well, im back, yeaaah!! *grins* and now, for the next part of this strange story, enjoy!
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It was that same dark night that would reveal the secrets of the others. Not the large secrets that are readily visible to all who know, but the small ones, that eat away at the hearts and souls of those who possess them. The secrets are the most dangerous, they seperate one person from another, and create the havok of mind that infects those burdened like a virus. The irony of a night without stars, or a moon, whould be the very night to shed light on those dark spots of our dear pilots.
Duo had returned late that night, such sedated by his late meal. The guilt of his actions weighted heavily on his heart, his only wish, to bury himself in the waves of black that so shrouded his being, but this was not to be granted. For his own sake, this young man had never breathed a word of his, 'affliction', but this was not to last long.
Chang Wufei, the dark-haired, dark eyed Chinese warrior. Honorable, and an enigma straight to his very essence. He was a private person, and little to nothing was known of his past, for it was too dangerous. He had excused himself from the group shortly after the young vampire had so stealthily exited the premisis. He ran of silent feet to a small, dense forest nearby to the house he shared with his fellow comrades. The cold, stinging night air cooled his chest as he ran tirelessly through the thick undergrowth. He did not stop, until he had assured himself that there were no other beings within sight of him, not animal, nor human.
The Chinese youth took a heavy breath, and held his hands to his sides, elevated in the air gracefully. "Strength be with me." he said calmly, as he began to change. No longer a slender soldier, but in his true fae mien form, a large majestic dragon. Scales of ebony, that shone a million colors in the dark night. Wide, brilliant onyx eyes watched all around with infinite caution, for this, his secret could never be discovered. He let out the breath he had not even realized he had been holding, as he shifted down to his mortal guise. Once more, the Chinese soldier, but underneath, the epitomy of grace and hidden strength, honor, and courage.
Truly forbidden, an offence punishable by death, for any fae that let mortal eyes fall on his true form. For theirs was a life of lies and secrets, only truly seen in the shifting, dreamlike world of their people, the other side of the veil. And for this young Sidhe, the rules were not exempt, and for this, night after night, he was forced to hide to reveal his true form to himself. His cross to bear, eternally trapped in the world of the humans, while his own people shunned him for fighting, the young Prince was exiled, until he could prove himself wise enough to return.
The fae-folk do not age as a mortal being, or are they trapped as one age for their lifetimes, as the vampire, or nightwalkers, have been cursed with. Once a playful creature, Chang Wufei had been hardered by his secrets, as they ate away at his heart like white, wriggling maggots, eating off the decaying flesh of his soul. Once he was in his mortal disguise, he made his way back to the home, his mind wrought with lies and tales, and the infallable pain that coursed through his veins, the ringing in his ears of all the fae folk, hidden in the trees, that laughed at his fall from grace.
His honor would not allow him such respite as to scream or sob, and so, night after endless night, he remained ever the silent vigil. Unaware of the secrets of his fellow pilots, for he had been exiled, before learning many gifts of his people.
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well, I hope ya liked it, for a so far summary
Duo: vampire (a Brujah)
Wufei: a fae, or changeling
and for another note, the Sidhe are the like, fae royalty
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It was that same dark night that would reveal the secrets of the others. Not the large secrets that are readily visible to all who know, but the small ones, that eat away at the hearts and souls of those who possess them. The secrets are the most dangerous, they seperate one person from another, and create the havok of mind that infects those burdened like a virus. The irony of a night without stars, or a moon, whould be the very night to shed light on those dark spots of our dear pilots.
Duo had returned late that night, such sedated by his late meal. The guilt of his actions weighted heavily on his heart, his only wish, to bury himself in the waves of black that so shrouded his being, but this was not to be granted. For his own sake, this young man had never breathed a word of his, 'affliction', but this was not to last long.
Chang Wufei, the dark-haired, dark eyed Chinese warrior. Honorable, and an enigma straight to his very essence. He was a private person, and little to nothing was known of his past, for it was too dangerous. He had excused himself from the group shortly after the young vampire had so stealthily exited the premisis. He ran of silent feet to a small, dense forest nearby to the house he shared with his fellow comrades. The cold, stinging night air cooled his chest as he ran tirelessly through the thick undergrowth. He did not stop, until he had assured himself that there were no other beings within sight of him, not animal, nor human.
The Chinese youth took a heavy breath, and held his hands to his sides, elevated in the air gracefully. "Strength be with me." he said calmly, as he began to change. No longer a slender soldier, but in his true fae mien form, a large majestic dragon. Scales of ebony, that shone a million colors in the dark night. Wide, brilliant onyx eyes watched all around with infinite caution, for this, his secret could never be discovered. He let out the breath he had not even realized he had been holding, as he shifted down to his mortal guise. Once more, the Chinese soldier, but underneath, the epitomy of grace and hidden strength, honor, and courage.
Truly forbidden, an offence punishable by death, for any fae that let mortal eyes fall on his true form. For theirs was a life of lies and secrets, only truly seen in the shifting, dreamlike world of their people, the other side of the veil. And for this young Sidhe, the rules were not exempt, and for this, night after night, he was forced to hide to reveal his true form to himself. His cross to bear, eternally trapped in the world of the humans, while his own people shunned him for fighting, the young Prince was exiled, until he could prove himself wise enough to return.
The fae-folk do not age as a mortal being, or are they trapped as one age for their lifetimes, as the vampire, or nightwalkers, have been cursed with. Once a playful creature, Chang Wufei had been hardered by his secrets, as they ate away at his heart like white, wriggling maggots, eating off the decaying flesh of his soul. Once he was in his mortal disguise, he made his way back to the home, his mind wrought with lies and tales, and the infallable pain that coursed through his veins, the ringing in his ears of all the fae folk, hidden in the trees, that laughed at his fall from grace.
His honor would not allow him such respite as to scream or sob, and so, night after endless night, he remained ever the silent vigil. Unaware of the secrets of his fellow pilots, for he had been exiled, before learning many gifts of his people.
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well, I hope ya liked it, for a so far summary
Duo: vampire (a Brujah)
Wufei: a fae, or changeling
and for another note, the Sidhe are the like, fae royalty