((Bwahaha... Alex has inky black eyes and Trinity has mismatched eyes :3 ))

Trinity watched with a pang of sympathy as Dravius pierced his own skin with his fangs. She walked over to his side and was about to put a comforting hand on his shoulder when she remembered what touching a person would do to them. She quickly yanked her hand away and simply stood nearby him awkwardly, not knowing what to say or do to help.

She herself was like a vampire. Instead of stealing blood she stole luck. There wasn't much difference. Stealing either one ended in one thing, usually: death or severe injury. Alex stepped forward. Only his hand up to his mid-arm was metal now. He placed his normal left hand on Dravius's shoulder, the thing Trinity couldn't do.

"Let's get out of this place," he said.

     The man Larine was mercilessly attacking, ran off. Larine struggled for freedom from the straps that held her down, so that she could run after the man, and finish him off. A criminal jumped forward, to pin her hands down, so she could not claw another person, but he was stupid for trying to do that, for he was the next victim, of Larine's wrath. Larine, struck her claws deep into the criminal's heart. She drew her claws out, which were now bloodied, and bared her fangs at the other criminals.

     Jash hollered for his sister, when he heard screams and snarls, from the room where Larine had been taken to be changed. Blood spattered the window, making Jash shiver. What was happening?

     Larine found a way to pull her arms free of the straps, and now had more of a reach, for the criminals inside the room. She slashed here and there, not bothering to know who they were. They were all going to have to pay for doing this to her. Once, some were dead and others ran away, only one guy was left. She stared at him with her murderous blue eyes.

     "Get me out of these straps and I will spare you," she hissed at him.

     The poor guy didn't even bother wondering if this was a trap or not. He undone the straps that bound Larine's legs to the stretcher. Larine jumped down, and approached him, ready to kill.

     "I thought you said, you'd spare me," the man whimpered.

     Larine smiled cruelly.

     "I lied," she said, then sprung forth, bringing her claws down on him.

     Larine burst out of the door, leaving behind the corpses of the men, who had been killed by her. Blood dripped from her claws onto the floor. She looked back at the deaths she had caused, and took a deep breath, that became a soft sob. The bloodthirstiness had gone from her, as soon as she had killed off the last man standing around, who hadn't even bothered to run away. Larine was ten years old, and she had already killed off people. It was just sickening!

     Jash stared as she saw, someone who was Larine, but not exactly Larine either. Red streaks ran through the little girl's blonde hair, and she had red claws, that were covered with the dark red color that could be recognized as blood. Jash stared as a sob left Larine, and he saw a tear run down her cheek. Patches of spotted golden fur, could be seen on her. This... This was a place of absolute torture.

Trinity stared at Dravius. He was going to lose himself again. This couldn’t happen. “You can control it. Try,” she begged. Alex wasn’t paying attention to Dravius anymore, however. He was paying attention to the girl who burst out of the door in front of him. It must have been Larine, or at least that was his guess. She had claws, and crimson blood was splattered all over her clothes, her blonde hair had bits of red highlights that too looked to be blood. Tears were trailing down her dirty cheeks, leaving a clean trail behind where dirt and blood washed away.

“My gosh…” Alex said to himself. This place… Is unforgivable. He ran over to her and then stood awkwardly right in front of her.

+Bio+

Name: Kamaina Windwalker

Age: 15 years old

Gender: Female

Personality (rp it outs are allowed): RP it out but mostly quiet and thoughtful

Looks (normal and what he/she looks like after being tested on so many times):

NORMAL: She has light red-brown hair down to her waist and she wears it in a braid with a spiked ribbon threaded through. She has olive skin with a light smattering of freckles over her nose and cheeks. Her eyes are green with gold flecks. She is around 5.8" tall and usually wears skinny jeans and a tanktop.

CHANGED: She has the same looks except she has huge 15ft wings that are black, purple and silver. She also has claws that turn into normal fingernails. Her eyes are dark indigo and she has sharp fangs in her mouth. Her fangs are extremely poisonous and can kill with the slightest scrape. She has multiple scars from her imprisonment.  

History: Not really interesting...she was born

Crush/Bf/Gf: Nao, doesn't really want one currently

Other: She fights without weapons.

Trinity was paniced. And mad at the people who made everyone hear become freaks. She felt especially sympathetic towards Dravius... But currently he was trying to suck her blood. And Trinity knew that if he did that, he would have physical contact with her. He would kill her, and she would kill him. She looked around wildely for something, anything.... And then she spotted something. The man she had stolen the luck from was still lying on the floor underneath the fan, blood still trickling down, making crimson pools everywhere.

"Dravius. Look, over there," she whispered, pointing at the man. Maybe he could feed on him, and then his bloodlust would be taken care of for the moment and they could escape.

((Accepted))    

Larine looked at Alex, with unfocused blue eyes, and pointed a shaky finger at what she thought was her brother.

     "Him..." she said, in an exhausted voice. "Bring him with us..."

     Jash watched as the blonde girl, who had once been his normal sister, pointed a finger at him. He ran his fingers through his green hair, ignoring how rough it was. Please, let me be freed from this madhouse, with these other people, and Larine. He sucked in a deep breath.

Alex nodded. He didn’t say a word. He walked up to Jash’s cage, and with his one metal hand bent the bars so that there was a hole wide enough for Jash to crawl through. He looked at Jash. “Is she… Your sister?” he asked.

((Sorry for the short post x3))

     Jash gratefully crawled out through the opening made, by Alex. He looked at him with his unusual, changed eyes. Jash stood, and straightened himself out. Then, he spoke, his throat dry.

     "Yes, she is."

Trinity caught her breath; for a moment it looked like Dravius would go for the man… But then his gaze slid slowly to Trinity. Of course she thought I have fresher blood than that dead man. It seemed like a hopeless situation. “Dravius… Don’t do this,” she said, hoping the words would reach him by some miracle.

Alex was staring sympathetically at the brother and sister; they had been changed completely into something other than human.

“I’m sorry about what happened…” he trailed off awkwardly. He didn’t notice Trinity, who was having a hard time near the new vampire.