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Post by ISABELLE KATHERINE TREBORN on Jul 11, 2011 1:58:34 GMT
The sky was dark, the stars hidden by the thick clouds that promised rain. Isabelle didn't mind though. The touch of rain on her skin made her feel human, something she had not been for a short time now. A sigh escaped her mouth as she looked up, staring aimlessly at the sky as she stood there in the middle of the road. There was a gentle breeze that made her fiery hair blow behind her. The touch of it on her face was soothing and made her want to forget everything. She just wanted to stand there all night and wait for the sun to come up. Isabelle wanted her last moments to be almost human, she wanted that feeling again. The feeling of a warmth inside her, the feeling of her heart beating, the feeling of her cheeks warming up as she blushed. Yes she missed her human life, and the feelings she had at that time, but it was better now. She didn't have to fear her family or God. She was free.
There was a loud beeping coming from in front of her. Isabelle's eyes quickly flicked to the source and her eyebrows raised as she saw a man leaning out of a car window, "stop daydreaming and get a move on love." Her head tilted slightly, the smell of his blood catching her attention even with the stentch of booze coming from him, "did anyone ever tell you not to drink and drive?" She walked towards him and tugged him out of the car with ease, holding him inches off the ground as she gripped his throat, "it's not because of hurting people. It's because you become a snack." Isabelle let her fangs extend before she threw the man at his car, "now drive on asshole." A smirk crossed her face as she hid her fangs and began walking towards the empty high school.
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Post by CORBIN ROSE HALLOWAY on Jul 11, 2011 3:08:56 GMT
Corbin lifted her head slightly as she took in the scent. Needless to say she had been tracking her for sometime. She didn't necessarily had to be tracking down her creation like she was some kind of prey...but that's just what Corbin was used to especially when she had to snap a little sense into a misbehaving vampire. In this case though her visit would be nicer, or at least she hoped so. Her high heels made a rhythmic tap on the pavement below her as she approached the high school. To a vampire the idea of school seemed ridiculous, all they were doing was stuffing their brains with nonsense just so they could make a job and feel better about their pathetic existence. Then again there was a part of her that missed that.
Corbin adjusted her dress suit slightly as she got a little closer to the school. Rarely was Corbin seen in anything other then the best of the best, it was almost expected considering she was Royalty. Once the fiery red head was spotted she gave a smirk. Corbin became nothing more then a blur before she had stopped dead in front of Isabelle. "Sweetheart how are you doing?" her voice was soft and sweet but there was a hint of coldness. Her hand reached for Isabelle's cheek and touched it softly as she studied her like a prized possessions as a smile crept across her face.
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Post by ISABELLE KATHERINE TREBORN on Jul 11, 2011 23:34:31 GMT
Suddenly a woman was stood in front of Isabelle and she stopped instantly, not knowing why or what was going on. Her eyes examined the person in front of her, taking in every detail and taking interest in the way that this woman was dressed. "Sweetheart how are you doing?" Her eyes lifted and she looked at the woman that had spoke with such a sweet yet cold voice, like she was the leader of some cult or even royalty. Then the woman's hand touched Isabelle's cheek and it reminded her of when her father stroked her cheek before slapping her every time she had sinned or not prayed correctly. A tear of blood ran down Isabelle's cheek before she finally pushed the woman's hand away. "I don't know who you are or why you are here, but if you touch me again, i'll feed you to the wolves." She stared into the woman's eyes before walking past her.
Isabelle couldn't care if the woman had been offended or if she was following her, she had a plan and right now nothing was getting in the way of that, especially not some stupid vampire. She jumped up onto the roof of the high school and walked over it to the place above the principal's office. The she stopped, and as the rain finally started to fall down on them Isabelle realised that she had made a mistake. That woman was familiar and she had only just noticed that right now. That woman was the one she had met on the night she had got drunk. That woman was Isabelle's maker.
Her eyes widened and she turned around, hearing the sound of something in the wind, "hello?" Fear took control of Isabelle's body and she stood there shaking before finally dropping to her knees and looking around hoping to see something. There was nothing. Just the sound of something there lurking in the night. Tears of blood rolled down her cheeks again and she looked up at the sky as the rain splashed onto her face, a hint of terror in her voice as she screamed into the night, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! Please don't hurt me..."
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Post by CORBIN ROSE HALLOWAY on Jul 12, 2011 3:07:33 GMT
All Corbin could really do was give a disapproving glare towards her. The brat was gone even before Corbin could open her mouth. There really was nothing more to do expect creep though the shadows after her. As she crept closer she could see the wheels turn in her creation's obviously tiny mind. She was right to be scared. She had just spoken back to not only her creator but her queen. There was no telling what Corbin was going to do next, she didn't even know. "Your wise to be scared..." she hissed from the darkness. Within a second Corbin's hands were tightly wrapped around the young girls neck as her lips hovered inches away from her ears. "Not only have you made the mistake to talk back to your creator...but you have made the mistake to talk back to your queen." A slightly laugh escaped her lips just as her eyes began to turn darker. "Get up." she barked coldy as her fangs extended. Her beauty never once wavering even with the anger that was spread across her face. "Normally I kill those that talk back to me..." Her cold eyes locked on Isabelle she began to circle her slightly. She was as exactly as she remembered.
"If I were you I would think of a good way to apologize to me before I make the decision that it is just best to depose of you." she tilted her head slightly studying her possession once more as if she trying to see if there was any visible cracks or chips. It was apparent that at that moment Corbin wasn't very pleased with her creation, but only time would tell if she truly did want to keep her around. "You were so pathetic when I first found you....so lost....so weak." There was a part of her that felt for her, wanted to be that mother figure...but every inch of her fought against that. She had been trying to lose the rest of her humanity ever since it had been taken away from her by Heath when he turned her...she didn't need it now, she was a vampire queen.
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Post by ISABELLE KATHERINE TREBORN on Jul 16, 2011 5:12:02 GMT
"Your wise to be scared..." Isabelle's eyes widened as she tried to see where the voice had come from, the only thing stopping her from doing so being the two hands that tightly grabbed her neck. Her eyes widened as she tried to speak, unable to do so from the force on her neck and only managing to make a low moan as the woman leaned into her and informed her that she had angered the queen. Her eyes moved so they could look at her creator, fear deep inside them as her body shook slightly. "Get up." The tone of the woman's voice made it clear she wasn't messing around and in the instant that Isabelle had heard it she was stood on her feet, her head bowed low with her eyes staring at her feet as the woman informed her about how she usually killed people that talked back to her. A tear of blood fell from her eye and splashed on the floor as she thought that this would be the end of her life.
Then the woman spoke again and Isabelle raised her head, wiping the tears away with the sleeve of her top. She was getting a second chance, or so she thought. The fear still burned away inside her and as the woman began talking about how she was as a human, how she had been lost and weak, it began to turn into sadness. Isabelle's thoughts wandered to the last time she had seen her parents, the night she had ran away. It had been a cold night with the winter air biting at her skin and she had just helped her parents bring in some late night shopping they had done. Isabelle had heard a song on the radio that day and was whistling the tune to it as she helped unpack the things, nothing too serious, just the tune of a song she didn't even know. Then out of nowhere she had been spun around by her father and slapped across the face. He had shouted at her and told her that she needed to listen to gospel, not blasphemy. At that time she hadn't known what she had done wrong, she had just cried and ran up to her room, there was nothing else she could do. It had been in her room that she had just grabbed a bag and threw some clothes into it before unlocking her window and climbing down onto the porch roof. Isabelle had given one last look at her parents in their room before jumping into the snow and running away.
Back in the present, tears of blood ran down her cheeks as the thoughts flooded her mind. She was unaware of her surroundings or what was going on, but one word escaped her lips before she flung her arms around the woman and hugged her tight, crying into her shoulder. That one word had been, "momma..."
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Post by CORBIN ROSE HALLOWAY on Jul 17, 2011 16:50:40 GMT
It hadn't been the reaction she was expecting. Isabelle was reduced to nothing more then tears and instead of crumbling to the ground beneath her she was tightly clung to Corbin. Her eyes widened slightly before she allowed her hands to lightly tap her on the back. "There, there." she cooed. As she tilted her head to get a better look at her. "Vampire's don't cry sweetheart. I wouldn't want to have to kill my creation because you can't act like a proper vampire." she smirked slightly as her eyes darkened. She noticed she was starting to sound a little more like Heath. Maybe he was leaving quite an impression on her. "Clean yourself up and show mommy that you can be a good little vampire and stay strong." she said softly as she brushed the tears from her cheek. "I'm giving you a chance so use it well Isabelle."
Corbin stepped back and wiped her tears from her hands as she studied her with a stern face. She didn't seem like she would cause much trouble which was good...she had a better chance of surviving which was exactly what Corbin had wished for. "How many have you killed since you were turned?" she said sharply as she looked into her eyes. "Remember you are in the presence of the queen so I suggest that you don't lie." she said with a slight grow.
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Post by ISABELLE KATHERINE TREBORN on Jul 17, 2011 19:28:03 GMT
Isabelle felt her creator's hands tap her on the back and she closed her eyes, finally feeling accepted by someone. Then her world shattered when it became clear that she was just a creation to this woman, a toy she could play with and discard off when bored. Isabelle lifted her head slightly and looked at the woman as she called herself mommy and said she needed to clean herself up. The rain was still pouring down and Isabelle's clothes were getting really wet, so she used the sleeve of her top to wipe the blood away from underneath her eyes. Isabelle knew that she was a mess and that she wasn't the best of vampires at this moment, but usually she was strong willed and in control, at this moment though she was vulnerable and didn't know what to do
"How many have you killed since you were turned? Remember you are in the presence of the queen so I suggest that you don't lie." Her eyes wandered up to stare into the woman's and she gulped slightly before shuffling her feet and stepping backwards a few steps. Was that all she was destined for? To be a killing machine? Isabelle wanted freedom, not to be a slave, but she decided to answer anyway, "ten, ma'am. I was once like them, I only kill those that need to be killed." Her eyes fixed onto the floor as she wondered if she had done something wrong or not, she was hoping all was well but it probably wasn't.
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Post by CORBIN ROSE HALLOWAY on Jul 18, 2011 2:44:05 GMT
"ten, ma'am. I was once like them, I only kill those that need to be killed." Corbin tilted her head slightly as she examined Isabelle. She didn't seem like a fighter but from her report Corbin could assume otherwise. "Just as long as you cover up the evidence well. I would have no choice but to kill you if someone caught on." she said as she continued to look her over. "I can be thankful you are not like Miss Evans or Mr. Johnson. Those two vampires are in for a treat. I'm a little disappointed that they are such messy eaters. The humans already are on edge that we around...the last thing I need is a reason for them to mob us." Her eyes wandered back up to Isabelle's as she smiled slightly. "You're not a messy eater are you? I would like to hope I chose well before I turned you." Corbin stroked her cheek gently as she tilted her head and looked at her neck, remembering how little control she had over herself the night she turned her.
"Belle...you are my first. You mean a lot to me. I don't want to loose you....you're too valuable to me." she said stepping back slightly and taking her hands as she stared into her eyes. You could never tell if Corbin was sincere when she was performing her duties. To her this was just another job. She regretted not keeping an eye on Isabelle sooner. The last thing she needed was to get complaints about her creation and be blamed from the damage done. "My husband mentioned that you were causing a bit of trouble and that I need to pay you a visit. I wanted to investigate the situation a little further if you know what I mean. Are you aware of the things you are being investigated for? I'm sure if you had your own creation you would understand my concern." she said softly as she looked coldly at her. When emotions weren't in the way Corbin could make a very intimating queen.
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Post by ISABELLE KATHERINE TREBORN on Jul 29, 2011 19:04:06 GMT
"Just as long as you cover up the evidence well. I would have no choice but to kill you if someone caught on." Isabelle looked up at the queen and gulped, "I can be thankful you are not like Miss Evans or Mr. Johnson. Those two vampires are in for a treat. I'm a little disappointed that they are such messy eaters. The humans already are on edge that we around...the last thing I need is a reason for them to mob us." Isabelle took a step back as she frowned. If she was human she would be sweating and her heart would have stopped beating. "You're not a messy eater are you? I would like to hope I chose well before I turned you." Isabelle shook her head as the queen, her maker, stroked her cheek. She didn't want to die. She was still so young.
"Belle...you are my first. You mean a lot to me. I don't want to loose you....you're too valuable to me." The queen took a step back and took hold of Isabelle's hands, their eyes staring into each others. Was it wrong that in that moment Isabelle just wanted to pull the vampire queen in for a kiss? The fear and respect she had was taking control of her. She could only stand there, fearing that death was coming to her tonight. "My husband mentioned that you were causing a bit of trouble and that I need to pay you a visit. I wanted to investigate the situation a little further if you know what I mean. Are you aware of the things you are being investigated for? I'm sure if you had your own creation you would understand my concern."
Isabelle gulped again and stepped backwards a bit, "I accidentally drank some blood from another vampire's human." She looked at the queen and her eyes widened, "I didn't mean to! I didn't know she belonged to someone else! I just drank and then this guy came and then it all happened so fast..." Blood tears ran down her cheeks as her body started shaking, she didn't want to think about that night or what that vampire had done to her. She wanted to be happy and loved. Her hands tightened their grip on the queen's, the blood pouring out of her eyes more and more.
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Post by CORBIN ROSE HALLOWAY on Aug 2, 2011 3:13:10 GMT
Corbin hold tell that her creation was scared. In a way the fear amused her but she could not help but feel some pity over the poor creature. She had remembered how she had been as a human and she could see how little traces of that had been left behind. Corbin parted her lips slightly as she gave a slight smile. "Just as long as you know it is wrong I think that is what counts." she lifted her chin making sure that Isabelle eyes met hers. Corbin did a good job at holding herself with great power. Perhaps that is what Heath loved about her. She could be a great and powerful queen when she wanted to be.
"Of course I'm going to have to punish you. My request of you won't be huge, but kept in mind I don't give second chances. If you break any rules I have established, creation or not you will face the true death." she said softly making sure the leave an uneasy feeling within Belle. "You are required to live in my mansion along with the rest of my servants. I'm going to keep a close eye on you this time until I feel confident that you won't cause anymore trouble. Think of me as your new mother." Corbin allowed her hand to drop of her side as her eyes lit up.
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