House of Night

Jonathan, zombie

Jonathan spared a glance at Asher, slightly annoyed. Did the demon really think they couldn't defend themselves? Of course part of that annoyance might have been him wanting to impress the girls... no matter. It was probably for the best. He was very strong now that he was a zombie, but that didn't mean that Isaac couldn't pull his arm off if he tried hard enough.

With a sigh he strode over to Scarlett. "Are you all right? We should get out of here while he's distracted."

Alanna rounded the corner. Her eyes widened when she saw what was happening. "What's going on?" she asked.

"I don't know, that psycho alan decided to attack these guys, and then the demoness decided to just jump in for no apparent reason, and... really, I have no idea."

Ezra - Demon

He'd been slumped against the wall, trying to keep out of the fight, when Andy appeared from nowhere. Ezra jumped like a rabbit and bolted over to the vampires and the zombie, hopefully they'd deter Andy's probable attack.
"Sorry to bother you," he murmured in the zombie's ear, "but would you mind moving slightly to the right?"
With a puzzled look, the zombie did so and Ezra grinned. "Thanks. Sorry about this, but I'm trying to not get roasted alive."

Scarlett

Serena seemed... all right, I guess. She hadn't drunk for what Scarlett thought was ten days now. Wow. That was a really, really long time. She must be about to burst. Well, in the most desperate case, Scarlett could give Serena some blood. But the girl seemed to be acting strangely, as if something was tickling her and she couldn't scratch it. And then she felt it. It was a rather pleasant smell, nothing particularly delicious, but acceptable. But, there was thing where people smelled differently from person to person. Just like Jonathan, that smelled marvellously.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she responded to him. Actually, her ankle was hurting. The one she had hit Isaac with. "Damn heels..." she lowered to try and make it more comfortable, but a sharp pain crossed her. "Ouch, ouch, ouch."

"What's the matter?" Phelix asked, following them away from the battle area.

"I think I twisted my ankle. Nothing you guys would know about, since I can break your arm and still you wouldn't feel it," she tried to be ironic, but it wasn't the best situation.

Name: Skylar "Sky" Damali, she is generally known as Sky to everyone except for people she doesn't know or doesn't like.

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Apperance:

Normally: She has Black hair, Pale skin and brownish eyes. Shes about 5 foot 2inch and has a petite frame. Can be generally taken as Emo. but she a vampire what can you do?

When Hungry: Hair is White eyes are red.

When mad, furious, or when fighting: Her hair is still black but it gets streaks of red in it and her eyes turn black.

Personality: Shes a fighter, but shes very clumsy Shes a good friend and is very nice to others except for when you get her mad She has a wild temper, is very smart, she is a HUGE flirt!. Shes outgoing and she likes to be alone most of the time though she enjoys her friends.

History: She was born as Elizabeth Madison, in 1848 and died in 1865 she was only 17 she was a beautiful girl and when she wouldn't marry who her father wnted she was banished. Sent out into the woods to fend for herself. She was attacked by a "monster" (whom and what are unknown still)and was left for dead by the "monster". A vampire came across her body she was barely living. When he turned her, she changed her name. She statred dating the vampire whom changed her. she doesnt keep one "love" for long. She recenly moved in to House of night with her new boyfriend. whom she will break uo with soon enough.

Likes: Her Ipod, her laptop, she always has a book with her, shes adiccted to fire, and loves to dance.

Dislikes: Sterotypes, getting mad, and falling in love.. </3

Bad Habits: She bites her nails :/ and she doesnt like being around many people. She will act overly confident in bad situations.

Weaknesses: She falls in "love" to easily, She gets mad, and her lack of control when she is mad. though she falls in love she always feels alone. D:

Stregths: She can absorb others powers, no matter what "race" they are. Shes very fast and strong. She is a very controlled vampire.

Other: She is up for true love, but not with a vamp. She would most likely fall in love with a wolf... She doesnt mind wolfs her best friend is one.

She had been turning to leave when she realized that someone had something about her, all she heard was "...leech!" She turned back to the person, and realized there was a large scuffle now, involving half the darn school, it seemed. She looked over at the person who had called her that and responded "yeah, I get that alot."

Turning to ignore the person, she headed closer to the big fight. There was a zombie there, and someone else. Funny, she thought, how zombies are so easy to pick out of a crowd. She moved over to them and asked "What's this all about?"

hahahhahahha. Weird, Skylar is my name. And people call me sky...

Phelix

"I could break your arm and you wouldn't feel it," Scarlet said. I smiled at her.
"Yeah, well, your right," i said back. Johnathon nodded.
"Well, at least people don't hate you just because your dead." Johnathon added with a frown. We scurried through the hallways away from the fight.

"So....What do you wanna do?" i asked.

Scarlett

"Not walking around," she responded, pointing down at her right foot. "And, at least people don't run away from you because you may be out of control and drink their blood."

Well,it wasn't a nice point, but still she had to accept what she was. And even though she had never known any other kind of existence for herself, she wondered, while watching every other living specie.

Isaac

His first attack was a mistake; a result of his loss of control. Asher switched into his demon form, long claws to match his own sprouting from his nails and fire beginning to flicker at his fingertips.

With an inhuman screech he clashed with his best friend, slamming him with all the force he could muster and causing a slab of plaster to fall off the wall. He held him there, attempting to speak and not wanting to harm him further, but suddenly an unbearable heat blasted across his palms and soon the smell of cooked flesh rose into the air. Isaac stumbled back, gazing in disbelief at the now raw flesh of his palms. I can't believe he just did that! Isaac looked up towards Asher before lunging forwards, now giving the demon no quarter, fighting him as if for his life.

First the two slammed through another classroom, Isaac too quick for Ashers' attempts at slashing him with his claws. Isaac brought down his own talons on his chest, hearing the ripping of his friends shirt and seeing the four red stripes jump out from the material.

He stopped, pulling back, but anger still coursing through his veins.

He shouldn't have stopped.

Asher burst into angry flames and charged at him, singing his arms and wings as he attempted to beat him away. He felt Asher's talons dig deep into his already wounded shoulder and he snarled, reigning slam by slam down on Asher with his wings and his fists, the air whooshing out his lungs as a fist plunged into his gut. Another trail of fire was left down the side of his face, from brow to cheek as his friend drew a deep slash down the Alan's face. Snarling, e grabbed the nearest weapon by pushing a student off his chair and crashed it into Asher's ribs, only for the plastic to melt millimeters before it touched his skin and doing barely any damage.

He tosses the chair across the room, not caring who it hit or that he was losing it in front of a classroom of other students. "You're supposed to be my brother!" he spat, now advancing upon Asher and feeling his burns and his shoulder pound painfully. Asher met him in a grapple, almost seeming to forget the force that Isaac's hands could produce. He tensed them, bending Asher's hands back onto his wrists as Asher howled, hauling Isaac straight through the window, both of them crashing down to the pond below.

Ezra - Demon

Ezra ran his fingers through his bright blue hair and smiled sardonically at the vampire who had just arrived. He raised an eyebrow when he saw her hair, it was pretty much as coloured as his. He nodded in approval and this time his grin was more friendly.
"They're fighting," he stage whispered, pointing to the group of people who were now walking away down the corridor. "And I'm hiding from someone. So I should probably take off and find a nice corner where I'm gonna hide until class. You want to tag along?"
He didn't know what made him add the last part, but he was craving some sort of company that wasn't about to kill him, and this vampire girl didn't look too murderous. At least not now anyway.

She saw him eyeball her hair, like most people did. Surprisingly, he didn't make a smart comment. Then again, his hair was much the same as hers, when it came to the dye. Finally, someone who didn't have to make a smart comment up about it.

"You want to tag along?" He asked her.

She shrugged, "Sure, why not?" They turned away from the fight and headed back down the hallway.
"So, you're some kind of....thing, aren't you? I mean, you're different, and you're not one of those giant birds in there. Right?" She was being a little nosey, but why not? They had at least one thing in common... a fascination with ManicPanic hair dye.

(I won't post what Ezra's comment might be, because I feel like that would be imposing on your character.)

Ezra - Demon

He grinned at her, he didn't realise that she was new to the school. Everyone here knew what a demon was, and the majority of the student body had heard of him.
Ezra the demon boy with the crazy hair and the weird dress sense.
"I'm a demon." He said answering her question.
He was smiling slightly as he concentrated and turned half into his demon form. The vampire gasped slightly as his skin turned a deep, mottled purple and claws puntured through his knuckled skin.
"And my name is Ezra, by the way. Ezra the almighty."
He said the last bit with a wink and abruptly turned the corner, trying to find a place in the school where Andy hopefully wouldn't find him.

A demon? Hmm.... That's strange. She gasped as she first saw his new skin, but grinned.

"Hey, that's pretty cool. I always thought Demons were just stories out of the Bible or something... but then again, I'm a vampire." She chuckled as she thought about that. Of course there were demons. They rounded a corner and continued their search for a good hiding spot from whoever.

"And my name is Ezra, by the way. Ezra the almighty." He said with a wink.

"Oh really? If you're so Almighty, why are you hiding from someone?" This made her laugh again, "By the way, my name is Koree. K-O-R-E-E-. Not spelled like a boy."

She looked over at him, and commented "So who are you hiding from and why?"

Asher

I was beyond reason. I hadn't told Isaac yet that if a demon goes out of control then they can't even stop themselves. They are reduced to raw nerves and fighting instincts. This was the real reason demons were feared, not because they were pranksters. Few people know of this.
It felt as if someone else had taken control of my body, someone with a sole purpose, to destroy. I was in the back seat, only just aware of what I was doing and then we went flying out the window, into the pond. The heat coming off my body quickly made the water boil and rapidly evaporate. We were engulfed in steam. Isaac tried to escape from the strangely quiet white by flying and I grabbed onto his foot. Isaac yelled as we shot up into the air.
Thump. I heard it before I felt it. He has kicked me in the face in an attempt to make me let go of his leg. I snarled at him and dropped. The impact on the earth would normally have shattered all my bones but one of the perks of demon mode was that you are a lot more resistant. I hunched over into a crouch, snarling, incapable of words.
Isaac landed and looked at me, Please, I thought, Please realise that somethings wrong. My silent begging was to no avail as Isaac started the fight again, not that I would have been able to stop. A lot of students gathered around us and I hissed at them all, taking my eyes away from Isaac for only a spit second. I shouldn't have looked away because in the short time I was distracted, Isaac was upon me. Not caring about getting burnt. he crushed my hand and wrist with his mighty hand.
The pain woke me up. I pushed myself away and transformed back. "Isaac, let's not fight!" I yelled at him, "Listen, I-"
Isaac seeing his chance ripped my other shoulder as he lunged for my neck. his second attempt succeeded. I was lifted off the ground with my feet dangling below me. In a vain attempt to free myself I kicked his knee and it buckled, slamming us both to the ground. The vice around my neck not loosened by a fraction. Wincing from the pain of moving my arm with the injured shoulder, I pulled it up until it was almost touching where his heart would be, I lit a small flame. Isaac's eyes glared at me madly. "Touche?" I asked, I couldn't resist.
No reply. Instead, he let go of my neck and stood up. He spat on me before leaping up into the heavens.
I wiped off the spit off my skin and cackled loudly.
I stood up and looking at the redness of some peoples faces and others looking away. I realised that I had burned away my cloths and refusing the many offers of coats and other objects I could cover myself up with I paraded to my room, trying to satisfy my empty, dark and mourning heart with the thought that I had gone a step farther with my wardrobe than Ezra could ever go. Not succeeding, I wondered what Isaac was doing now and whether I had lost my only friend and family over a bunch of vampires and humans.

Sorry I'm late Moo. Oh yeah, did your mum say? I ran into her tonight!

Phelix;

"Well, i can carry you to you room." i replied and looked at her for an answer. "That is- if you-" i began.
"Fine." she said. Johnathon looked at me weirdly. I picked her up from the waist and propped her on my shoulders.
"Ok, this is weird," i said, how about you just walk?"