((Ssather, get into the SB and talk to me, I'll tell you when you can post.))

((He always seems to get K.O.'d. Last time it was becuase he got hit with a plasma cannon that leveled his old house... XD. So anyway... I'm K.O'd still, I guess...))

((My last ability is BIND. He apparates and disappartes unbreakable chains, but he doesn't use it often. Last time he used it was just before he got plasma'd.)

Bando head felt like it was on fire. A deep night seemed to grasp his conscious and he wondered if he had been into the cellars the night before. It was utterly unlike him to drink to much, but he found his mind drifting down the stairs of his chatuea into the cool, cool cellar again...

Suddenly, he snapped to attention; he had been in a fight- with another vampire! The strange and powerful creature had knocked him out against the cliff side... how disgraceful! With a moan he lifted himself to his feet and shook the night from his head. He could help but think of his comforting home in the hills and a refreshing draft even though this was certainly not the time. He looked up to find himself staring directly at Dryac...

 Kitty started to bite her fingernails. She walked over and bent down next to the old vampire,"Are you okay?" She asked her vocie gentle. She looked over at Dryac,"What a shame. Such a powerful old blood has no control even thoough he has lived for so long."She hissed getting up.

 "Kitty, don't do it."Aurora whipsered not loud enough for anyone to hear. She didn't want to get in trouble again for being rude to an Old blood but if it ment her sister getting hurt again she would do anything to protect her.

Nemesis watched Dryac with an understanding face. She then turned to Kitty. "Keep an eye on the Old one" she gestured at Bando. "I will speak with Dryac."

Illumay nodded at Nemesis. "I'll stay with Kitty..." She ran over to the other Young Blood, bending down at smiling at Bando. "You'll be okay" She said, her voice warm.

Nemesis stood on a shadow, which wrapped itself around her. Wherever Dryac went, the shadows could tell her. The shadows covered her enitirely, and when they returned to thier original places under trees and whatnot, Nemesis was no longer there.

Something was happening inside of him. A gentle, yet unfightable mist was creeping up inside of Bando and he knew it was something coming that he did not want . He clamped his eyes shut, but the sensation only grew. His body felt paralized; he want to screa and run from the strange invader, but he could not.

Then he saw everything.

An army of plague blood, a swarming writhing m*censored* of greed and destruction moved and danced all about him. It took hundreds of them to hold him, the First Vampire, but there was an endless horde to do it and plenty more to replace the ones he could reach and shatter with his might.

He saw he.

Bueatiful, radient, powerful... the only one he ever loved, the she- demon he had taken to be his bride so many centuries ago; Drilla.

They led her out before him and shoouted something in they untamed cant; he tried desperatley to go to her but hundreds more kept pouring in his way and pushing him back. He shouted to her but his words were lost in the barbaric shreiks and howls of the dying and the undead. She looked at him and moved her lips once clear enough for him to read;

"Bando." She sighed, and then they were upon her.

More memories came then, but none so powerful as the first. They wash over him and took hold of his memory, renewing the old again, but it was only her that he saw in his altered conscious...

"Bando."

When the mist cleared again, Bando lay still, broken by his memories and choked on his sorrow...

Illumay laid a gentle hand on Bando's head. He was so tense, clearly something was bothering him on a deep level, and she had the strangest feeling it had something to do with Nemesis' words. Of course... This man had lost the love of his life, forgotten his son... He was the first vampire. Illumay smiled sadly, just as the weather started to turn as a drizzle of rain fell from the clouds above them. It was just turning dawn by now, and the clouds glowed with a strange orange light, throwing them all into a strange warmth.

"If it helps, Bando... your son also lost the life of one he loved. Her name was Niele. Another Old Blood, a twin to my creator Nemesis." She looked upwards at the sky. "Dryac and Nemesis both suffer from that loss... but its not too late to get to know your last family blood member..." She smiled at the old man again, lifting his head and gently placing it in her lap, as the drizzle became a steady fall of water.

The shadows behind Dryac began building into a small column before dissapearing back onto the earth, revealing the female Old Blood, Nemesis, sat on a large boulder with her legs crossed, the black material of her dress almost seeming to be a part of the shadows. "Calm yourself, Old One. Both you and your father are recieving all the memories you lost. Hold on, it will not last much longer." She lifted the pipe to her mouth, and blew out a cloud of red smoke, which merged with the blazing orange dawn. She could only speak with him once this process had been completed. It would not be long now...

The touch of the little girls hand was like the clear toll of reality. Yes, Drilla was gone but there child was not. Dryac and he had started off on the wrong foot, but with eternity to spend making it up, it hardly seemed nesc*censored*ary. With the same swift grace as he had fought bravley with, Bando gently swept Illumay into his arms. He nodded at Kitty, a sign to follow him. They must find the others and soon for the cruel sun was imerging. He began to streak along in the lightning pace notorious to his vampire kind, heading towards a blurry red smudge on the horizon. It was , no doubt a marker left by Nemasis for only him to read, and he followed it faitfully. He would take them to his chateau for the day and straighten what he could there, but first he much reach the others...

Nemesis allowed shadows to creep around Dryacs legs, tkeeping him still, stopping him from hurting himself. The shadows could not be broken through, becuase technically they weren't a form of material. She simply waited with a patience.

Illumay smiled and touched the old mans cheek. "You did well to get it together so quickly..."

~(oi, no RPing my chara's xD)~

((Sorry! I hoped you wouldn't mind; I just wanted to get us all back together again, quickly. I figured Illumay could always get away if you really wanted to and Sssather's charries could choose to follow or not. I give you my permission to pick up Bando and move him around when he's in Cat mode,especially if I'm not online.

I'm going to read the rest of the RP tonight; I printed it all off and it's like 18 pages. Hopefully I finish a picture of Bando, too.))

 Again, Illumay's touch and gentle words reminded him of the good things in life, but this time he did have a family- or at least part of it. He felt another wave of sorrow, but it was a useless emotion. Illumay had been correct in saying that he had recovered quickly, but he was much older than her or Dryac even. It was true that Drilla had been his one true love and that he had helplessly watched her die, but it was such an immessurabley loing time ago. He had been through so many hurtful things in his life and many good things as well. Remembering his true past was neither good nor bad as far as he saw it, just another piece of his timeline. He felt a shard of the sorrow he felt when he first lost her but then he also remembered the strength he had to have to live without her. Drilla was very much gone and there was no use in suddenly mourning her again after hundreds of years.

Bando slowed as he approached the vanishing red mark in the air. The closer he got, the fainter it became. No doubt, Dryac and Nemisis were somewher nearby, but he was dubious to interupt whatever was going on between them. It was not time for Dryac and he to 'meet'. Not yet.

 Kitty followed closely behind. She looked around,"I wonder where Aurora is." She said to herself.

 Aurora spat somethign under her breathe becoming angered. She started to follow sticking to the shaodws like they were glued to her.