley, hoping maybe he would stop being so uptight. He ran his fingers through his hair and smiled to himself. Why was he acting like tonight was any different to any other?

He saw the vampire go down the alley. He followed him, pulling out his blade silently. He slammed it into the vampire's back.

Suddenly everything stopped at he felt the cold pass right through him. He didn't feel any pain, just a strange feeling of something sticking into his back. so...It's my time tonight? He tried not to look weak, turning round slolwy to look whoever it was in the face. He was surprised to see how young he was. He had never expected a slayer to look like that. Never expected them to look so...perfect. He supposed If he had to go then at least it was because of him. He couldn't help but show the surprise on his face as slowly he sunk too his knees fighting an urge to close his eyes, struggling to pull air into his lungs.

He pulled his blade out of the vampire's back. He glared at him. "Stupid vampire. Don't you know not to go down dark allies?" he asked sarcsatically.

He heard his voice vaguely and smiled in his regular pleasing way. "Almost seems worth it." He wasn't going to let whoever this was make him feel stupid in what could be his last moments. It was totally untrue. His life had been the same for much too long, but this would change everything.

"Stupid." he said. He left without making sure the vampire was dead like he normally would. He figured he was dead anyway. So he didn't bother. He continued looking for more vampires.

He was surprised when he just walked off...now that was stupid. With his last once of energy, he pulled out the knife and lay on the ground, not strong enough to get up. Slowly, he felt it heal...A few more seconds and he wouldn't have had a chance. He breathed heavily for a while then got up slowly, walking the same way the human had gone. He should have been around somewhere close. He wondered why, now after almost being killed he wanted to find thast man again. Damien looked down at his hand, in which he held the knife. Maybe it was to prove to the man and himself, the slayer wasnt as perfect as was thought. Well, he hadn't been killed had he?

He walked around for a while before he ended up at the park. He sat down on a bench and pushed back his hood. He leaned back and closed his eyes.

He followed him silently, and when the boy lent his head back he couldn't help but toy with him that little bit. "Boo." He said it calmly and then quickly kissed the slayer. That's the way a true man should go out, flirting with death. "I have something for you, thought you might like it back?"

He instantly jumped up. He glared at the vampire. "I thought you were dead." he said. "How are you still alive? And what could you possibly have of mine?" he asked.

"Simply your pride. I'm alive because you're careless. There are people out there that are monsters and you have every right to stop. I'm almost glad I could tell you, and It wasn't someone who would destroy you if left alive." He ran his fingers through his hair and smiled widely. "Names Damien, although I suppose it wont matter soon once you kill me...It's almost a shame, but death comes to all in the end." He bowed elegantly, trying to act as well as possible before the boy.

He pulled another blade out of a pocket in his pants. "You really are stupid. You got the chance to live again and you come after the one who will kill you." he told him. He raised the blade to bring it down on Damien's head. But stopped before it hit. For some reason, he couldn't make it go down completely.

He didn't know why himself he had come to find him, but when the human tried to kill him again, he seemed to not be able to do it. Damien was surprised to say the least, and he looked straight into the other mans eyes, before reaching up and pulling both the knife and the hands holding it so the blade rested against his neck. Why couldn't you do It? Maybe now he would..."Go on...I'm sure you think I deserve it."

He doesn't know why, but his heart started pounding when the vampire touched him. He had never reacted like that. To anyone. "I can't do that." he said. "I don't think you deserve to die."

He had never thought he would hear those words. Slowly he took the knife from the slayers hands and threw it to the ground before holding his wrists gently and leaning in so he could whisper and still be heard. "I'm already dead..." Even hearing himself say those words had a power that really brought him into the real world. He moved away and looked right into the other guys pale blue eyes.

"If you were dead, you would be buried." he said. He crouched down and picked up his blade. He stood back up and put it into his pocket. But after that, he kept his eyes on the ground, unable to continue looking him in the eyes.

He smiled hearing him say that. "That's a good point. Am I allowed to know your name? You know mine." He wasn't sure why he was interested, but now that he had been told that he wouldn't come to any harm he felt free again. He wondered why the slayer looked down, but he decided not to ask. Wait...was this because he had failed to kill him the first time, or was this because he kissed him? It would be interesting trying to work him out.

"My name is Seth." he told him. "Though I don't see why you really need to know my name. And I didn't ask to know yours." He sat back down on the bench. He still didn't look at the vampire.

"I didn't care, Seth. I like to put a name to a face, and you did try and kill me. I think telling me your name is the least you can do in return." He didn't like whatever was up with Seth and he hoped he would stop it soon. "Something wrong Slayer?"

"No. There is nothing wrong. So just leave me alone." he said. He looked at him. Well, it was more like glare. But he didn't care. He wanted him to leave.

He felt almost annoyed that Seth glared at him like that. He was just a human with a knife. If Damien wanted he could rip him apart right now, but he didn't. "You believe you're allowed to chose who lives and who doesn't. You tried to kill me. I just want to know why I'm still alive." His voice had lost its normal tone and was instead rather serious.