The Devil's Pact

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The Devil's Pact
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Hellius Surla	Jan 20 2009, 12:11:37 PM Post #21
If we see a man glorifying his race, gender, or creed, we can understand there is nothing about himself that deserves glorification. Posts: 3,365 Group: Gryffindor Prefect Member #14 Joined: Jan 3 2007 Age 17 Location California Real Name Cody Character Age 16 RP Relationship Status Single RP Location In the courtyard	There was something wrong with the air. There was a smell... already indifferent from the smell of perfume and the odor of cigarettes. Instead, there was something darker, stuffier. Hellius' nose inhaled the air, picking traces of a surprisingly familiar scent from the bushes behind him; Tinsley and Hellius weren't alone. He decided to play along for the moment, though he knew that the events were to escalate in the next few minutes. Ignoring Tinsley, for the first few minutes, he sighed, peering through the darkness. "Why are you surprised that I found you?" She asked. "I'm a bit more clever than you might think." There was a pause, Hellius turned around to face her. "But still you doubt me. Why?" She paced around the area, never turning his back to him. Suspicious. Hellius shook his head and pressed his back against a tree, being sure to keep his wand within easy access up his sleeve. He paid attention to her little monologue, not really looking at her, but instead, peering off towards the area where he smelled the dark odor. He coughed twice, then finally began to speak. "There are so many things that you have yet to come to understand. You and I, from a first glance, are similar - similar enough for many people to think that we were friends, companions." Staring at the exact area where Veronique hid herself, Hellius smirked, then took his eyes back to Tinsley. "However, some things that exist just don't meet the eye, Tinsley. You live by taking things to make your life better for yourself; I live my life trying to make the best of what I have." He watched Tinsley very closely. If anything, Hellius would be attacked from behind by... whoever else was there. His wand was prepared. "Even then, it's obvious that you can't live with that, can you?" He paused, taking a deep breath. "You're here for a reason. I suggest that you get to what you're here for. I'm sick of small talk."



Tinsley Carmicheal	Jan 20 2009, 02:52:36 PM Post #22
It's cute that everyone thinks they can be a queen, but remember who came FIRST. Posts: 1,748 Group: Slytherin Member #492 Joined: Jul 6 2008 Location Hell Real Name Jenny RP Location In Ian's pantelones	Tinsley held her breath while listening to Hellius. She sighed thoughtfully, wondering why he seemed to always twist her words and thoughts into something incredibly negative. Wanting power isn't a bad thing. Desiring to be the best wasn't a bad thing. If anything, lower specimens of the human race should follow me. And then Tinsley was distracted. Hellius was staring at the exact spot where Tinsley had left Veronique. Damn it. That whore's given herself up. Tinsley had to think fast. She regained her composure while inwardly she wanted to crush Hellius' skull with her own hands. She wanted to laugh in his face while he cowered at the sight of her. Tinsley knew full well that this would never happen. Hellius would never fear Tinsley - at least not without a good reason. "You're here for a reason. I suggest that you get to what you're here for. I'm sick of small talk." ...I have a good reason. Tinsley smirked and arched an eyebrow, exhaling cigarette smoke and smiling as it left her lightheaded. She sighed, her eyes never daring to look into the darkness which hid Veronique. It was too obvious. "Small talk? I wouldn't necessarily call this small talk. A lot hangs in the balance." Tinsley kicked at the ground, looking at her feet. Suddenly her eyes flicked back to Hellius' face and sneered. "More than you could ever know." In one rapid motion she moved forward and grabbed Hellius by the collar of his shirt, pushing her wand into his abdomen and digging hard into his skin. She held him tightly and giggled before spitting in his face. "Like your life, maybe? Just a thought. You see, getting along with me is simple. You can either respect me, and I'll do likewise - or you could be a sick, twisted bastard." Tinsley paused, still smiling twistedly. "...Yup. That seems to describe you perfectly. You know...I really think I owe you something." She was delayed in her reaction by only a moment - enough time for anyone to wiggle free of her grip.
	I'm the BO$$. Love Tins? Also see; Baby & Emma.


Mysterious Young Siren	Jan 20 2009, 03:09:03 PM Post #23
Dark Witch Posts: 153 Group: Knights of Walpurgis Member #629 Joined: Oct 6 2008 Location Beside you as you sleep...	Veronique emerged from the shadows, a devilish smile on her face to match the sneer on Tinsley's. As Tinsley's reaction as delayed, Veronique seemed to glide to her, gracefully placing her snow white arm in between the two students. She smirked and, for a moment, didn't say anything. She let the stiff, tense silence hang between the three before she spat, "Surprise, surprise." Ignoring Tinsley's heavy, excited breathing, Veronique took her sweet time in prolonging the satisfying thought of hurting Hellius. "Remember me?..." "If you didn't before," she said quietly, "You certainly will now. Crucio." Veronique walked away, for a while simply prolonging the curse lazily for a simple sadistic pleasure. She chuckled and stopped, looking up to the sky. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Does it hurt?...Ohhhh, well. Crucio."
	Thou shall not crave thy neighbor.


Hellius Surla	Jan 20 2009, 03:29:56 PM Post #24
If we see a man glorifying his race, gender, or creed, we can understand there is nothing about himself that deserves glorification. Posts: 3,365 Group: Gryffindor Prefect Member #14 Joined: Jan 3 2007 Age 17 Location California Real Name Cody Character Age 16 RP Relationship Status Single RP Location In the courtyard	The silence rang in Hellius' ears. As Tinsley spoke, he watched her walking, unable to actually hear her. Instead, the ambient sounds of the forest surrounding them and the shrill sound of the girl's voice faded from his ears and were replaced with the beating of his own heart. Something was happening to the boy and he did not understand it. This was not like one of the many experiences that he had already lived through due to his parasite and it wasn't anything like the short life with lycanthropy. This was something different entirely. Closing his eyes as Tinsley grabbed his shirt by the collar, Hellius' heartbeat remained the same as the cold fluid of spit splattered upon his forehead. It will be a new experience... his parasite spoke. I regret to inform you... that things about to occur will not be so pleasant. As if it'll be that bad. Open your eyes. Hellius did as he was told, his eyes fluttering open as Veronique stepped from the darkness. He recognized her at that instant, and Hellius tilted his head towards the ground, peering up at her. He watched her lips, not actually sure of what she was saying. That's when it hit him. Hellius fell to the ground, tortured with the Cruciatus Curse. He squirmed, writhing across the ground in pain, tensing and convulsing, rolling around, trying to put out an imaginary fire. His skin felt as if it was set aflame and his insides felt as if they were being twisted and scorched. He heard no sound, he barely knew that he was making any sound as he writhed in pain. He was groaning, gasping to air. As the pain finally stopped its full scale, the after shock burned still with excruciation, but then it continued again. Hellius. Surla. Azariah Amaranth spoke to the boy. WHAT THE fck IS THIS?* Master! the parasite responded gleefully. What the fck... is happening?* I have called out two people who are specific to my cause, Hellius. Whether you choose to participate in my little game, I am afraid that you don't have a choice. Are you furthering your plans, Master? That would be correct, dear Flauros. First of all, lock him away. I don't want him to hear this. What, what? No! Fuc-- Hellius' body fell limp. Despite the Cruciatus Curse still being inflicted mercilessly upon him, he lay still. The aura surrounding him grew darker.



Tinsley Carmicheal	Jan 20 2009, 03:55:32 PM Post #25
It's cute that everyone thinks they can be a queen, but remember who came FIRST. Posts: 1,748 Group: Slytherin Member #492 Joined: Jul 6 2008 Location Hell Real Name Jenny RP Location In Ian's pantelones	Tinsley's short breaths were ragged and her excitement peaked. Hellius writhed in pain and Tinsley did nothing but tilt her head and look down at him, occasionally giggling. Tinsley watched Veronique intently, hanging on her every movement. She licked her lips and stepped forward brazenly, her wand in her hand. "Poor little boy." Her voice was low, menacing...sadistic. She'd been cruel before, but on a completely catty level. Usually there was no incredibly malicious intent behind her actions. Now, however, she even surprised herself with her emotions. They were bordering on, well - insane. "Let me try it." Veronique stopped and chuckled mirthlessly. "Well...this is your task. This is all you." Veronique inhaled deeply and looked at Tinsley fiercely. "Don't fck this up, brat." Tinsley beamed, though her features were cruelly distorted. She bent low beside the body of Hellius, writhing in pain on the ground. She poked his side with her wand, giggling. "Can you heeeeear me? Can you HEAR ME?" She started screaming. Everything was tumbling out of her like a closet filled to its capacity with useless, senseless things. They were all tumbling out and Tinsley felt everything release from her - all of the stress, the anxiety, the shame. Everything was gone. "Hmm..." She ran her wand along his lips. "You know, it really is too bad we never...you know." She tried to clear her mind and feel apathy. It wasn't extremely difficult as she narrowed her eyes and focused her complete concentration. With vehemence she sneered, "Crucio!" ...Nothing happened. "Crucio! CRUCIO! CRUCIO!" She started smacking Hellius' face with her wand. Veronique stepped forward and shoved Tinsley out of the way. "What the fck is wrong with you? Why can't you do it!? Crucio!" Veronique continued Hellius' torture, glaring at Tinsley as she did so. Tinsley stood up from the ground and retreated, her heart beating irregularly fast. ...Why couldn't I do it?
	I'm the BO$$. Love Tins? Also see; Baby & Emma.


Mysterious Young Siren	Jan 20 2009, 04:25:50 PM Post #26
Dark Witch Posts: 153 Group: Knights of Walpurgis Member #629 Joined: Oct 6 2008 Location Beside you as you sleep...	With a sigh, Veronique ignored Tinsley. I should have known to doubt her. What could my lord have seen in such strength in someone so obviously naive? Veronique chuckled. "I guess it's just...me and you, darling," said Veronique, more to herself. "Lacerosempra!" said Veronique menacingly, her voice low, dangerous and strong. She never wavered nor flinched as deep gashes appeared in the boy with the simple flick of her wand. Unimpressed, Veronique shrugged and spat viciously, "Lacerosempra!" Deeper wounds appeared still. Veronique, nearly bouncing with happiness, savored each moment blood spilled from the boy. "Whoopsie!" Tinsley, wordlessly, turned a stark white and edged away from the two. Oh, my God. What have I done? "Malum Infissum!" she roared. Now, Veronique saw nothing. Her emotions melted and fused into one: complete and utter insanity. She only knew what she wanted and desired - which was the boy's blood. She couldn't control herself any longer, as if she ever exercised restraint. "Razorus!" "Sto - sto -" choked Tinsley, gasping for breath and shaking violently. Veronique lowered her wand quietly and turned to Tinsley. "WEAK," she roared, laughing as Tinsley indignantly glared at her. Veronique ignored her disgusting whimpers and turned back to Hellius. "I wonder how much this will hurt. A lot, I'm assuming. Can you even hear me? I certainly hope you can." Tinsley rose from the ground and began to back up. What have I gotten myself into? "I...won't...stop. Razorus!" Veronique laughed and skipped around Hellius' body singing at the top of her lungs, every now and then aiming a curse towards him. "Tortureee, torrr-tureee...When am I going to let you die, hmm?"
	Thou shall not crave thy neighbor.


Hellius Surla	Jan 20 2009, 05:20:25 PM Post #27
If we see a man glorifying his race, gender, or creed, we can understand there is nothing about himself that deserves glorification. Posts: 3,365 Group: Gryffindor Prefect Member #14 Joined: Jan 3 2007 Age 17 Location California Real Name Cody Character Age 16 RP Relationship Status Single RP Location In the courtyard	Slice after slice. Tear after tear. Rip after rip. Blood began pour out of Hellius' flesh, dripping down his skin and to the ground below him. A pool of blood began to form, his clothes being soaked with the red liquid. Slowly with each newly formed wound, the skin would visibly fold over itself, sealing the wounds rather quickly and efficiently. "Perhaps, Miss Veronique, you should watch where you step," a darker voice called. A dark sigh filled the air, pushing Hellius' corpse to its knees. In the middle of Veronique's path fell a thick, black shadow; and right as she continued to skip around, the shadow wrapped around her leg. Hellius' body slowly pushed itself to its feet, the wound bubbling and sealing, a loud noise as if a cauldron bubbling over emitting from nowhere. "You might just lose your feet." Hellius' body hung over, slowly rising to a complete, full figure. In the replace of the healthy looking young man, Hellius Surla, instead there was a demented body with long, sharp teeth, a twisted smile, and bloody red eyes. Tilting his head from side to side, his neck let out large cracks, letting him groan in sadistic pleasure. "You, dear," Flauros turned his head around 1 hundred and 80 degrees, "will want to get out of here." A materialized shadow rose from the ground and wrapped around Hellius' hand, taking off his ring, and then tossing it off towards Tinsley. His head turned back around towards Veronique. "Hello, dear," Flauros greeted her, smirking, "I would have seen you last time," he walked towards the siren, Hellius' tan skin turning a dark black, "but my... host handled you quite nicely." Hellius' body manipulated a shadow into a thick, black line which wrapped around Veronique's neck. Hellius held his right arm up with his left at his side, extending two fingers and raising her into the air. "And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson - Jesus loves you more than you will know." Edited by Hellius Surla, Jan 20 2009, 05:20:45 PM.



Tinsley Carmicheal	Jan 20 2009, 05:32:44 PM Post #28
It's cute that everyone thinks they can be a queen, but remember who came FIRST. Posts: 1,748 Group: Slytherin Member #492 Joined: Jul 6 2008 Location Hell Real Name Jenny RP Location In Ian's pantelones	"Holy fcking - " Tinsley couldn't breathe. Panic constricted her course of thought, paralyzing her brain and rendering her speechless. Tinsley's eyes widened in horror and she tried to choke out a warning, any warning, but couldn't quite find the right words to even say. The...the thing,* threw Hellius' ring towards Tinsley. It smacked her in the face and bounced off her forehead, glistening in the dark. Scrambling for it, Tinsley scraped her knees against the ground. "Shit, shit, shit, shit," was all she could manage to say while keeping herself alive. Nothing would have ever prepared Tinsley for what she saw. Shadows. Shadows everywhere, seemingly as palpable as skin or bone would be. It held Veronique tightly within its grip - the endless, black shadow...Tinsley gasped, holding the ring in her hand. That bitch is getting what she deserves...just like I will if I stay any longer...fck her.* Tinsley rushed up and bounded through the night, streaking through the night back to the castle.
	I'm the BO$$. Love Tins? Also see; Baby & Emma.


Mysterious Young Siren	Jan 20 2009, 05:39:05 PM Post #29
Dark Witch Posts: 153 Group: Knights of Walpurgis Member #629 Joined: Oct 6 2008 Location Beside you as you sleep...	"Hello, dear. I would have seen you last time, but my... host handled you quite nicely." Veronique snickered at first and then realized she hadn't even drank anything that night. What was appearing before her was not a twisted figment of her imagination, but a tormented reality. "Oh, I...see," said Veronique, all while backing up, preparing to dash away and leave Tinsley behind. And then, Tinsley bounded off through the darkness like a bullet. That...that...WHAT NOW?! "GET BACK HERE! GET BACK HERE, YOU IM -" Veronique couldn't breathe anymore. It was as though all of the oxygen in her body was being sucked out by panic. She tried to desperately claw her way out of the shadows which engulfed her, grabbing at her neck. Her eyes widened at the figure. Oh, dear...you're not Hellius. Veronique smacked her lips. "And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson - Jesus loves you more than you will know." "There is no Jesus,"" choked Veronique. Veronique struggled, flailing in the air. "No God - only - pow - er,"
	Thou shall not crave thy neighbor.


Hellius Surla	Jan 20 2009, 05:51:28 PM Post #30
If we see a man glorifying his race, gender, or creed, we can understand there is nothing about himself that deserves glorification. Posts: 3,365 Group: Gryffindor Prefect Member #14 Joined: Jan 3 2007 Age 17 Location California Real Name Cody Character Age 16 RP Relationship Status Single RP Location In the courtyard	Hellius' body punched out his other hand, sending a dense of shadows from the blunt of his hand; punching the siren in the stomach. He stepped towards her slowly, dementedly, his figure as if in a trance. "All our times have come," his head tilted all the way to the side, "Here but now they're gone." His body stepped right to in front of the girl, his face plastered with pure pleasure. He lowered Veronique to his level, right in front of his face. His lips attached to the woman's and his dark, pointed tongue darted into her mouth. Flauros pulled away. "Seasons don't fear the reaper, nor do the wind, the sun or the rain... We can be like they are. Come on, baby... don't fear the reaper." Flauros hissed, squeezing the shadows tighter. "Perhaps, next time, you should do your research in the Walpurgis library!" The demon possessed body sounded as if he was choking for a moment - coughing, wheezing. He stopped for a moment, and then smirked. "Perhaps then, Veronique, you would know what you're dealing with," Azariah's voice emitted from his throat, "Tinsley Charmicheal has made a deal with the devil, and with that ring, she shall be eternally haunted."



Mysterious Young Siren	Jan 20 2009, 06:03:44 PM Post #31
Dark Witch Posts: 153 Group: Knights of Walpurgis Member #629 Joined: Oct 6 2008 Location Beside you as you sleep...	Veronique was extremely bitter while moments of intense pain passed with her being unable to retaliate. She had become accustomed to feeling no fear throughout her short yet eventful life, and now was not an exception. In a circumstance where any normal being would feel mortified, she was simply irritated that she couldn't fight back. She wanted to kill the boy - not be killed. Veronique yelled out to the forest, her beastly screams muffled as she gasped for air. "All our times have come," his head tilted all the way to the side, "Here but now they're gone." Veronique struggled to no avail. The grotesque figure seemed to love every minute of tormenting her. Struggling against its advances, she drowned out all thought and all the words it said by screaming, even if she couldn't hear herself. Her screams were inaudible, resounding in her head like shattered glass. "Perhaps, next time, you should do your research in the Walpurgis library!" "Filthy - dirty," gagged Veronique. She squeezed her eyes shut, her face turning magenta. "Fil...thy.." "Perhaps then, Veronique, you would know what you're dealing with. Tinsley Charmicheal has made a deal with the devil, and with that ring, she shall be eternally haunted." Veronique's pain subsided with the voice of her master. Her ice cold eyes rose to the sky and she chuckled deeply, the sound resounding in her head. "Tinsley...Carmicheal...haunted forever more." Exactly what she deserves. Just like her mother deserved what she got, too. "Let me go," said Veronique suddenly. She needed air - she was quickly becoming lightheaded, feeling herself slip from reality...her head fell limp and she struggled to open her eyes. "Let me go!" She wasn't going down without a fight.
	Thou shall not crave thy neighbor.


Azariah Amaranth	Jan 20 2009, 09:42:45 PM Post #32
The Dark Lord Posts: 147 Group: The Dark Lord Member #666 Joined: Oct 21 2008	Azariah merely laughed, his possession technique still holding over Hellius' demonized body. He walked around his siren, his laugh continuing to pierce the night and to her soul. The shadows loosened slightly, just enough for Veronique to take a breath, but then tightened immediately after her lungs were filled with air. There was always a point in the Knights of Walpurgis where Azariah's Knights and Sirens would question their loyalty; expecting their own power to be greater than their masters'. Due to this fact, Azariah would always have to reinforce his power over them by occasional torture - but, again, that was the ideals of the Knights of Walpurgis: do what thou will. "You know that you're my favorite of sirens, Veronique? There are times when I can hardly contain myself - like now, for instance. You look so beautiful, I just want to squeeze your neck and pound your body." Azariah sighed, squeezing her neck, nearly cutting off all airflow. "What's my name?" He sucked the material back out of the shadow, allowing them to go back to their rightful places amongst the ground.



Mysterious Young Siren	Jan 20 2009, 10:01:28 PM Post #33
Dark Witch Posts: 153 Group: Knights of Walpurgis Member #629 Joined: Oct 6 2008 Location Beside you as you sleep...	Veronique felt anger rise in her - an anger directed at Azariah that she never thought possible. For so long she had gravitated towards his power, feeling blessed to be in such sadistic company. She bent over backwards to do what he desired of her, and still she desired acceptance from him. Accepted or not, Veronique didn't feel very welcome as the life was sucked from her body. She was squeezed and squeezed until she just might pop from the pressure...both physically, and emotionally. "Ma - ma -" spluttered Veronique, unable to breathe. Her eyes widened in obvious pain. "Mas - ter," Veronique felt the pressure release and she, at once, placed her hands around her neck. She wiped a blood away from her forehead and said nothing - only stared in awe. Edited by Mysterious Young Siren, Jan 20 2009, 10:04:31 PM.
	Thou shall not crave thy neighbor.


Hellius Surla	Jan 20 2009, 10:18:40 PM Post #34
If we see a man glorifying his race, gender, or creed, we can understand there is nothing about himself that deserves glorification. Posts: 3,365 Group: Gryffindor Prefect Member #14 Joined: Jan 3 2007 Age 17 Location California Real Name Cody Character Age 16 RP Relationship Status Single RP Location In the courtyard	Hellius' body smirked again. "Once again, Veronique," Azariah's supposed voice got deeper and deeper, "research. The pursuit for power can only be gained through knowledge, and without understanding a mere magical parasite, you are weaker than I thought." The boy's right arm pulsated, cracked, twitched until a sharp, thick spike pushed its way out of his wrist. The spike broke off from the parasite's arm and was then placed within his hand. He smirked. "Master told me not to harm you, not to touch you. But you have much to learn if you're to serve under the power that is Azariah Amaranth, Veronique. He has created me for one purpose and one purpose only, but that doesn't mean that I will not have a mind of my own. Go, now! Get back to Master and treat him with the utmost respect!" Flauros raised his spike, pointing it towards the siren, the tip beginning to glow with dark energy. Edited by Hellius Surla, Jan 20 2009, 10:19:24 PM.



Mysterious Young Siren	Jan 20 2009, 10:30:50 PM Post #35
Dark Witch Posts: 153 Group: Knights of Walpurgis Member #629 Joined: Oct 6 2008 Location Beside you as you sleep...	"He has created me for one purpose and one purpose only, but that doesn't mean that I will not have a mind of my own."...I'm such an ass. Veronique bared her teeth like an animal but said nothing, instead feeling disgusted with herself. She clenched her fists, backing away slowly into the black forest. "Go, now! Get back to Master and treat him with the utmost respect!" Well, Veronique didn't need to be told twice. Her eyes narrowed and, before she risked her life again, she ran off into the darkness, cursing loudly and obnoxiously.
	Thou shall not crave thy neighbor.


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