::My Immortal::

Dimitri let out a laugh at what she said and he raised his gaze, eyes narrowing as he sneered at her. Fuck, maybe he should have just left the cafe and not wanted. But his loyalty to one of the best men that he had ever met in his entire lifetime, it was keeping him chained to his spot. "Sweetheart, let me explain something to you. I have fought far worse than you and I'm still standing," he explained, a frown on his lips as he took a sip of his drink. "I expect you don't have ver much traits of your father's because if you did, you wouldn't be so ready to fight. You'd be trying to figure a way for us to live, happily at that. It's a shame," he spat, a sneer on his lips as he turned, ready to leave. Fuck it, he wasn't going to sit and wait for her to come around. He didn't have enough time for that.

Hearing her she murmured, "Then apparently I'm not who you think I am." She responded softly, so low you could barely hear it. There was a soft hint of saddness in her voice. She stuffed her hands in her pockets and said, "I'm not who you think I am, so if you would kindly just leave me alone." She sighed as she started walking again. She didn't know her parents or anything of that nature. She tried to remember but when she did her head went into a splitting pain. She was suddenly cut in the stomach by another vampire. She winced feeling his nails dig deep into her stomach. She had been so focused on Dimitri she hadn't seen it coming. The exactly same thing had happened to her father. He hadn't seen the vampire coming and had his stomach slashed. She coughed blood coming out. "Shit." She hissed and threw a knife at the vampire, grabbing onto her stomach. She felt the blood seep from her stomach and all over the ground. She managed to stay conscious, and managed to stake the vampire in the chest, now falling to the ground.

@ varkatzas.

The smell of blood was unmistakable to any vampire and when you were as old as Dimitri, your senses were better than even younger vampires. His eyes narrowed a bit as a scent drifted across his nose and for a moment, everything stood still. Until he realised who the blood belonged to and just like that, his cup had dropped to the ground and he had twisted around, racing toward the source of the smell. His bag dropping only a few feet away and he flew into the vampire that was staring wide eyes at a stake in the vampire's chest. His fangs out and claws extending, he ripped into the unknown vampire. A ferocity that had never quite dwindled to nothing - anger bursting through the seems because all he could think of was that fateful night that her parents had been killed and he hadn't been able to do anything. When he was satisfied the vampire was taken care of, he stood, panting as he glared down at the remains that began to sizzle away to ashes. He said nothing as he wiped the blood from his mouth, not bothering to look at her for even a moment as he turned around to walk away once again.

Aria was already off the ground and on the rooftops when he got finished with the vampire. She had left a blood trail. She didn't care if she did die. She wanted to die. What was the point anymore? There were scars littering her body, focusing everyone's attention there. She growled as she managed to jump onto another roof, at that point she had lost more than a pint of blood, and halfway through another. She felt her eyesight beginning to fade into black as she was losing consciousness. She knew vampires could smell it and knew that she was going to die. That or someone was going to turn her into the very thing she hated. She lost consciousness then. The light in her bright sapphire eyes faded along with her life force. She had blood coming from her stomach, dripping down into a puddle surrounding her body in crimson. It was like a bad painting.

@ varkatzas.

Dimitri's hand wrapped around his bag and as he began to walk away, another wave of death hit his nose. Not quite death but very near it and the scent was mixed quite well with hers - and so, he drew in a deep breath and hesitated for a moment. It was probably a stupid idea, he knew that. But he turned anyway and began to bound up the fire escape on the building to his right. Not even five minutes later, he came upon Aria. Frowning, his eyes roamed over her for a moment. He leaned down to pick her up bridal style. Dimitri turned and took off for his cabin, reluctant to take her to it but he wanted to protect her. It had been her father's dying wish - after all. And he wasn't the type of person to deny a dying man his last wish.

By the time they reached the cabin, Dimitri wasn't stupid. He only had a few moments to make the decision and it only took a matter of seconds before he was leaning down to sink his fangs into her neck. Dimitri only drank for a moment before he pulled back, using his fang to slice open his own wrist. Pressing his wrist to her mouth, he let out a small growl, hoping her instincts would take over and she would begin drinking. And luckily, they did. Dimitri breathed a sigh of relief.

Aria's gonna be PISSSEDDDD XDD How I love you lmao )

Aria was close to dead as it was, and never felt him pick her up bridal style. However, her head kind of flailed and then fell to his chest, her cheek falling against it. Her skin was ice cold from her body not being able to retain it's regular temperature from losing so much blood. She was too close to death to feel his teeth sink into her neck. She felt his wrist go against her mouth and drops fall into them. Soon, her instincts took over, instead of her mind, causing her drink his blood. Her body was still limp, though. Her eyes glowed a brighter sapphire, going purple from the crimson and sapphire mixture. They were now a blue violet, and then she passed out once more, her body beginning to heal. Her body was completely exhausted from what she had gone through previous to her becoming a vampire.

@ varkatzas.