Castiel's fingers danced across the bridge of the violin in the light of the rising sun. His deep blue eyes closed, as he listened to the notes rise from the bow. He frequently came out early morning like this... it seemed to be the only time that he had to himself. His father hated the fact that he played the violin, said it wasn't something a prince should do. His mother had actually taught him how to, and ever since her death, he had continued to play. The sounds that came were sad, as they almost always were, though today, they were even more so today... Today he was to pick his princess from the many coming this afternoon. His father at least gave him the option of picking instead of assigning him one. Apart from the violin, his mother taught him about true love. Something like that, couldn't be forced, much like her love had been. She ahd been in love with the gardener at her palace, but had been forced to marry his father. His father had known the story, and was under suspition that he had killed his wife because of jealousy.
Castiel set down his violin softly in his lap as he looked at the slowly brightening sky. He would never be his father... Perhaps that was a down fall... But there was no other way to live his life... he was a prince after all...
[[PM either be a princess coming, or a servent]]
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Castiel tucked different things he would need into his belt while his younger brother sat on the bed, cross legged. "Do you Really have to go Cass?" Cass sighed, "Yes, Michael." He said softly. "If I don't do this, then kitsunes will die off, enslaved by humans." They had started a treaty with the human king of the close kingdom, but so far it hadn't gone through. It was rather difficult to simply sit back and allow their people to be killed. Castiel's plan? To kidnap the princess of the castle, force the hand of the king to sign the treaty. Michael kicked his feet, "Why can't I go?" Cass laughed at the child and ruffled his hair between his two fox ears. "You're kinda short and a little slow." The brothers had a slight scuffle before there was a knock on the door, "Castiel." A male voice called from outside of the door, "Are you ready?"
Though the dark forest, seven kitsunes ran, their feet barely touching the ground. They neared the castle and split into singles. The six were to distract the guards while Cass scaled the wall. The princess's room had a balcony with french doors, so it made it easier to get into the room. He looked up to it, the doors dark before he began to climb the wall. It took him only a moment to get up to the railing. He lept over it and crouched, his ears twitching at every sound.
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A dream..... a dream.... a dream..... a dream....Is that what it was? Just... a dream? Was the world just an ugly dream? Was the place where father's beat their children, mothers picked up the bottle of whiskey. Was that.... all just a dream? It had to be. In this beautiful place, how could such evil exist? The world was warm and calm, even the sun seemed to gently shine down. The leaves cast a shadow of green... green... green.... green....
Green hair... That's what his mother had. Long, beautiful green hair and red eyes. He could see her holding him. He too had green hair and her same red eyes. You could see that they were one in the same. But no... when he woke, he would have the golden eyes and light brown hair that he had always had... had.... had.... had...
And like he had always had... he could see things that other's couldn't. Small creatures with wings... People with wings. They were fairies. It was like the one that was always behind him. True. The green haired and red eyed trouble maker that always seemed to get him into trouble... Trouble all but with one person. Her. He had met her when they were both really young. He had lost his mother at birth and was with a strict father. She had lost her father and her mother beat her. She didn't want to believe taht the world was bad... so he had showed her the beautiful world he had found. The world of the faries, he even showed her the winged birth mark upon his back. But True... True had given his father the feeling of where to find them. She was taken away from him. And he... he... he.... he....
She had come to his door that he had locked, wanting to see him. "Go away. What I showed you, it wasn't real. I don't like you." The lies he spouted out were in hope that she wouldn't be hurt... He wouldn't let her be in this world... in his world... He hadn't seen her since....
He opened his eyes to the sky above him. He was at school.... The place where he was called a liar by everyone, though he smiled as if it didn't bother him. He sat up and his eyes fell upon a too familiar face... a face that he thought he wouldn't ever see again.....
[[PM to continue. Please be the girl from his past]]
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Shootings... murders... hate, rage, jealousy... All part of human characteristics, no? No. The truth was, humans actually had a decent shot at life. Their true nature kind and open to others. The real reason humans hated eachother, killed eachother, created wars: Demons. Hell would crack open every so often and leak out demons that enjoyed human suffering. Some had their own way of tearing things apart. Introducing alcohol was a fun one for many, drugs, another one. There were others who just enjoyed killing humans. Kaname was one of those.
Who knew how old Kaname was, all that he was drenched in the depths of hell. His favorite thing to do? Rampage through different small towns, killing everyone in an ocean of blood. The second world war was a work of art. Demons flooded the world at that moment in time. It was beautiful. A sea of blood and tears. Kaname loved it. However, after the war ended he took off, moving through african cultures killing small villiages here and there.
Several years later, he had lost count of how many. He had ended up...Well... he didn't need to bother where he had ended up. THe point was, he was craving blood. With the human population growing contsantly, it was difficult to go unnoticed. However, he had found a secluded villiage somewhere. It was perfect. He ripped through the town. Screams only fueled him. That person he killed was a woman. She had thrown herself against a door, pleading for him to leave her and her baby alone. He could hear the baby screaming in terror. It was nothing to simply detach her head from her body. Opening the door, he felt something wash over him. He looked down at a small baby girl, probably no older then a few months. His hands, covered in blood of her mother, moved towards her and lifted her into his arms. Her face was wet and red from crying, but there was something about the baby...
He had taken the baby and took to a secluded forest. There was a single house erected, and there he raised her. Everyday, she became more and more beautiful to him. Even as she hit her teen years, the feeling that he had when he had first laid eyes upon her had not diminished. She had some kind of power over him... A spell that he could not break. He never told her about her mother... when she asked about her past, he told her that he had saved her. However, when she asked about his looks that never changed. He told her that he was a demon, but a good one that would take care of her. She seemed to be happy with that.
One evening, Kamane sat in his bed, book in hand. He had adopted human lifestyle. The blood thirsty beast that he had once been, would have laughed at him, or simply killed him. There was a soft movement at the door that drew his golden eyes off of the pages.
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