Post by LUKE ANDREW JOHNSON on Jul 22, 2011 23:10:48 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll153/tokyotabby/Grey.jpg); border: solid #ffffff 4px; width: 250px; height: 650px;] i'm a lady killer and your a pretty lady Luke Andrew Johnson was never a man for love. In fact, he often spoke about his unfondness of love. It was all a mask though. Up to the present he had fallen for three people. Not that he would admit it to anyone but them of course, if they were lucky. His feet almost glided along the floor as he approached the arcades. It was time for a midnight feast, he was bored. Laughing he pushed open the door, "well now, this should be fun." He licked his lips befor he began to drain all of the humans in the building, thoughts of his three lovers running through his mind. William the Conqueror had just been crowned King of England on December 25th 1066. Luke had been assigned to be his body guard years ago, little did anyone know that he had a big influence in the Battle of Hastings. Luke had wanted England for himself one day and what better way to do it than help his master take control? If he was loyal enough then surely the royal family would eventually regard him as being the best chance they have at keeping Britain there's... Didn't quite work as planned. In fact, it turned out a lot different than he had ever expected. Instead William I ordered for a woman to be taken from a village and given to Luke as a gift. Luke took one look into the woman's eyes and remembered how he had felt when he had been turned, he couldn't do it to her. This woman became his first love and eventually he did turn her. They lived a happy life serving the royals until they had no use for the female. Luke pleaded with them to let her stay, instead they just spared her life and kicked her out. That was the last time Luke ever saw her. Chicago, Illinois, August 5th 1924. Luke had recently come back to America after a long stay serving for the Royal Family in England. He had decided to take a break from his duties and come home for a little while. Peace seemed a little more natural in the U.S. with the first great war now over; England was still in mourning over the lost soldiers. Many of which had been Luke's friends. Still, even with some man called Adolf Hitler trying to get attention in Germany and the Dawes Plan being made to stop another great war, peace seemed common within the lives of people. It was that August night that he had met Maggie Rene Evans, the most beautiful blonde his eyes had ever seen. They had talked for little over a few minutes before they were on their way to her home. Her personality had been what caputred his heart and after they had finished having sex, he turned her. It was only after he had crawled out of their grave that he had realised what he had done. Luke had decided, in the heat of the moment, to leave her buried and continue the rest of the transition on her own. He scribbled her a note with a few hints of how to survive as a vampir before he ran away. Every single day he thought about Maggie, up to the present when they met in the forest and he informed her of who he was. Old feelings started to return and he even confessed his love to her at one point... Then he met Alexandra Glades, the female shifter that liked to mess with vampires. Needless to say he wanted to drink her blood at first, but for some reason he had hesitated and given her time to shift. She didn't run though. Instead the confrontation quickly turned into a fight and Luke attacked Alex. Then suddenly he stopped. All the mistakes of his life had come back to him, images of his first love and Maggie. Here he was attacking this girl for no reason. After that things went a little differently, Luke and Alex found themselves kissing and having sex on the pier. Suddenly they found themselves in a relationship with each other... But could Luke ever tell her that he was starting to fall for her harder than he'd fallen for anyone else? Time would tell... Luke found himself being drawn back to the present, his cold eyes taking in the surroundings as he threw the body in his hands to the ground. The floor was littered with people and Luke's eyes widened as he stumbled backwards. The royals certainly weren't going to be happy about this. He took one last look at the massacre before sliding out of the door, unable to face what he had done. "Shit..." so that means i'm gonna kill you WORDS: no idea TAGGED: closed thread OUTFIT: see pic MUSIC: none NOTES: do not reply! template made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains! |
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