((SO.... Yup.. sOm dante x booker.. pag-ibig it hate IDC XD I enjoyed Pagsulat this so much.. Like you don't even UNDERSTAND! ;DDDD So now this series is two 1/2 seperate stories.
1)Blade's predicament -1st person-
2)Terror, Ty, Bec and some other OC's -3rd Person-
1/2) SOme Booker and Danter action -3rd person *FORNOW*- SO yup continue pliz))
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After he left Blade and Damian to talk, or argue, or whatever, Dante headed toward his quarters. The long dark hall echoed his slow footsteps as he trailed down it. Stopping at his dark wooden door, a soft thud sounded his forehead hitting the mahogany. Soon, he built up the strength to open his door then close it, locking it.
Quickly he slipped his sando off and stared hard at the scar crossing his chest. His fingers slipped across it's velvety surface, he flinched at the painful memory, before he turned to his resting area. As graceful as possible he stumbled onto his black, silk, sheeted bed. The mattress heaved under his weight, due to the lack of use the past couple days.
A sigh escaped his lips, the last couple months have been hectic and Dante hadn't had a good rest for about six days. All he really wanted to do was relax and escape all this stressful crap.
Bright lights flashed and the ear splitting screech of tires skidding, metal crumpling, and.... Buto breaking sounded out for the whole city to hear. A shard of glass gouged its way into his chest as broken pieces of bone punctured his lungs and the blood poured into throat and out of his mouth then it was all black.
Blade stared in horror at the scene, as the Cadillac stormed off. A scream broke out and the damp touch of brokenness extinguished her flame. She fled the scene, she couldn't madala what was before her, as the same Cadillac rounded the corner and stopped right susunod to the twisted carcass of the car. Out came a tall man with dark brunette hair, he reached in and took Dante.
Red eyes snapped awake and veered to left where the locked door, stood open letting in the coolness of the hallway. Dante sat up cursing as a cool bare hands wrapped around him and whispered into his ear.
"Have a good sleep?"
A growl of annoyance poisoned Dante's words,"I slept for five minutes."
The dark brunette haired intruder shook his head, amusement sparking in his green eyes.
"Eh, stop complaining." His nails grazed Dante's skin.
Ignoring the blush creeping up his face he muttered,"Booker, how did you get in here, my door was locked?"
"It's called powers. Gosh you're so ignorant.. do you ever think?"
"Shut. Up. Booker."
Dante are you always this crabby? You're like your damn sister, and I've only seen her."
"Don't talk about my sister, like that!"
Booker pulled Dante till they touched, red eyes softened in comfort and all anger and malice was gone as the dark haired boy rested his chin on his shoulder.
"Hush, my little vamp-"
"Don't say it."
Booker's eyes softened as Dante turned to face him and he continued,"I don't want be reminded of what I am."
And before the brunette could react, the platinum haired boy nuzzled his head into Booker's neck and let out silent sniffs and sobs. Slowly, Booker prodded Dante's hair while rubbing his back to calm him.
"Dante, you're still you, with or without fangs, no potion, magic, or vampire could change that."
A small voice echoed in Booker's head..
"And I pag-ibig you.."
-*-*-
((SO???Is it weird that I ship this?
And sure it has nothing to do with the story line.. but uy it's good to throw in a little off topic stuff... kinda..))
1)Blade's predicament -1st person-
2)Terror, Ty, Bec and some other OC's -3rd Person-
1/2) SOme Booker and Danter action -3rd person *FORNOW*- SO yup continue pliz))
~*~*~
After he left Blade and Damian to talk, or argue, or whatever, Dante headed toward his quarters. The long dark hall echoed his slow footsteps as he trailed down it. Stopping at his dark wooden door, a soft thud sounded his forehead hitting the mahogany. Soon, he built up the strength to open his door then close it, locking it.
Quickly he slipped his sando off and stared hard at the scar crossing his chest. His fingers slipped across it's velvety surface, he flinched at the painful memory, before he turned to his resting area. As graceful as possible he stumbled onto his black, silk, sheeted bed. The mattress heaved under his weight, due to the lack of use the past couple days.
A sigh escaped his lips, the last couple months have been hectic and Dante hadn't had a good rest for about six days. All he really wanted to do was relax and escape all this stressful crap.
Bright lights flashed and the ear splitting screech of tires skidding, metal crumpling, and.... Buto breaking sounded out for the whole city to hear. A shard of glass gouged its way into his chest as broken pieces of bone punctured his lungs and the blood poured into throat and out of his mouth then it was all black.
Blade stared in horror at the scene, as the Cadillac stormed off. A scream broke out and the damp touch of brokenness extinguished her flame. She fled the scene, she couldn't madala what was before her, as the same Cadillac rounded the corner and stopped right susunod to the twisted carcass of the car. Out came a tall man with dark brunette hair, he reached in and took Dante.
Red eyes snapped awake and veered to left where the locked door, stood open letting in the coolness of the hallway. Dante sat up cursing as a cool bare hands wrapped around him and whispered into his ear.
"Have a good sleep?"
A growl of annoyance poisoned Dante's words,"I slept for five minutes."
The dark brunette haired intruder shook his head, amusement sparking in his green eyes.
"Eh, stop complaining." His nails grazed Dante's skin.
Ignoring the blush creeping up his face he muttered,"Booker, how did you get in here, my door was locked?"
"It's called powers. Gosh you're so ignorant.. do you ever think?"
"Shut. Up. Booker."
Dante are you always this crabby? You're like your damn sister, and I've only seen her."
"Don't talk about my sister, like that!"
Booker pulled Dante till they touched, red eyes softened in comfort and all anger and malice was gone as the dark haired boy rested his chin on his shoulder.
"Hush, my little vamp-"
"Don't say it."
Booker's eyes softened as Dante turned to face him and he continued,"I don't want be reminded of what I am."
And before the brunette could react, the platinum haired boy nuzzled his head into Booker's neck and let out silent sniffs and sobs. Slowly, Booker prodded Dante's hair while rubbing his back to calm him.
"Dante, you're still you, with or without fangs, no potion, magic, or vampire could change that."
A small voice echoed in Booker's head..
"And I pag-ibig you.."
-*-*-
((SO???Is it weird that I ship this?
And sure it has nothing to do with the story line.. but uy it's good to throw in a little off topic stuff... kinda..))
Name: Eronica Val Huchezon
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate sa pamamagitan ng touching you), retractable angel wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered sa pamamagitan ng KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused sa pamamagitan ng her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate sa pamamagitan ng touching you), retractable angel wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered sa pamamagitan ng KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused sa pamamagitan ng her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.