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Post by lissa on Jul 18, 2008 17:43:56 GMT -5
Lissa cried silently in her room. She was leaning up against the door and listening to the yelling out in the hall. It wasnt for her but if she so much as unlocked the door her foster father would send that rage on her. No, tonight it was on of her foster siblings. The oldest one of the group. And the one she was closest to.
Out of all six of her siblings she cared about Terri the most. Terri had been part of the family before she came here and she had protected her many times by taking the blame of something Lissa did. Thats what was happening now. Her foster dad had found one of her blades that she used for cutting and Terri claimed it was hers. Now she was being punished.
And Lissa couldnt take it. She was letting the person she loved most get beaten up because she was to much of a coward to save her. So she just cried. And used that said blade to run a line down her wrist and let it drip her blood down her arm. She looked up though and made sure the door was locked and then she went to her window.
They lived in an apartment and so she was able to sneak out by the fire escape. She pulled her baseball cap further down t cover her eyes and she made sure the coat she was wearing covered her bleeding arm. She just needed to escape for now. Would no one save her?
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Post by keylogger4 on Jul 18, 2008 18:05:42 GMT -5
Alucard was walking with in the streets of New York. He loved to travel around the world, even know he had already seen the Earth many times. He looked up at the moon. The moon was orange and full. Weird. But he loved it when the moon was like that. He smiled at the moon, then kept on walking. He passed by the apartments.
Then he heard yelling. He decided to take a look. Walking up to the room where he heard the yelling he saw a girl. Yes a girl. And she was crying. It looks like he had found yet another family that was doing wrong to their kids. Those kinds of people made him sick. He walked up to the window and looked at the sad face. He looked at her for a little bit longer then asked the girl what was wrong.
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Post by lissa on Jul 18, 2008 18:20:10 GMT -5
Lissa looked up as she heard something. She had leaned her head down on the sill of the window and then a noise caught her attention. No...not a noise. A person speaking to her. She was frightened by the sudden appearance and so she jumped back. She was on the floor now and looked at him. But then she thought back to his question.
Maybe he had heard the screaming and the yelling. All the other neighbors had learned to ignore it but if he was new around here there might be hope for her. He could save her! She got up quickly and said, "Call the police! My foster dad is beating my sibling." She told him frantically. She then glanced at the door as there was a knock. Or a pound was more like it.
It was her foster dad and he wanted in to talk to her. But that translated to a beating. She was so glad she had locked the door. She looked back to the stranger with desperate eyes.
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Post by keylogger4 on Jul 18, 2008 18:33:15 GMT -5
Alucard heard the knocking on the door. Yeah right more like pounding. He smirked at the thought of getting a drink. He jumped threw the window. The window shattered into a ton of pieces. He was OK of coarse. He was a vampire and he didn’t even get a scratch. He got up from the floor. He looked at the girl. “Open the door, trust me, you will be fine.” Alucard said to her. He sat back at waited for the girl to do something.
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Post by lissa on Jul 18, 2008 18:48:07 GMT -5
Lissa jumped back as he jumped through the window and the glass shattered everywhere. She covered her face and then looked at him a little frightened. He was much taller then her and he seemed so powerful. She could tell he wasnt hurt as well and that made her wonder what he was. He surely couldnt be human. Could he?
But she was pulled out of her thinking when he told her to open the door. She looked at him like he was crazy and shook her head. Then he said she would be fine and she wasnt so sure. but she trusted him. She had to. There was no other hope for her and Terri. So she nodded and opened the door. She hid behind it when she did though, so she was out of sight from her foster father.
When the door swung open her father dad looked confused to see the man there. "Who the hell are you? Give me my daughter you bastard." He said and reached under a pot of flowers and pulled out the tiny pistol. He wasnt scared to shoot him if he had to. And his yelling brought the rest of her family except Terri. She stayed safe in her room.
But everyone else came and looked at the stranger. Her foster mother had a carving knife in her hand. She had never heard her husband yell so loud. And she didnt like the look of this stranger. The other siblings who always teased and picked on her stayed behind them but they were slowly backing up to run.
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Post by keylogger4 on Jul 18, 2008 18:59:03 GMT -5
He grinned at the stupid humans. They where always so predictable. Always resorting to extreme violence. They never use fist fighting. This should be fun. He walked up to the family stopping shortly to the dad. He was amused by the small gun. “If you’ll all are so man the all of you’ll take you best shot at me.” He said with a grin. He crossed his arms and waited for them to act stupidly. He wanted a good fight. Maybe these humans could breing it.
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Post by lissa on Jul 18, 2008 19:08:00 GMT -5
Lissa was still behind the door shaking. She was so scared for this stranger. She knew her foster dad would not hesitate to shoot him and get rid of another person who could actually help her. And she was disgusted with the other siblings who would just sit by and not do anything. In fact, she saw them leave and leave her foster parents alone.
But they returned quickly and they held knives and guns themselves. Did they all plan to kill him? There was no way that he couls survive and it was all her fault. She would have to sit here and watched her so called family kill this innocent man. And then her foster dad would come in and beat her to a pulp. Even harder tonight for letting the stranger in.
But she looked up as he spoke. He wanted them to shoot at him? But that made no sense and before she could say anything she heard a boom. Her foster dad had shot off the gun. He fired out shot after shot at him and most were aimed at his head. Each bullet bit into some part of the strangers skin and she waited for him to drop.
And to her horror everyone else who had guns shot them off as well. Adding bullets to the ones her foster dad was still firing off. This was going to be a horrible night. She wanted it all to end. And saly..her blade was across the room. And she wasnt going to move.
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Post by keylogger4 on Jul 18, 2008 19:25:12 GMT -5
Just like he predicted, her father started to shoot. One bang after another. The bullets dug into his skin. Many of bullets where in his head and some where in his chest. Her younger siblings shot at him as well. It was one huge furry of bullets. Many hit his chest, head, legs and arms. He fell forward onto the floor. He sat there for a little bit. Then he got up and smirked at the family. The wombs slowly healed and the bullets dropped on the floor. “Well if that didn’t work, you want to take some more shoots or do you want to have your way with those knifes of yours?” Alucard asked the family.
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Post by lissa on Jul 18, 2008 19:56:04 GMT -5
Lissa held back a scream as the stranger fell to the floor from the gun shots. She knew this would happen and she was so sorry for it. She had killed someone! It wasnt like she herself had pulled the trigger but she had brought him into this world of her violent home and now look. He had bullets in him to last a lifetime.
She shrank down to the floor and curled up. She wanted to cry and she just waited for her foster dad to come in and basically kill her by beating her. But when that didnt happen and she heard the laughing tone of the stranger she looked at him confused.
He seemed fine and that made no sense. Why wasnt he dead? And her family was just as confused and her foster dad got pissed off. He let off a ton more shots and the others followed his example and tried shooting him again. And her foster mother ran forward as they shot him and stabbed him in the neck with the knife she had.
Her other three sibling that had knives followed her foster mother and stabbed him in the leg and chest and arm. Lissa wasnt sure if he would make it. She wasnt sure how he had survived the last round of shots. But would he survive this round?
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Post by keylogger4 on Jul 18, 2008 20:16:32 GMT -5
He laughed as the gunshots went off. They really wanted to kill him. The many bullets hit his body. The bullets didn’t hurt that much at all. He was use to the small pain. Well after 1150 years of living, you get use to a lot of things. He smiled at the also started to stab him. Her mom stabbed him in the neck. Then one went into his chest. One went into his chest. Another went into his arm, and one went into his leg. He stepped back a little. “Wow, you’ll try hard, you’ll most really want to kill me.” He laughed at them.
He pulled one knife out of his chest and threw it in to a near by wall on his left. The knife went into the wall with a thud. He pulled out the knife out of his arm and threw into the wall on his right. The knife went into the wall with a thud. He pulled the knife out of his legs and tossed it over his shoulder. The knife hit the floor and got stuck into the floor. “Is that all you’ll have?” He asked the family. The cuts started to heal along with the bullet holes. Then the bullets dropped onto the floor. He took some more steps toward the family and smirked.
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Post by lissa on Jul 18, 2008 20:24:27 GMT -5
Lissa was amazed. She leaned around the door slightly to watch and was amazed that he had survived. All those shots and knives going at him and he barely had a mark. It almost made her want to smile. But she hadnt smiled in forever and so she didnt really know how to. She just kept silent and watched him go towards her family.
Her family in response backed up a bit. Her foster father was starting to run out of bullets but he shot the rest of them into the strangers head. And hoped that would do the trick. The other three with guns went for the neck and head as well. And they had perfect aim. Each one hit its mark and she had to wince slightly.
But she wasnt worried about him dying now. If he could make it past knives and guns then he could survive. She wondered what he was. He sure wasnt human. That was for sure and then her thinking was put to a hault as her foster mother went over to the wall and grabbed the knife again. Her siblings did the same and then they all charged him. Her foster mother shoved the knife into his head and the others put their knives into his neck.
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Post by keylogger4 on Jul 18, 2008 20:37:33 GMT -5
Funny humans. So barbaric. They made him laugh. He watched as the foster dad shoot whatever bullets he had left into his head. Then the kids did the same. They had pretty good aim for humans. But that wasn’t enough. The others grabbed the knifes and stabbed him in the neck and head. He fell backwards. Blood leaked out from his head. He stood up again. He pulled all of the knifes out of his neck and head. He threw them all out of the window. He cuts and bullet wholes healed up. The bullets fell to the floor. “Is that all?” Alucard asked them. He took a couple of steps closer to the family.
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Post by lissa on Jul 18, 2008 21:11:52 GMT -5
Lissa felt her lips rise in a small smile and she was amazed she could smile at this. But the looks on her family's face was so priceless. They had no clue what to do so they went to shooting and stabbing. But those werent working out very well. It didnt even seem to effect him. He would stop for a minute and bleed and then come right back at them.
She already admired this person and she hoped he could make a difference in her family and a small part of her told her she wouldnt be seeing her family again. She had that odd feeling that they would be dead. And he seemed to take an interest in her. But what would this stranger want with her?
Once again though, her thinking was interrupted as her family all screamed and they raced down the stairs to get away from the freak in the house. They were scared out of their minds and when nothing was working they ran. Her family really was such cowards. But she didnt mind that. It allowed her to be brave enough to stand back up and peek around the door.
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Post by keylogger4 on Jul 18, 2008 21:52:06 GMT -5
Alucard smirked as they ran. He walked up to her and smiled. “You family wont be alive to harm you anymore. This family is scum, I mean come on. Mere children trying to kill people. Pitiful I’ll kill all of the faces that I saw run and try to take me down.” Alucard said as he walked out of the room. He pulled out his sword and started to hum ‘Preliator’. It was one of his most favorite songs to hum. He walked and looked for the faces.
He looked until he spotted the dad. He was in the corner of the kitchen. “You have been hurting this poor child long enough. Now you die.” He ran up to the man and stabbed his sword up threw his jaw and up threw the rest of his head. He laughed. He popped the man’s head right off of the bone. Then Alucard slid the head off and threw it over his shoulders. He started to hum ‘Preliator’ again. He walked until he found the mother. He walked over to her and smiled.
He kicked her in the gut and decapitated her with one swing of the blade. He then sliced the women in half. The cut was from he right shoulder and across to her waist. Blood oozed out from her body. He looked for the five children. He was still humming ‘Preliator’. He found one of the kids. He looked at his face and knew that he was one that tried to kill him. He stabbed him threw the chest. He looked around for more faces. He looked around until he found one of the faces. He Pulled out his gun and shot the child in his head.
He looked around and shot the other two. He looked around until he spotted one kid that he didn’t recognized. He walked over to the beaten up to the child. He bend down to him. No this kid didn’t try to kill him. He looked into his eyes. “You aren’t as pitiful as these other humans, you will be saved. He got up and walked up to the girl. He looked at her. So lonely this one. He had done good and saved her. “You family is dead, except you and this other boy. There is a question on your mind, speak it.” He told the young girl. He put his sword back into his jacket. Then he out his gun back into his shirt pocket.
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Post by lissa on Jul 18, 2008 22:09:16 GMT -5
Lissa stayed quiet when the stranger talked to her. He seemed kind though and she nodded. She wouldnt be sad when her family died. They deserved it. So she watched him go and she just stayed where she was. She knew he would be back in no time at all. Her family may be good at beating up people but runners they were not. He would catch them easily.
And as if on cue she heard the screams. And the gun shots. She knew her families lives were ending down there and she was just standing here. But she didnt care. It felt nice to hear someone else scream in terror instead of her or Terri. She shook her head slightly and pulled up her sleeve and looked at the blood that had dried up around her wrists. She wanted to cut again but she didnt.
Then suddenly he was there. In front of her. Telling her it was all right. And he somehow knew she had questions going through her mind. But the main one was what she asked him. "What are you?"
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