The Unforgiven

wheres the book set I mean which country is it in and are their any other mythical creatures in their world or is it just vampires

Name:Leon Mudarias
Age:405

Gender:Male

Good or bad:Good

Personality:A straight forward vampire, very social at times, but in other times of need, very anti social

Appearances:Attached photo (it's me)

History:Unkown.

Other: (up for love)

*Claims spot on Unforgiven!*

Name: Jude Debi
Age: 40
Gender: female
Good or bad: Unforgiven - good
Personality: Cannot control herself when it comes to feeding since she's a newborn. Hates asking for help and can be a pain in the but sometimes. She makes up for that when it comes to battle as she is very lethal. Loyal to good friends, but you have to work to be on her good side.
Appearances: http://swissnax.deviantart.com/art/Purple-hair-95578042 But her hair is redish-brown - her eyes are a purpley blue
History: Changed when she was 16, during the time the Beatles were popular. Doesn't know who did it, and hates not being able to control herself. When she woke up for the first time being a vampire, she heard the song "Hey Jude" on a radio, and thought it was talking about her. She renamed herself Jude after the song. Jude can play a few instruments, and plays "Hey Jude" a lot. It'd her favorite song.
Other: Up for love

((OMG!!!!! SIC your back , its xXParamoreXx! ))

Name:Helene

Age:360

Gender:female

Good or bad:Good

Personality: shy and quiet girl, doesn't like to socialise.

Appearances:Attached photo (me!) Im the one grinning like a mad cow.

History: unknown

Other: (SIC I can i claim you )

*Hey Firestalker, can Kathleen claim Zire, please? ^_^*

He's all yours ^^

.:Echelon:. wrote:((OMG!!!!! SIC your back , its xXParamoreXx! ))

Name:Helene

Age:360

Gender:female

Good or bad:Good

Personality: shy and quiet girl, doesn't like to socialise.

Appearances:Attached photo (me!) Im the one grinning like a mad cow.

History: unknown

Other: (SIC I can i claim you )

Sure, you officially have dominant rights over me.

Haha, yay! ^^ Hey, when is this storybook starting, anyways?

Can someone else start as I haven't anough time at the moment.

Vincent Valois sat silently on the Apocalyptican throne, staring at his minions.
He took out his pocket watch, an antique over one hundred years old, handcrafted by an old acquaintance whose life was ended for Vincent’s amusement.
Opening the watch, Vincent looked not at the time, though it was there for him to see, but the picture of a woman who any human would assume to be young.
Vincent drank from his goblet, licking the red liquid on to his lips, rouging them.
“I have come to a decision,” Vincent announced, still looking at the picture.
His court, a mixed collection of vampires new and old, bad and simply mad, ended their private conversations and turned their vacant gazes towards him.
“You cut off the head, and the body ceases to function,” Vincent said, matter-of-factly, “so to defeat the enemy…well, it’s simple really.”
He closed his pocket watch, tucking it away, and lifted himself onto his feet, still holding his goblet of blood.
He grabbed a random vampire, one who was new to the clan and who Vincent had not gotten to know.
Throwing the vampire into an open space, Vincent drew his rapier. He nodded at a weapon rack behind his victim.
“Choose your weapon.”
The vampire reluctantly took a medieval longsword, unused for centuries, its blade blunt, and approached Vincent.
“En Garde!”
The unknown duellist swung at Vincent, but missed, throwing himself off balance.
Vincent laughed, and lunged the rapier into his neck with such force that his opponent’s head came off.
Licking the blood from his blade, Vincent sat back on his throne.
“What I propose, ladies and gentlemen, is we seek out the leader of the Unforgiven, Lucinda Jonas. I’m sure you all know her, and those who don’t will recognise her. Do not kill her! If anyone is going to do anything to her, it will be me. Bring her to me, and you will be greatly awarded. You are dismissed.”
The congregation began to disappear into the shadows, something which seemed natural for groups of vampires to do.
One female vampire stayed behind, however, and approached Vincent.
“You are dismissed, Evie.”
“Actually, Vincent,” Evie said, smiling in a disturbingly child-like manner, “I was hoping that we could kill Lucinda together! Think about it, think about all the fun we could have…”
“Evie,” Vincent growled, “if you cause her any pain, I will have ten times as much pain caused to you. Now, leave.”
Evie’s smile vanished, and Vincent thought she was about to explode.
It appeared to be his lucky day, though, when she spat a pinkish glob of saliva, mixed with human blood, near Vincent’s foot and stomped away.
"Evie.”
Evie turned around, excitedly.
“Do whatever you wish to the other Unforgiven. Just keep your hands off Lucinda.”
Evie nodded, smiling, though Vincent could see disappointment, maybe some anger, in her eyes.
He made a private bet to himself that she would kill something within the next hour.

Lucinda watched the dieing sun hide behind the shadowy carpathian montains. The trees waved the air and lefts brushed at her toes. It was cold but the cool air breathed on her face. She could hear Helene and Leon's voices in the background. She thought about the enermy Vincent. He was very handsome in his apperance but his soul was evil. She stared out at the now ebony black sky as she thought about him.

Helene stared into Leon eyes,

"Are we going hunting tonight" she asked.

Evie was furious.
Who was this beast-sucker that Vincent would not allow her to slaughter? And how dare she be so special? Her smile vanished as she turned away from Vincent and stomped down the hallway, out of the clan, out of the undisclosed location of the Apocalyptican headquarters, and into the foggy human city.
She spotted a cat, grooming itself on the street. "E costa stai facendo en modo tardivo?" And what are you doing out so late?
"If I were Jonas I would slay you right now."
The orange tabby continued to lick its paws, ignoring the vampire. And if there was one thing she needed, it was attention. But just as Evie was about to sink her claws into the beast, she heard a whimper. A soft, human whimper. She whirled around to find a young boy crying.
"Sh-sh-she's mine," he sobbed. "D-d-don't--"
As she advanced on the child, she smiled again, revealing pearly white fangs.
"Ciao, mia bella."

[sorry it's so short, I don't have much time]

Kathleen grimly turned from Vincent and kept to the shadows of the hallway, keeping in the crowd of the other vampires. Sure, she could understand killing humans, but their own kind, in the Apocalyptica? Unconciously she moved her hand to her neck. She felt the air move slightly as someone silently walked up next to her. She smelled the air that brushed softly under her nose; Zire. She could tell by the scent of his blood.

"Hey, Katie. You alright?"

She smiled up at Zire, looking into his ruby red eyes. "Yeah, I'm good. Just a little hungry, I guess." She slowly dropped her hand from her throat.

Zire gave a relieved, comforting smile that made Kathleen practically melt.

**Your turn, Firestalker! ^_^**

She smiled, her beautiful smile that made me speechless as i gazed at her. She was one of the main reasons i had joined the Apocalyptican clan.

"Well, there's no use standing her all day, come on" I said pulling her from her hand.

"And where do you think your taking me?" She asked.

"Well, I recently captured some humans" i explained "Wanna have some fun?"

**Sorry, that all i got for now, my next post will be linger i promise.**