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"Cy." I could vaguely feel hands on my shoulders, shaking me. I mentally wished them to stop and groaned. "Cynder, wake up." Annoyance started to bubble up inside of me and I growled, waving my hand in the general direction of the voices.

"Cynder. Wake the hell up!" Another voice called out angrily.

I growled and sat up straight, whipping around to glare at the two voices, "What the hell do you want!" Two blurred figures stood next to one another beside my bed. The silhouettes slowly came into view until I recognized them as Donovan and Devon.

"Whoa, damn. Calm yourself." Donovan said, throwing his hands up.

I slung my legs over the side of the bed and hissed at the sudden pain that exploded in my leg. I looked down and noticed that my left pant leg was cut off at my thigh. "What the hell?" I sneered. Suddenly, events from before came rushing into mind. I had a bloodstained bandage wrapped around my leg. "How long was I out?" I asked, looking back and forth between the two.

"Just a little over an hour. Not too long, as it's only midday." Devon answered and gently sat down next to me. "And as for the bandages, I put them on. You cut yourself with a dagger made for killing demons. Therefore, it is infused with special venom that only kills demons, but can burn like a bitch to us." He explained, blushing slightly.

I held up my hand, eyes wide, "Wait, demon killing?"

Devon laughed and Donovan grunted, "Yes. I think you'll be happy to know that we contacted Consul Ivan while you were out. We can tell you what you want to know."

Devon looked me dead in the eye and my heart fluttered in excitement. "We are nephilim; the sons and daughters of humans and angels. Or in rare cases, Combian; humans and demons. We hunt full-fledged demons and unruly spirits from harming the humans…. And in some cases, we must perform exorcisms on those who become possessed. Nephilim and Combian are spread loosely throughout the world, since there aren't many of us. Mostly because the majority doesn't know that they are nephilim, or become influenced by demons. Which is why we were sent to retrieve you before you became corrupted by those said demons."

Donovan scoffed from behind him, "With how she acts, I wouldn't be surprised if she already was."

"Why you little…!" I growled and clenched my fists.

"Cynder, Donovan, enough!" Devon stated harshly. He stood up between the two of us and snarled, "Now, I don't know what the problem is between you two, but you need to cut it out. Like, now." He pointed a finger at Donovan, "Quit antagonizing her," then he turned to me, "And you need to work on your anger issues." I mumbled under my breath and glared at the two boys in front of me, crossing my arms. He went on, "Cynder, what you did earlier was uncalled for. You'll be lucky if Rodger doesn't come in here any minute and bring some ungodly punishment down on your ass! Nephilim control their anger and bring it out on demons! Not the living! We strive to protect them, not murder them!" He sighed deeply and sat down next to me again, "I have to change your bandages. Try not to move too much, because I have to apply ointment." He looked up at me, "And it will hurt."

I nodded silently and Donovan sat in a chair beside the bed, much like mine. "Cy." He quipped, "Tell us your past. The real version."

I looked at him questioningly, "I thought you already knew about it." I stated, apprehensive.

"We know some of it," He replied, "Only bits and pieces,"

I inhaled and nodded. Anything to take my mind off my leg, I guess. "My full name is Cynder Sidera Kaideth. I was born in the busy city of Wells, England, but didn't stay there very long. You see, some underworld cult was after my dad, so we moved around every month. We traveled to York, Manchester, and even places like Truro and Dover. My dad's name was Ezreal Kaideth. A demon. He was probably the kindest man you'd ever meet. He never yelled, or raised his voice, and had the brightest blue eyes you'd ever seen." I laughed sarcastically, "It's funny. You'd think him an angel and my mom a demon. My mother's name was Saraphine Kaideth. Sure, she was beautiful, but she had the nastiest personality to counteract that. She found the littlest of things to scream at me for, and beat me often. Especially after father left. Father never knew about the beatings, Mother always did them in secret… and I never told because I could see he loved that horrible excuse for a woman. I made up a story for every cut, bruise and scratch on my body. Some of them even left scars." I hissed through my teeth and grasped the bed sheets with my fingers, and sudden violent pain erupting through my leg. I looked down at Devon and he looked up apologetically, and started to rub the medicine in slowly. I threw my head back and groaned, muttering curses underneath my breath. Eventually, Devon finished and wrapped it back up again. I glanced down at both of the guys and noticed him and Donovan blushing furiously and shifting uncomfortably. What the hell's wrong with them all of a sudden? I thought fleetingly. I inhaled and exhaled a few times before continuing, "I was ten when my father "left". I remember walking into his room after a nightmare and finding him standing stock still beside his bed. He told me that he had to go… that I'd learn about where he was going soon. He said he'd visit if he could." I felt tears work their way up to my eyes, and I laughed bitterly, "I waited five years. He never did. I remember closing my eyes while we hugged… then… nothing. He just vanished. When I opened my eyes again there was smoke and golden dust. I don't think I could ever forget the smell either. It was like, burning hair and cinnamon. Disgustingly sweet." I furiously wiped my eyes dry and heved a deep sigh, recomposing myself, "After that, my mother grew increasingly violent, and remarried a drunkard less than a year later. About two months after their marriage and four months after dad's disappearance, they hopped into a car, leaving little eleven year old me alone. They never came back. I fended for myself until a week ago since then, moving around constantly, trying to find food. Apparently somehow Consul Ivan contacted Wammy, who found me and spoke to me about living here. I told him that I wanted a few more days to my own and he asked me how I wanted my room. I said I'm fine with anything, as long as I get it to myself. Now, here I am, sitting in front of you two." I exhaled deeply and looked back and forth between the two. A silence set in between the three of us and I shifted uncomfortably. "So, now that that's said and done-"

"I didn't expect it to be like that," Devon stated, exasperated. "We knew bits and parts of your past but," He paused, "Cynder, do you know what your parents were?"

I furrowed my brows, "Human and demon. My father demon, my mother human… Right? That's what they've always told me. But, I have a feeling you know something I don't."

Donovan answered for him, "If I'm not mistaken, you're wrong."

Confused, I said, "What?"

"Your eyes." Devon said, "They're not normal. They flash more than one color, I'm sure you're aware of this?" I nodded and he continued, "And only so when you're angry or annoyed." He motioned a hand towards Donovan, "Donovan here helped us figure that one out. You're not from Human and Demon descent. You're something else… of what, we're not sure. But in Isteria, Consul Ivan holds records of every single nephilim ever born and their lives. It's pretty freaky; it copies down every single moment in your life on its own."

I stood there dumbfounded for a few moments, "Wow." Was all I could manage to say.

Donovan opened one of the drawers in the room and tossed something small and brown my way, "Catch."

I barely caught it with both of my hands and looked at it. It was a leather holster for my dagger. I grinned and looked around frantically for my dagger. Devon grinned and handed it to me, and I slipped it into the holster. It was a perfect fit. "What about your weapons?" I asked curiously.

They both rummaged through their closet and pulled out a double-bladed scythe and bow. Donovan handed me his bow and I marveled at its beauty. It was a longbow, that's for sure. It had a red and gold grip, with silver lower limbs that protruded with spikes, as did the top. In the center of the two limbs were two red crystalline jewels, with Greek words below each jewel. I gingerly placed the bow down and grasped Devon's scythe. The handle looked to be made of wood, but the feel said otherwise. It was cold to the touch and felt almost… alive. At the tip of the handle looked to be a screaming face with blood red eyes. A sharp, jagged blade jutted out from the face's back and glowed blue, with little specks of black on it. Large words ran the entire length of the blade, and were a light blue color.

Curiosity getting the better of me I asked, "Why do all of our weapons have those red jewels?"

Devon answered by saying, "Remember the venom I was talking about?" I nodded, "The venom is stored in the rubies. Every few weeks Consul Ivan's brother, Darius, has Yigor, the blacksmith, send us more to replace the used ones. All of the gems are placed so the venom is intact with the place of contact on a demon."

I grinned and nodded, "Have you ever found any in the house?"

This time, Donovan grinned like a madman, "Didn't you hear the loud bang last night?" My eyes widened, and I could feel my face burn hotter at the thought of being that close to BB again, "Yeah? Well, that was us killing one." A low rumble, then laughter emitted from him just then, "Stabbed the little fucker in the head with my arrow, I did! It fell back and nocked a bunch of shit over, though, making the loud noise."

I rubbed the back of my head and looked down, "Heh, well I guess I should thank you then for getting Rodger off my back last night."

I could feel both of them staring at me, but only Devon voiced his thoughts, "What do you mean? You were up past curfew last night?"

Refusing to look at them I nodded, "Yeah, I was actually coming to you to translate the words on my dagger."

"That's not all that happened, was it?" Donovan pried.

"Um. Unfortunately not. I kind of had a little run in-" I started.

"With BB." Devon finished.

Nodding, I asked, "How the hell does everyone know about us?" I paused for a second, "Wait. That came out entirely wrong. I mean, like," I stared fumbling my hands to try and find the right words, "How does… Uh…. How do the others here know about BB and I's unfortunate meetings?"

"Oh ho, so it was something with BB last night." Donovan said smirking, "Cy, when BB finds a new interest to torment, the entirety of the house knows. News like that spreads like wildfire here."

Do those bastards have to stick their noses in other people's business? I thought angrily. "Alright. But I have another question, if you would acknowledge me." The both of them nodded and I went on, "This house uses nicknames, what are yours?"

They both laughed as I stood there, confused. Devon spoke up, "Cy, Donovan and Devon are our nicknames. Somebody else already took the nickname 'L' and 'Z', so we were given these."

"Then what're your real names?" I inquired.

Donovan gestured to Devon, "Devon here is named Lucius Evermore, and I am Zayden Ulrik."

Devon bowed, grinning, "At your service."

I nodded, "Why did Ivan refer to you as your given nicknames than your real names?" I inquired.

"Because we informed Ivan of how our second names work here, and he knew that that's how you'd know us." Devon answered simply.

"Oh." I trailed off. "Hey, what time is it?" I asked suddenly.

"About one o'clock, why?" Donovan replied.

I nodded and stood, clipping on my sheath and placing my dagger inside, concealing it all underneath my shirt. "I have to go take some stupid test thing that I'm probably going to fail." I chuckled a little a placed a hand on the doorknob, "I'll come find you guys later and then we can talk about my training, okay?" They nodded and I smiled while waving goodbye.

I think I'm starting to remember some of the ways in the house! I thought happily as I was able to recall the way back to my room without incident. Quickly opening my drawers, I snatched out my MP3 and headphones, mentally praying that I could use them during the test. I also put on a new pair of black jeans, and stuffed my dagger and holster into my drawers so that it was concealed under my clothes. Huffing out a breath, I made my way to Wammy's office. On my way there I put my MP3 on shuffle and hoped to God that I didn't see BB. For once, luck was on my side and I grinned inwardly. I gave a few knocks and heard a soft "Come in." from the other side. I quickly opened the door and stepped in, and noticed L was in the same chair as I last seen him in. Does he live in this room, or something? I thought anything but seriously.

I awkwardly cleared my throat and waved to L, "Hey, uh, I'm here to take that test."

He motioned to the chair next to him and I sat obediently. Wammy dug through his drawers and pulled out a stack of relatively large papers clipped together. "To be L, one must complete the test swiftly and accurately. The test is one hundred and fifty questions on various subjects. You will have two and a half hours to complete this test and may listen to your music as you do so. We shall be in here as well talking and watching you, so try not to feel uncomfortable."

I nodded and was about to ask for a pen when L spoke up, "Actually, try not to feel too comfortable. As L you will be placed in uncomfortable positions all of the time and need to work through them. We will be in here and we will be watching you the entire time."

I nodded and shivered with guilty pleasure at the sound of his voice. Without another word I started the test, hanging one of the headphones over my ear so that I could still hear them talk. About an hour and a half into the test, they brought up the subject of Rome again. Remembering that they mentioned this before, I slowed down working and listened intently to them.

"L, are we still going through with the plan of taking your top two successors to Rome for a case?" Wammy inquired, leaning forward on his elbows.

I could see L nod out of the corner of my eye, "Yes. They will need the hands-on experience if they are to ever become L."

"How will we pick who goes and who doesn't?"

L was quiet for a while before saying, "First, we take a poll to see who would actually want to go. Then out of those who do, we hold a test much like the one Cynder is taking now. My only fear is that Back-Up would be one of those people. While his social skills are… unsatisfactory, his intelligence is quite high."

Back-Up? Who's that? I wondered fleetingly.

"Hm. It's not like we can't include him, either. That would cause a stir-up within him." Wammy included.

I've always wanted to go to Rome. I thought happily, and maybe this could give me an excuse to learn more about L… he is very interesting. And, as much as I hate to admit, I could listen to him talk all day. But this is a house full of geniuses! How am I going to compete with them?

"We will make the announcement during lunch tomorrow and hand out the polls during that time," L concluded. "Cy, you must be finished by now considering you haven't answered any questions since we started talking about Rome."

"Oh, I… Uh… N-no! I'm not finished yet!" I managed to stammer out.

L waved a hand over towards my test, "Then continue working and stop listening to us, you have exactly one hour, thirty minutes and fifty-four seconds to complete ninety questions. You will need to hurry if you are to finish."

I nodded, blushing at being caught and continued working of my test.

Precisely one hour, thirty minutes and fifty-four seconds later, L held his hand out in front of my face and asked for my test. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose; I still had six questions left! I handed him the test and stood up, stretching in various positions as my back and legs popped several times over. Wammy's voice filled the conversational silence between us, "L shall grade your test sometime within the week, so come back in a few days and we shall tell you your score. You are dismissed."

Silently I nodded and gave each of them a small wave, my eyes lingering on L probably a bit longer than they should have before I opened the door and stepped out. Looking around the house, I wondered what I could possibly do now. Not really paying attention to where I was going, I let my feet carry me around the house, searching for something to rid me of my boredom. Half an hour must have passed by before I pushed open a door, revealing a large dark room with furniture covered with white sheets, accompanied by a large grand piano pushed into the corner of the room. Flicking on the lights, I closed the door and sauntered over towards the piano and gingerly eased myself onto the stool. I smiled and sighed as I pushed one of the many white keys that adorned the piano's front. I pushed another one, then another and another until I was playing an old song of my childhood that my dad used to sing to himself all of the time. Quietly, I hummed the chorus of the song and sang in my head;

Come Little Children
I'll Take Thee Away,
Into A Land Of Enchantment
Come Little Children
The Time's Come To Play
Here In My Garden
Of Shadows

I eased my eyes closed and played like that for the longest time, slowly stepping into a serene place in the back of my mind. I sighed in content and grinned until I felt someone's chest be pushed up against my back, and their arms wrap themselves around my shoulders. I tensed and attempted to look up at the perpetrator, but gave up when I realized I couldn't see through my hair.

I could feel a pair of lips slowly press themselves against the area behind my ear and whisper, "My dear, Cynder," I sighed angrily as sudden recognition washed over me. He continued, "I didn't know you could play piano," He paused, "I also didn't know you could sing either."

I squirmed and tried to counter his hold on me. "I wasn't singing, I was humming." I clarified.

He chuckled, "That you were," He took the tip of my ear between his teeth and began nibbling lighty.

I shivered, "Stop that," I attempted to turn in his grasp, but he held fast.

"Y'know," He breathed, removing my ear from his mouth, "You and I could create a beautiful duet back at my room. Or even here, if you'd prefer," My mouth went dry as I attempted to think of something to say. His right hand slowly trailed it's way down my arm and rested lightly over my breast. I gasped and placed my feet on the piano and used it as leverage to push myself backwards, startaling BB. I grinned as I heard his footsteps as he tried to steady himself. I spun around on the stool and squealed when his face was right next to mine, "That wasn't very nice, Cy." He growled out. He placed both hands on either side of me and leaned in closer to me, pushing our chest's together and looked me dead in the eye, slowly closing the gap between our foreheads, "You've been a very naughty girl lately, haven't you? Constantly hurting little old me and rejecting what you know you want,". He cupped my chin, forcing me to hold his stare, "I think a little punishment may be in order," He sneered.

"I'm not into chains and whips, BB. You'll have to do better than that if you want to seduce me," I attempted to say in my best seductive voice.

He laughed then, "Who said I was trying to please you?" He removed his hand from my chin, and rested it on my thigh. I shifted uncomfortably as a familiar warm feeling engulfed my lower abdominal region. I looked down at his hand, then back up to his grinning face. His facial features suddenly turned serious as he trailed small patterns on my leg, "I can honestly say, I don't know why you capture my attention so," His fingers danced on the lip of my jeans as he teased his way in them. "There's just something so…" He paused as he searched for the right word, "alluring about you," His voice dropped considerably and filled with lust.

I could feel a blush creep up my neck as I shivered, "I don't have time for this," I muttered out quickly. I attempted to stand up but was pushed back down by a firm hand from BB. I sat back with an oomph.

"You're not going anywhere this time, dammit." He snarled into my ear.

His grip on my jeans tightened as his other hand found it's way onto my waist as well. I was almost positive that he could feel my heart thumping against my ribcage. Without any warning, he lifted me up like I was nothing and tossed me onto one of the many white sheet-covered couches. A soft thump resounded around the room when I landed. Slightly dazed from my sudden forced movement, I leaned up on my elbows and watched BB through what felt like a haze. He made his way toward me with a smirk and leaned over me. Why am I not doing anything? I don't want this! I thought with mild confusion, Or maybe... I paused and looked up at BB as he dropped his head down to my face, Maybe I do want this.

"I can see your inner turmoil, Cy," He teased, "Believe me when I say, I can see how much you want me," His facial features darkened suddenly and he looked away, "And L, for that matter," I tried my best to hide my face as I blushed furiously. I couldn't help but imagine a steamy threesome between L, BB and I. "Is that a blush I see? Dirty thoughts, hm?" He chuckled darkly, "I can remedy that,"

Without warning, his lips found their way onto my neck as one hand crawled it's way towards my chest, and the other towards the button of my pants. "I don't understand you, BB." I stated lowly, "You say you want me-"

"Correction; you want me," He intervened.

"We both know that's bullshit," I snarled, "In case you haven't noticed, you have been pursuing me," In response, he just bit down on my neck, not harshly, but hard enough that I would leave a bite mark. I sucked in through gritted teeth and continued, "Why don't you just kiss me? You're willing to put your lips everywhere but where I actually want,"

He snickered, "I know one place I think you'd prefer my lips,"

I gasped and blushed furiously. It took me a while before I found my voice again, "Stop avoiding the question, BB."

I could feel him smirk on my neck, "Oh wouldn't you like to know?"

I grabbed his cheeks and forced his face upwards, looking him dead in the eye, "Why don't you kiss me, BB?" I asked more sternly.

His sly smirk grew into a grin, which grew into a shit-eating smile, "I may need a little... persuading," He ended his sentence in a wink.

I sighed in annoyance, I'm really starting to grow tired of these damn cryptic answers, "Look, BB," I sighed exasperatedly, "This is killing the mood fast," He stayed still in his position, not once moving. Slowly, my common sense started to return to me and it finally occurred to me just what exactly is happening. I sat up straight and pushed myself against the arm of the couch, "What the hell am I doing, actually? I've barely known you for a week! I'm not some sort of whore," I paused, glaring at BB, "I'm not like my mother. I don't give in to pleasure for the hell of it. Especially for some lonely psychopath," I slipped from under BB and crawled onto the floor and stood, brushing off my clothes.

"Cynder, where do you think you're going?" BB called out warningly.

"Oh, wouldn't you like to know?" I replied back, mocking him from earlier.

I turned around and stopped dead in my tracks when I noticed a certain wide-eyed, raven-haired, slouched figure in the doorway, "A threesome, huh?" The smooth, velvety voiced man said as monotonous as usual. I blushed furiously and refused to meet his gaze, "Does this mean I already won our game?"

I facepalmed, I totally forgot about that! "Not in the slightest, I was actually-"

"Playing a similar game with me," BB cut in, "And things were going fine until you reared your messy-head."

I glanced back at BB, glaring at him as his still ravenous gaze fell upon a slightly-amused looking L.

"Things were not going well. I was actually just getting ready to leave." I growled in a low voice, "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to rethink some decisions," I ended the conversation as i squeezed between L and the doorway, leaving a horny BB and perhaps-amused L behind to battle out in awkwardness.

I growled and clutched my arms close to my chest, Just how long was he standing there? I mentally screamed. Another blush adorned my face as I reviewed all of these passed events, Would I really have gone all the way there? Had I not realized what was happening... My thoughts trailed off as I slammed my bedroom door behind me. I slid down the door and prayed that no one would disturb me for the rest of the night. Angry thoughts and images washed over me, I will not become my mother and fuck every guy I find attractive. I laughed bitterly, I need to reevaluate my plans here, and stay the hell away from BB.

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Welp... yeah! So that happened. You honestly didn't think I'd go "there" yet, did you? ;D Come on now, people. It's only been less than a week in the story~ We can't get there yet~

-Song: Come Little Children

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