Chosen- Vampire Saga

plot:

Welcome to the ranks of the Chosen

Vampires, drinkers of blood, creatures of the night who perish at the touch of sunlight. They sleep in coffins and have no reflection and a severe allergy to garlic. At least, that's what all the stories claim. But they're not real, right?
Wrong. Vampires are quite real and they would love nothing more then to dethrone the "cattle" currently running the world. To that end they are building an army and soon they will be ready to strike. Too bad all those tales about vampire's weaknesses are a bunch of lies, except for the whole sunlight thing.

Lucky for the human race we're not completely defenceless. The Chosen stand in their way as the last line of defence. Human's with paranormal abilities and weapons formed from their own souls, the only beings capable of taking on vampires and winning.

So to recap... Vampires are real and are plotting to take over the world. Normal humans can't do squat to them. And the only thing standing in their way is a motley band of misfit teenagers with more emotional baggage then a freight train.

Yeah, we are so screwed.

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Vampires: All vampires can levitate and teleport, they also have a certain level of telekinesis. They're stronger and faster then humans In Vampiric society age equals power. The older a vampire gets the stronger and faster they become. Vampires have a tendency to specialize, one could practice teleporting but his other psychic gifts would suffer for it.
Vampires suffer from a strange condition that causes them to gradually lose all pigmentation. Their hair, skin and eye colors slowly bleed away. (pun not intended)

Chosen: Humans with superhuman physical abilities, although their still no match for really old vamps. Each Chosen has two things that set them apart from the others a unique psychic gift and their soul weapon which can be used to slay creatures of darkness. Children destined from birth to protect humanity against the tide of darkness.

Humans: Well I don't think I have to explain this one to you.

Rules: The usual rules apply no god moding no, killing off characters without permission, etc...

Characters: Please follow this character profile.

Name:
Gender:
Age: (make sure to put your actual as well as physical age if you choose to be a vamp)
Race:
Appearance: (Make sure to include a description even if there's a pic.)
Personality:
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Gift/Specialization: (Depending on whether you are a Chosen of a Vamp)
Soul Weapon: (for Chosen only)
Other:

Name: Zael Blake
Gender: male
Age: 18
Race: Chosen, kind of, its complicated

Appearance: Zael has black hair and eyes the gold of newly minted coins. He's average height with a slender, some would say scrawny, build. He can almost always be found with a scowl on his face. His pale skin is appears to be covered in intricate tattoos, that are actually birth marks. Zael also has a pair of black
wings that he is still growing into, he can't fly very far yet.

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Personality: Zael is intense, he's bold reckless and independent. He has issues with authority figures. The Order's problem child in more ways then one. Often sarcastic, frequently angry. Zael is also incredibly competitive and dedicated to his cause. Despite all that he's a very self contained person always keeping a part of himself seperate. He doesn't have many friends but he would like some. Deep down, maybe.

History: Unlike almost all other Chosen Zael doesn't have a drop of human blood in him. His mother was a Vampire Princess, and he has the fangs to prove it, although as a natural born vampire he doesn't need to subsist on blood. His father was Lucifer. Yeah, you heard me right, he's the son of the devil, where did you think the wings came from.

His mother loved him though, and when she realized she was pregnant she ran away from Pandemonium the hidden vampire city. Zael grew up among humans, he was home schooled 'cause there was no way to hide the wings. His mom was his whole world, and that world came crashing down when her Sire found them. The two of them were brought back to Pandemonium where his mom was tortured and killed right before his eyes.

The vamps intended to drink Zael to death, and had even started to when they learned something curious about his blood. It empowers vampires along with reversing the loss of pigmentation, allowing them to pass for humans once more. So the Vamp's decided to keep him as a blood slave, and a pet, one they could
torture.

When he was fourteen Zael manifested his soul weapon and escaped. He spent the next year on his own slaying every vamp he came across. The Chosen finally picked him up and brought him back to the compound where he recieved formal training over the next year. Zael has been a full fledged hunter for two years but he doesn't get to go to the front lines very often, mostly because he keeps scaring off his partners.

Gift: Atmokinesis, the ability to control weather and the forces around. His gift can be highly destructive and he has a hard time controlling it, relying largely on his physical abilities. Since he's only half vamp he lacks their psychic abilities.

Soul Weapon: Zael's soul weapon is a pair of scarlet katanas.

Other: He has a black wolf named Scout that follows him everywhere. Zael loves him, but he knows Scout is a hellhound, his father's eyes and ears. Daddy's watching. Up for love, if you want to help straighten his head out that is.

Name: Brii Arsinoe

Gender: Female

Age: Appears sixteen, but is really 175.

Race: Egyption Vampire

Appearance: Long died black hair, with the front part died a variety of colors. She has dark egyption skin and silver eyes from her premidentation. She tends to wear black and white stuff, namely skin tight jeans, a white t-shirt that hugs her body. And a black half jacket she wears all the time, and finally at her side is where her Khopesh is held.

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This is Brii Arsinoe

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Personality: Brii is calm and soft spoken, but as they say action specks louder than words. Brii is the kind of chick that will threaten her opponets telling them to leave before action acting, she has her own agenda and will go against the tide if her agenda points that way. She seems to have a secret that she won't tell no vampire, little do they know that the secret will only get them killed.

History: Brii had lived in Egypt when she was turned, she was turned at the age of sixteen after being attacked from the shadows by another vampire. Brii had barely escaped from the vampire, but it was already to late, she was bitten, she had quickly found Pandemonium, after she was fully turned she found herself a new weapon, the vampires don't know where she got the weapon. Everyone asks her where she found it, but she won't say, her secret is mystery to all vampires. But it can somehow kill other vampires, no matter there strenght or age. Brii seems to be more than a match for any young vampires, but the older ones she can handle with some time to learn how they fight. She's become known as one of the strongest of the young ones, also known as a Vampiric Fate.

In the time Zael had escaped Panemonium Brii had met him right at the exit, the two had fought, and Brii had defeated Zael, but allowed him to go free on only one promise. Return to her when he is stronger, and together they shall end the vampires plans together. Brii still waits for the growing Zael, now she is now in the shadows waiting and planning moves. She's working against the vampires, and they don't know it...

Gift/Specialization: Powerful Eletric Blasts, that she fires from her hands and into her sword. (Electrokinesis)

Other: Theme

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pjzkf_UqVz8

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This is her sword.

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Sure they can, levitation, teleportation and telekineses are simply the most common ones.

Name: Christi Neftala

Gender: female

Age: 137; looks 14 because that's when she was turned into a vampire

Race: vampire

Appearance: Christi is short and stands around 5'. Her hair is dark brown and reaches her lower back. It's often pulled back in a ponytail, but she occasionally wears it in braids. Her skin has gotten paler as the years go by because of the fact that she cannot go out in the sun. It also has a grayish tint to it. Her eyes are large and a deep red color.

Personality: When she was first changed into a vampire, Christi was timid and shy. But as the years went on and she became stronger, she gained confidence and a certain blood lust. She also became more violent and aggressive.
History: Christi was 14 when she was bitten. She was taking a walk in the woods one night when she was attacked. The vampire dragged her away and took her to the nearest hideout of the monsters. The process of changing is a nasty business and she suffered much going through the change.

For a few years after her change, Christi didn't want to be with the other vampires. She hid from them and spent most of her time alone. Occasionally there would be a reason for her to use her powers so tested them out. After about five years, she had made friends with most of the vampires she was with and her powers were starting to become stronger. She hunted with the other vampires and terrorized the nearest town.

Now she is one of the most aggressive vampires in her group. She has much blood lust and cannot go long without a large amount of blood.

Gift/Specialization: Does she have one??

Soul Weapon: (for Chosen only) none

Other: Up for love with another vampire (straight)

Name: Ashai Nar(egyptian for abundant fire)(name was Dan Smith, but he changed after burning his house down)
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Race: Chosen
Appearance: About 5'11", has toned body, blood-red eyes, thich ash-grey hair, burnt on half of his body and tanned on the other half, always in t-shirt with shorts, wears a pair of gloves, one burnt and falling apart and the other new.
Personality: Easily agrivated, doesn't socialize well, bad mannered, generally angry person
History: Burned down his house after getting in an argument with his parents. Had/has tendencies to vandilize and break the law. Not much else is known.
Gift/Specialization: Has a gift of manipulation(manipulates existing weather, cold, or fire.)
Soul Weapon: Samarai sword
Other: Not up for love.

Name: Eric Rose
Gender: Male
Age: Looks 25 or 26, actually 352
Race: Vampire
Appearance: Eric is about average height at six feet even (although that was tall in his century) with a thin but toned build. He isn't quite as pale as most vamps (see history)--his skin fair but healthy-looking, and his hair is light blond, cropped short, and often messy. His eyes are deep red, almost maroon, and his face is angular and stately. He rarely smiles, and is virtually impossible to read.
Personality: Eric is naturally curious about almost everything, but a couple centuries as a vampire have taught him to control himself. He's quiet and observant, and he'll sometimes stay silent indefinitely if no one speaks to him. He seems distant and aloof, but is very loyal to his cohorts. He's very smart, and has vast amounts of knowledge from his 350+ years. Although he tries not to be unnecessarily cruel, he does have a sadistic side that will show when he's angry.
History: Eric was born in England in the middle of the eighteenth century. He was the son of a craftsman, but he had a passion for medicine, and was allowed to train as a doctor because of his intelligence. He was very skilled, and was recruited by a group of nobles shortly after finishing his training. Although he didn't know at the time, it was a group of vampires, who needed someone to keep their human slaves healthy. After a few months of tending to puncture wounds, he started to figure out what was really going on, and one of the leaders bit him to keep him quiet. He left the group eventually, out of resentment, and went to Pandemonium. Although he wasn't involved in the killing of Zael's mother, he did have a few sips of his blood.
Gift/Specialization: Eric has perfected a very specialized form of telekinesis--he can cause, cure, lessen, or worsen injury and disease.
Other: Up for love, straight, vamps only. He doesn't fight often, but he knows a few nasty pressure point tricks.

*Alright, I'm going to give it one more day and then we can start.*

I claim a female chosen one.

PM me if i can have a female vamp spot please!!!

*Alright lets get this thing started. Those participants who have yet to post their profiles please do so within the next two days or I will consider you withdrawn from the storybook.*

Zael:

The crunch of fallen leaves reached Zael's ears and he glanced behind him to see Ashai and Charlotte walking towards him. Of course, it was Charlotte making all the noise. She was fresh from training, a real greenie.

Zael turned his back attention to the elementary school across from the park. The building was mostly dark but light spilled from the open gym doors and the sound of kids laughing and shouting could be heard clearly in the quiet dusk. The sun was only a tiny sliver on the horizon.

"What are we here for? We should be patrolling down town." Ashai demanded irritably. He was used to Zael ferreting out information about their enemies.

Smirking Zael tossed his cell at the other boy, who caught it deftly. Ashai peered at the screen, reading aloud from the article. "School fundraiser, kids stay awake for thirty-six hours? Why do we care about this?"

Zael shrugged. "Word on the street is that a Noble is coming to town, and he's a Youngblood."

"What's a Youngblood?" Charlotte asked as Ashai swore.

"Youngbloods are a cast of vampire that feed exclusively on he blood of children. Something like this would be a feast for them." Ashai explained.

"That's disgusting." The girl glared at Zael as if he were one himself.

Smirking Zael sniffed the air near her neck. "Yum, AB positive, my favorite." He snapped his teeth playfully at Charlotte who jumped a foot in the air.

Ashai rolled his eyes, just as the last sliver of sunlight slipped beneath the horizon. "Would you stop antagonizing the newb Zael, we have work to do."

*If anyone is wondering a Noble are vampires that are at least 500 hundred years old, and they tend to travel with an entourage.*

Ashai's POV:
I follow Zael, as much as I hate the idea of helping or being a follower, to try and protect the kids. As much as I don't like the idea of helping, its necessary to save the hell we know as Earth. Hell, I relish the idea of the world burning. The real reason for helping is that the vampires have made me a magnificent offer. Everlasting life and a endless supply of whatever makes me happy, whatever happy is. I am contemplating heavily on this idea. Their catch is quite simple. Be a pair of inside eyes. I gave them my word I would think on it, although my word truly means nothing. Today is the day I must give them my answer, and their offer is pretty convincing. Of course, only Zael knows of the offer, but if I decide on the offer his death is ensured tonight. Now I leave it up to him to convince me of remaining with his cause.
On the tactics of the night, I have laid out a pure and cloudless night to help our rechid souls see our enemies. The plan, get close to the school and keep cover to watch for the vampires. Zael's plan, sway me to remain on the correct side.
Now that we approach the school just slightly closer, Zael pulls me aside and tries to sway me.

Christi

The night air is cool, my favorite. Some nights it's humid and sticky. I hate that. I've come to love dark, damp, cold situations. And tonight is one of them.

We're out hunting, as usual. But tonight is a very special night. A Noble has paid us a visit. It's quite an honor. I know that he's really 625 years old, but he looks only a few years older than me. That's one crazy thing about vampires; they keep their same looks from the day they were bit. I still look like I'm 14.

So getting into a school fundraiser will be easy for me. I just have to pretend I'm a student. It's easy as that. That's the plan at least. I have learned from experience however, that nothing ever goes as planned. Something will go wrong tonight. I can feel it.

"Hey, what's up?" Eric asks. I jump, not realizing that he had caught up to me.

"Nothing much. Just running through the plan in my head," I respond. "Do you think it's going to work? The whole, convincing everyone that I'm a student and then rounding them up thing? I see many flaws."

Eric shrugs. "Why don't you speak up if you don't like it?"

"You can't argue with a Noble! You should know that."

"Right." Eric responds before falling silent. We march the rest of the distance like that, side by side, following the vampires in front of us. I feel a little weak as the time passes. I need blood in my system. My last kill was a few nights ago. That's not acceptable.

Hopefully tonight I will get my fill.

Name: Joselyn Vesuela
Gender: Female
Age: (actual age) 22 (vamp age) 159
Race: Vampire
Appearance: Joselyn is roughly five feet just barely making the leap from four foot eleven. She has been short all of her life and resents it with a passion. Joselyn is half black half white and has a nice caramel color that has begun draining and turning paler by the time she turned 60. She has dark brown curly hair that touches the bottom of her thigh and she constantly has it in messy buns and ponytails. Her eyes are a bright aqua that she got from her mothers side (in other words her white side) and dimples. She is curvy with a slender tummy and a belly button ring that she got when she first turned. She loves dressing comfortably and will constantly be seen in yoga pants and a fitted tank top.

Personality: Joselyn is a total sadist. Seriously, she cannot get enough of it. she's pretty sarcastic and is usually seen with a smile on her face from spilling fresh blood. Yet even with her love for misery she's quite charismatic. She draws people in like flys to a venus flytrap with her cute smile. The funny thing though is that she's so oblivious to it. She's pretty ditzy sometimes and enjoys doing random things and that usually tricks people into believing that shes innocent and safe. But once she's got her claws in you it's pretty hard to get out.

History: When Joselyn was human she was a dancer ( yes that type of dancer). She was loved for her exotic good looks and her devilish personality. But one night, as she was giving a vampire a private dance, she was asked if she'd like to deliver some of the worst pain ever known to man.Since then she had been keeping her sadism a secret, but now she turned around with a dimple-y smile and eagerly answered yes. Since being turned she's been a stong helper to the Noble's. Because she was turned directly from a Noble her powers surfaced quickly and with a punch. These days she helps Noble's with their torture and interrogation tactics. She loves her job but has lately been feeling that something was missing in this perfect life of her's. And she plans to find out asap.

Gift/Specialization: Weirdly Joselyn is powerful in three powers that are very helpful ,yes, but each time she uses one of them she grows weak. Her color doesn't drain or anything but she is incapable of fighting or attacking until she drains a human of blood (she can also be partially healed by Eric Rose). The first power she began to get was her power of Augmentation. It doesn't take much energy to use and she usually uses it when shes very weak (its the power to weaken or strenthen someones power). The next power she began to get was her power of bone manipulation. When she was getting attacked by some vampire slaves she was ordered to kill a bone randomly jutted out of her elbow and stabbed the vampire behind her. The last power she gained was her acid generation which she would either use to burn skin, body parts, and other things or to give a quick death.

Other: Joselyn is up for love she just needs someone that can handle her fiery personality. In the past she has taken many female and male lovers but now she is just straight. She also carries a large variety of knives all packed up in a little sheet that she carries in her large gucci purse.

Eric

In front of me, Christi seemed to be walking rather tentatively, so I jogged up alongside her. "Hey, what's up?" I asked.

Christi started, but recovered quickly. "Nothing much," she replied. "Just running through the plan in my head. Do you think it's going to work? The whole convincing everyone that I'm a student and then rounding them up thing? I see many flaws."

I shrugged. She had a point there. "Why don't you speak up if you don't like it?"

"You can't argue with a Noble!" Christi protested. "You should know that."

"Right." We couldn't argue with the Noble--or she couldn't, at least. With my healing powers, I could get away with a little more, but it would still be a bad idea.

I fell back to walk alongside the Noble again. "I assume you're getting a drink tonight?" he asked, smirking a little.

"That's right," I answered. "Not from the children, though. Kids...they eat so much candy nowadays. It gets into their bloodstreams, you know, and it tastes so strange..."

The Noble chuckled a little. "You're a picky eater, hmm?" he asked. "You can find a teacher, then."