"The first kill is always the hardest....." Airx said to her as he walked into that PAlor with two big buckets, he placed one under neath the girl's slit throat and watched carefully as it filled before replacing it with the other one, handing the full bucket to Katie to drink her thirst away. "No matter how much we don't want to kill.....no matter how kind and gentle we are....when ever we are around the living this will always happen.....restraining your self is always the hardest part." He whispered to her before he pulled the second full bucket away from the girl's neck, letting her drop to the floor before he threw a blood sheet over her, to help get Kate's mind off the dead person. He then held the bucket to his lips before he drank enough of it that it wouldn't spill over as he moved to set it on the coffee table, he kept his eyes on Katie, making sure she drank it before he took the empty bucket from her, kissing her lightly on the lips before he set it on the table aand handed her the second one.

Katie drank the rest, hating that she was doing so since it was human blood. But it just tasted so good.."So if I saw Mason right now, I would probably kill him?" She questioned, wipeing the blood off her lips in disgust and wrapping her arms around herself. "No matter what you call it..I'm still a monster.."

"Most likely...and as i said before he is someone else's target. Everyone has a monster inside of them....this game just brings it out of them. Just because you raised up with your monster buried, feeding it every bad, anger, mean, hateful, bloody thought that you had of people that made you livid and that you were just so pissed at that you wantted to kill them but didn't...that is the side your forced to see that is the side all of us hunters had to face and embrace....you are no exception to this. Once you except it then you will see things you were never able to see when denying it." Airx said to her with his sexy, deep, southern drawl, he took the second empty bucket from her and set it on the floor as he licked the blood from her lip and face, doing to her what his wolf said was affection even if she did not embrace her wolf he knew that one day she would embrace it and realized the one she loved had always been in front of her. He kissed her on the lips, unconciously proding her lips apart with his tongue, taking in the copper metalic taste of the blood that she had drank.

She pulled her head back."Airx. I love Mason.." She said, standing up from the table."I do like you..but as long as Masons in the picture i'll always like him more.." She said, trying to make Airx help him get out. She knew he cold see threw this."I barely know you.. and yet were 'married' "She said, sitting back by him."When you were a contestant I loved you! I was your number on fangirl. Posters, pictures, I was on your team. And I cried so much when you died.. So when I came here I knew that it was only so I could help someone else get out. Please. And don't give me the he's someone elses problem shit. If you help me I will love you forever. No questions asked." She said, kissing him softly to try to get him in on the deal."I'm not saying you have to get him out..but just helping makes me feel better."

Airx growled at her, it was more animalistic then anything else as he sat on the couch and looked towards the ceiling, making it bleed slowly onto his forehead. He didn't bother looking at her as he took on a more wolf look then a human, he then let his head roll to the side as he looked at her finally, the silence between them was a heavy one. "I can't.....why don't you think this way. I am helpping by keeping you and me away from him." he said to her, his icey blue eyes had a bone chilling look in them as he met her gaze, his face looked as if he had it carved out of stone, he stood up and looked down at her, clearly not happy with what she was trying to do, to coax him into doing, which was like breaking the rules that he had to follow since he was made into what she called a monster. He then turnned away from her, not saying another word to her as he made his way out the room, bloody foot prints were left behind, as it was clear that he was going back to looking the exact why he had after he was killed.

"Airx.." She sighed, going after him and grabbing his arm."Please don't leave me here.." She said, looking back at the room and kissing his cheek."I'm sorry. I'm just not used to any of this." She said, stroking his arm and trying to apologize. She suddenly felt the need to hug him and decided to hug him, putting her head back into his chest and taking his scent in."I'm really sorry.." She said, her voice muffled.

"I didn't want to kill you....but somethings can't be help.....Me a monster couldn't control himself enough to not kill the one thing he wantted to live." Airx said to her in a sad southern accent, letting her hug him as he seemed to continue to fall to piece's, his stomach, chest were ripped open, nothing was left on the inside as half his faced appeared chewed off, he even had a limp as he had walked away from her. "Not a single one of us hunters have gotten used to this....only the truly mad and demeanted ones have gotten used to it." he said to her as he patted the top of her head, not hugging her back like he wantted too, he stared off at nothing as his memories of the time that he spent in the game came back to him, watching every mistake that he had made over again. A sad look on his face as he seemed to be lost in a place that he couldn't quit be reached at, at the moment.

Aysel watched, slightly fascinated, as he licked her blood from the knife. Her head tilted to the side as she watched. The realization that now he would be even more so after her dawned on her, and she cursed once again. She looked at the cut a bit quizzically, then back at him. Ava's violet eyes stayed set on his. Then who he was hit her like a boulder. "Damien Gray," she said quietly, her eyes widening. He had been a contestant before, she couldn't remember which games, and she had been rooting for him. That is, until he died. Her mind drifted away from her wounds and towards him. She didn't reply to his question, even though his childish voiced irked painful memories of her past.
Mason grinned at her, surprised at the force of the smaller girl. His blue eyes lit up delightfully and he shrugged. "Why not?" Mason said and kneeled down beside her. "Would you like to go first? Or shall I?" He asked, sweeping his arms out towards the hole in the wall. It did look a bit small for him, but he knew he could make it through is he was careful enough.

Laurette smiled. He was polite, and he sure wasn't stupid. Maybe a little too caring, but that wasn't really a bad thing. She bowed, an amused look in her eyes. "You should go in first. I'll watch your back." She said, taking out her gun. She had almost forgotten that it had been in her pockets the whole time. She crouched down beside the hole, and looked into it. Nothing. Figures. "I hope it leads to an exit. Or something useful." She muttered.

She watched as he walked away."Your not a monster..and i'm happy that I get to be here with you. Screw life outside.." She said, trying ot make him feel better as she saw him falling apart. She ran back into the other room, feeling sick but then came back out."The girl hunter did this to you?" She said, following him. She knew most of the reasons the game wasn't ending was because everyone was partnering up with the hunters. Which hunters were supposed to kill without warning, mostly because the quicker these games ended, the more time they could spend enhancing the next games."Well, are you going to mope around or hunt with me?" She questioned, leaning against the wall in an effort to get him to come back."Theres plenty more contestants.."

Damien's ears perked a little as he heard his name. Putting the knife in his pants pocket, a black, ripped jeans he glanced at her curiously. He was surprised that she knew his name. Raising an eyebrow, he looked at her. "That's me. Now, how is it that you know me?" he asked. The last time he knew, he hadn't introduced himself or seen any other contestants. Besides Laurette and Jake earlier.

"Fine. I'm going to look around.. catch up to me later." She said, walking down the hall until she felt a familiar scent come to her nose. It was the same scent on the shirt. Mason. "Dammit.." She mumbled, feeling herself walking towards the scent. She stopped at the corner, hiding herself out of view of the girl that was with Mason. They were trying to get out by what she could here. If she could just keep herself behind the corner long enough for them not to hear..they would be on their way.' Thank god' she said to herself. Not letting herself make any noises.

Aysel stood, still rooted to the spot. She watched his reactions closely, and her lips parted slightly. She took a breath, feeling her heart hit her chest, and exhaled. "I watched the games. All of them," she said, her voice still quiet. She knew she should be guarding herself, but she just kept her eyes intently on him. "I was rooting for you," she said, even more so quieter than before. She didn't bother to swipe the blood for her cuts, and let her purple, slim fit shirt with tiny black music symbols soak up the blood.
Mason tilted his head and shrugged. "If you say so, miss," he said to her. He stopped for a second as he thought he heard footsteps, and looked around with narrowed eyes. He shook it off and laughed to himself, then carefully crawled in the hole. "I hope so too," he said, and for a second almost slipped. He hit his head on the top of the hole and cursed, then finished crawling in. He stuck his hand out the hole to help Laurette crawl in.

Katie listened to his laugh and sat down against the wall, smiling a little to herself as she listened to his voice. No she couldn't talk to him, unless she was locked up. But listening to his laugh made her feel so much better She put his shirt in her arms, figuring she had to give it back somehow, but without seeing him. She closed her eyes, leaning her head against the wall, she got up quickly, dropping her knife and hearing it clang onto the ground..this whole silent hunter thing wasn't working out for her.

Laurette couldn't help but giggle a little when he hit his head. She took his hand and crawled in as well, covering her mouth with her hand. "Sorry, big guy, it was just a little funny watching you climb into this tiny little hole. I hope your head didn't suffer too much damage." She said, her voice somewhat playful. On her hands and knees, it wasn't too much trouble for somebody as small as her to crawl through here, but she feared that the small space might cave in or that something terrible was waiting for them on the other side. She heard a clang and jumped up a little, hitting her head as well. "Damn it. I think we were followed."

Damien grew confused for the moment before realizing what she was talking about. "Watched.. Oh! You mean they had a video of me too?" he asked, slightly in amusement. He hadn't thought he'd been watched, or that he had people rooting for him. The most that he'd gotten was pity, but that was shared with all contestants. That she was aiming for him to win was different. "You wanted me to win?" he asked after a moment. He noticed she wasn't guarding herself. Seemed a bit more relaxed.

((I still keep posting with the name of Ava. Ergh!))
Aysel nodded slightly. "I watched the games live, but they also recorded them. I had to re-watch them before this," she said, staring at him closely. He seemed less ready to kill her, and more interested in what she had said. "Yes, I did want you to win. All the other contestants were just plain out dumb, or too selfish," she said, segments of the video flashing in her head. Most everyone had been too concerned in helping themselves, but she had remembered he had tried to help others even if they didn't help him.
Mason laughed too, gently pulling her inside the hole. He chuckled as she hit her own head. "That's OK little miss, I think we're even," he said and laughed again. He heard the echo of the clang and poked his head out the hall, eyeing the hallway carefully. "I think we should try to pull something in front of the hole so it's not so obvious," he suggested and glanced back at her, remnants of playfulness still in his pale blue eyes.

Katie picked up her knife, deciding what she would do to help them..she strained herself to not attack but picked up a nightstand and walked down the hall, pretty much showing her face to Mason, tossing him the shirt and then shutting the hole up with the nightstand. She sat on top of it, trying to put weight on it so he and the girls only choice was to go the other way.

Laurette nodded, almost a little childishly, and followed his orders. She grabbed a cabinet that was near the hole, and pulled it towards them, struggling a little as she pulled. She tried her best to stay in the hole, and her arms were surprisingly strong for her size. Once the cabinet was in place, the hole went completely dark. She moved backwards a little, bumping into Mason. "I-I'm sorry. I can't see a damned thing here." She said and turned around, grabbing his arm gently to make sure she knew where he was.

(Uh oh, we posted at the same time. D: )

((xD mine shows up first so ha! x3 ))

Damien narrowed his eyes a little. "Did you watch the game where I was in live or recorded?" he asked, suspicion laced in his voice. She didn't look too old, so he doubted she had watched him die live. He did smirk though, a moment later. "Yeah... They were idiots.. Sadly, the biggest idiot turned on me when we got to the exit." he said, frowning. They had managed to pry a window open, and he had held it up for the girl to get out. When he was going to get out, she let the window go down, the window had a sharpened almost blade like thing on the bottom of it's frame. The rest was history. "Well, if you've watched, you should know." he said.

( Huh? o.o )

(I'll edit mine. xD )

((OK I have a few questions. Is the hole only big enough to crawl in or is it big enough for standing?
Also, how many years ago did Damien die?))

((Musikfreak you deleted your post while I was making one! XD ))

(It's only big enough to crawl.)