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LithaHellstormm
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NOTE: I started this for Wampyr's Coven, but seems I can use here as well, working it will be the part that Dracula and Casandra were torn apart, seems confuckled at first, but just go with me on it, OK?
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From: ◦¤†Đa®k£aðyOfVampiŗe§†¤◦ (Original Message) Sent: 8/17/2006 10:18 PM
 
Time past since the blood war, which I still felt some impact from it.  Many of us went about as if it had not even happened, but none of us denied the fact it did.  I was in my room for many days and night to follow from the ending moment.  I had stood near my window looking out upon the lands that once looked with such beauty, now merely destroyed and returning to some kind of luster.  Time would pass for many years before our lands ever looked the same, if ever.  I took my hands and leaned upon the on the sill of the window, leaning forward abit to sniff the fresh air outside.  That time of year once again came.  But this time I had to travel, explore out of my bounderies.  I had a past following, I felt it.  Since I got here... I haven't tried nor attempted to mingle into a males life.  No love had come to my mind for me, till now.  I felt it was time to find my lost son, history I buried when I came here.  Discover the things I was denied from birth, by my dreadful abomination of a father.  I did dwell upon him, too much at times.  Nothing to really do to have the thoughts escape else where.  I turn away from my window heading for my large sized walk in closet.  Taking a small enough travel bag and filled with a few weapons and attire for other needs.  I put a few extras I knew I needed, but more personal.  I was to leave tonight.  I would wait for the coven to be most quiet, empty really, except their rooms each and everyone stay in.  I didn't want to make a big deal of this, no need really.  I finished packing, closing the bag, placing on my bed.  Turning to my desk, I sat down and began to write a letter to Angel and Lestat. 
 
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Note:
 
Lestat and Angel,
 
I know this may seem sudden and out of the blue, very much unlike since I arrived here.  This is best for me right now.  I need to find what I know I lost, seek out and hunt.. then destroy.  I must rebuild what was taken from me and find my son, I never spoke of to anyone.  Yes, I have a child, he would be very old by now though... is how long that has been since his birth.  I am sorry if I didn't come to either of you first to talk, but felt neither of you needed to hear anything of this journey.  I don't know if I will even return, or even survive.  If I don't, what is left within my room, please give to all within the castle.  'Angel'... for you is in a small jewelry box I kept in my walk-in closet in the back, top shelf.  Take care with it, wear in my memories, even if I return.  Something I had special made sometime ago, just waiting for the right moment... but it seems there is no right anything for whatever...[on the back of the amulant a small writing "My love to you as my mother and best friend, thank you for everything, Angel. 
And 'Lestat', for you I had custom made... it is as well within my walk-in closet, top shelf in the back.  It is a long leather case holding the prized posession I had made for you. [A long thick broad sword, comes apart in 4 single peices, each having a very sharp blade for many uses, with Lestat's name engraved on each peice].
 Both of you know this... I love you as my mother and father, friends and more.  You gave me a place when I thought all was lost.  For Malious, I made something very special... it sits within the jewelry box as well...[A very beuatiful blue colored amulant with writing on back.."Thank you for always being here for me."]
 Cam too and a few others here [each with small writing thanking each, with my love upon everything].
  But I really just wanted you all to know how much I pleased for all you did for me.  My time has come, I must go on this final journey.  Please let the others know of this. 
 
My love to both eternally,
Lady Casandra
 
~~~~~
 
I folded neatly, the note, placing in a very special envelope, sealing with my blood.  I took one last look around beofre heading out of my room and toward Lestat's and Angel's.  Stepping out quietly, closing the door behind me, I headed to their room.  I left the envelope upon their door and then I crept out as if just a shadow.  I didn't say goodbye to anyone.  I knew this was best...
 
Taking a last look around as I walked through to head to the main room we always hung in during the good times.  I could hear the cries and laughter.  All I felt was emptiness.  I pulled the hood over my head to sheild me completely as I had worn the cloak I came here with some years back.  Then headed out the main doors.  Before closing and taking off for this journey, I heard some foot steps.. faint, but enough to know someone was up and walking around, I knew I had to leave now or I never would.  I closed the main doors quietly, within the coven they creeked and then slammed shut.  I heard the footsteps outside in the coven near the door, I just walked down the path toward the main gate.  This I could not turn away from, how unfortunet for me, I finally found a home and some kind of peace, though a strange peace... and I have to leave and do this.  I don't know if anyone would understand, but at this point, I did not care further. 
 
"My love to all... "
 
Words softly muttered from my lips as I just came to the main gates and lept through and headed into the forest, or what remain of it. 
 
No one deserved to feel the pain I was.  The thoughts and fear I felt became to much for me to take.  Even though it seemed many settled after the war... I still felt some anguish from a few.  Thoughts I heard as if they were talking right to me.  Hearing the blood flow, the hearts that did live.. beat.  Too much, I could not control anything about my strongest abilities....
 
"Arg.... hmm...."
 
I sighed ever so deeply as I began to fade like mist within the shadows of darkness.
Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be. When you scream it sounds like a lullaby There's no reality Just this world of illusion.
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Re:My Final Journey..?

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From: ◦¤†Đa®k£aðyOfVampiŗe§†¤◦ Sent: 8/19/2006 10:14 PM
I had made it far enough away before stopping for a drink and bite to eat.  Seemed as if more than just a few hours passed as I felt the weather around me chage more rapid than usual.  The summer was just ending, but it felt like the winter had stepped over the fall and came into full force.  Luckily I traveled with my thick full length leather hooded black cloak.  It would help enough to shield me in the shadows and darker areas I traveled through.  I took out my journal and started a posting for this eve.  I wrote about everyone in the coven and how much they meant to me, but felt my time had come to say goodbye.  I don't know if I would have this sent to them or not, unless this was my final journey.  The sounds of the night were faint, more faint than usual, or normal.  Normal..?  Nothing was ever so normal.  I fed and drank quickly as I needed to keep moving, once done with that and writing a few notes, I placed my journal away and dumped my left overs in a small bag and buried deep into the ground.   I put my long hair up in a wrap and then my hood over my head again as I left off down the long parrelis path of no where.  I felt lost, alone, and empty.  First time in so long, I hated these feelings.  Maybe they weren't even my own... but I felt them. 
 
The moon faded off within the darker thick clouds forming rather quickly.  I felt the wind pick up as i moved more quickly to find what I needed to end it all.  I had no clue if I would survive this, but no matter.. my time came to its point, as all I had to do, was done.  I did feel a need to seek out the child I had so long ago, but that became nothing more than some thought in the back of my blackened mind.  I felt myself dieing quickly.  I could never tell anyone, my soul I found, had rejected me completely.  Only way to come out of this was to have my soul removed for good.  The only connection left to my mother... my soul.  But nothing was ever garenteed I would even live after that.  I slow down some as the wind blew stronger, whipping through the big trees within the forest.  More of chill grew.  I could smell snow and frost.  I thought of the note I left behind for Lestat and Angel.. thought maybe I shouldn't have left anything.. but no turning back now.  Nothing to undo or erase.  My choice was made, my destiny came to its end, I had to seek out and finish what was meant to happen before ever coming to the coven.  They all did fill some loss within me, the empty feeling went away for a short time, their laughter filled the darkness in me.. but after the blood war, something changed in me.  I wasn't the same was I allowed that darkness out.  It followed me everywhere, even in my thoughts.   I was sorry I ever did make friends, make new family, only to find I was about to lose everything new I gained.  I felt I almost got nothing out of it. 
 
Suddenly I was stopped by a touch upon my shoulder.  Something I least or half expected to happen, turning around slowly to see who or what it was.
 
"You?... why and how...?"
 
I studdered slightly, looked as if I saw death.  And it answered me back... the tone dark and low, evilly spoken...
 
"You knew this night would come.. now you must face the wrath you denied for so long... come.."
 
I didn't want this.. but I had to face it... and I followed.. deeper into the darkness of the thicker part of the forest just outside the coven lands.. far enough away I wouldn't be heard no matter how loud I yelled or screamed out for anyone.  My thoughts were blocked due to what approached me.  'What may be will be, what has come, I can not deny'.  And we disappeared within this portal, into another part of time and a realm I never thought I would see again.  Whatever happened from here.. history would take note.  And no one from the coven would even know of this... unless I returned in one peice.. as is..
 
Looking away and down as I closed my eyes, stopping just as I past through the portal.. it closed.  the door to return was gone... looking up, opening my eyes slowly.  The realm I entered was darkner... nothing as it was many centuries ago.  Was this the end or the beginning of the end?  I guess I would soon find out.
Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be. When you scream it sounds like a lullaby There's no reality Just this world of illusion.
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Re:My Final Journey..?

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From:◦¤†Đa®k£aðyOfVampiŗe§†¤◦ Sent: 9/6/2006 5:46 PM
My memory had merely wiped itself clean of any events before stepping through the portal.  I felt my entire body aborb and evolve into a mass of strange emits of bubbled images.  As I come to the other side nothing looked as it did.  Darkness was all I saw for the first moments then he stood before me taking my hand pulling along the path.  Strange images of my past came forth.  Things I blocked out for so long, I saw.  Blood, bodies, mass destruction covered the grounds.  This path started out thin and grew in width as the lands I saw opened. 
 
"Come.. we have much to end and nothing to begin."
 
His words just sank deep within me, holding onto me as if I had no escape.  I denied my place in this immortality for so long, I had forgotten who I was when born.  His hues were black, as black was his heart and the blood that ran through his veins.  So cold he was, as much was this world he brought me too.  The place I rid of him of, he found a way out and took me to it. 
 
"Why are you doing this now?  Why now, after all this time?"
 
I wasn't scared, my voice was harsh sounding and angered.  He stopped and turned to me as he grabbed hold of me to him.  A deep low dark growl as he spoke was heard...
 
"Your place is here, has been and you know it.  Otherwise death has become of you."
 
Taking my hand again as he pulled me closer to this old castle.  Most was destroyed, but what was left was hidden underground.  All I felt was cold.  More cold than any winter day.  Frozen.  I didn't make any fuss or try to struggle.  I felt no remorse or hatred.  It was as if I was controlled.  Another portal open, the one to take us into this castle.  I heard screams and cries of all the toremented souls from past present and future.  I was related to this monsterious creature.  I tried to fit in elsewhere and go on.  My fate came and I could not deny my future nor ending to come.
 
A young female minion came to his becon call.  She bow to him as well myself.  She was more naked than clothed.  Nothing about him changed.  Why would I ever allow the thought of change cross my mind?  He let my hand go as the young female minion told me to follow her.  We walked along this long old dark hallway.  The stench of human flesh was everywhere.  He had been torementing souls since before I was born, why did I fatham a thought he would change?  Hope.
 
"Come.. I don't wish to anger my master."
 
She opened a door for me as I entered just staring at this room I once lay my head to rest so long ago.  Nothing was as it was, so old, morbid, dark, bloody.  I heard him yelling to his other slaves or minions, which most were female.  I heard the cries of those trying to be free of his ways.  The door closed as I entered all the way and heard a click.  She locked me in.  In this room I felt everything i once had disappear.  I lost all hope of ever seing anyone I once loved, as their faces became nothing but a lost memory.  I couldn't remember names.  I couldn't even remember the last person I saw as I left that night.  Time traveled when we slipped through the portal.  Much time was lost.  Years to be exact.... but how many I was unsure.  No one would remember me, how would they if I don't remember myself or them.  I fell to the floor, curling into a small ball, legs bend holding them to my chest as I tried to close my eyes and focus on any memory of yesterday. 
 
 
 
[In my fathers office]
 
He sat just staring off as the female minion bow to his feet, kissing them.  The glare of death caused the young one to no sooner fall to her death.  Another walked in to take her place.  Orders were to make it be known my place or death to come upon me.  
 
"Yes, M'Lord.. as you wish."
 
Her tone soft spoken, like some pit slave he had for centuries, one that he kept around for only his dirty pleasures.  She infact had been around for a very long time, knowing exactally what he wanted without word spoken.  
 
 
 
[Back in my room]
 
As I tried to focus I heard another click and the door open, I didn't even move.  I didn't look nor flinch.  Why fight?  Wasn't worth it.  I felt his pwer as it had been greater than mine even before I was born.  Or so I had thought.  this minion slave of his knelt down and lay a hand on my cheek as I grabbed her hand twisting her wrist, jumping to my feet.
 
"Do not ever touch me." 
 
She jumped back when I let her go, I saw fear in her dark hues. 
 
"I am only here to get you ready for him."
 
I turned away and walked over to what used to be my bed.  I shook my head as I reached down in my boot for a dagger. 
 
"Don't try it, he will know."
 
I ignored any word she heed placing the dagger I stole a many souls with to where the stone cold blackness of my heart was.  I peirce my skin as it began to sink in deeply.  The blood that ran from me was blackened.  No sooner he bashed through my door grabbing it from my hand and tearing out of me, I dropped. 
 
"Foolish child.  You think I would allow you to die so easily?  Not till I have had my fill of you and powers."
 
He disappear as quickly he came to stop me finish off my own fate.  The female stood watching then vanished, I heard a click after the door closed.  I knew I had to fight or die for him.  My own flesh and blood was going to use me for his sick demented pleasures.  I had what he wanted... But in all I was clueless for the time being.  I soon drifted out and saw my past.  Nothing of my future, only what I once had.
 
"I am sorry I failed you.  I am sorry mother.  I can not go on anymore."
 
Taking out another dagger to quickly slice at my throat.  This time he did not return as I bled to my death. 
Was this the end or just the beginning of my destined fated?
Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be. When you scream it sounds like a lullaby There's no reality Just this world of illusion.
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Re:My Final Journey..?

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From: ◦¤†Đa®k£aðyOfVampiŗe§†¤◦ Sent: 9/7/2006 1:11 PM
Some minutes later my door opened.  From this point I felt my entire everything slipping away from me.  Light steps were taken toward me.  A very tall ominous figure stood over as to lean down and lift me up and upon the bed I once lay.  I slipped in and out, everything was blurry. 
 
"Your time has not come and will not,  for many more histories must be made."
 
Then I felt a sharp peircing bite into my upper chest just above my left breast as I was fed from till I was out cold.  From the moment I slipped under I did not know what kept me alive.  I was moved to another room, more contemporary, cleaned up.  The bed was freshly made.  Even a window existed in this room, but did not show the outside but instead the portal I stepped through to get in here.  I slept in some strange way for the next few days.  Food and fresh blood was brought to me, but I never woke to take anything in.  
 
I slipped further in my mind and saw my mother.  Beautiful as the day I remember seeing her.  A memory I thought I lost forever.  A bright light was behind her, though I was able to see ever mark upon her before her death came forth by my father.  She reached out me, I grabbed hold of her hand as she embraced me within her arms.
 
"My oldest child, the one I hoped to become as I once was, I give to you what I should have the day you were born."
 
Feeling rather strange within this dream, mist of gold and blue appear surrounding us both.  It was the final piece to the puzzle I could not unfold without my mother.  I felt different; together, much stronger.  An ominous figure stood watching not far from us. 
 
I then woke, opening my eyes as I lay, not moving.  The room I was in was once my mothers.  The room she kept her most valuables in from my father.  To my knowledge most of these things were buried beneath the bed she would lay just before her death.  A sheild protected most of this room, which no sooner became her shrine.  I moved slowly feeling not like myself, but as if someone else took hold of my form.  Alone I was, maybe long enough to do what was needed from this point.  I heard nothing but what was outside that window.  A strange humming noice, almost calming.  I had to get out of here, but only way out was the final death of my father.  Not to place him in another demension but to kill him completely, destroy what created the horrid side of me.  The evil, wickedness that took over parts of me.  The dagger I had slit along my throat with was on my mothers favorite dresser.  My dagger was covered in my blood, but frozen, like in time.  This is what his death would come by.  This was what I needed to end him once and for all. 
 
I just moved slightly toward the window but more close to her dresser staring at this dagger of mine.  No other visions could I see came to me.  Moments into my deep thought of his death I heard the door open, no click to unlock.  I could have left anytime, unknowingly.   I was then bestowed upon my rightful place in time by the one man I hated the most.  Turning my head enough to look upon the degust ridden filth of an abomination in my eyes and growled lowly under my breath.  He just glare toward me, no moving nor flinching.  Then he spoke under his dark low deep tone...
 
"Now you see it as it must be or your death will come."
 
A mere simple thought to many, but not myself.  He turned away, walking out of the room leaving the door open.  By the entrance he dropped something small out of his hand.  I just glance that way for seconds then made my way toward what he dropped.  My form shifted slightly from something so simple like to a more monsterious form.  I exceeded my limitations beyond the bounds of evolution.  As I proceeded out of the room, leaning down to pick up what he dropped, I headed down the long empty darkened hallway.  Screams and yells to be saved, I heard no more.  Silence fell.  All I could feel was the empty cries from beneath my blackened heart.
 
Just when I felt defeat, I suddenly felt completion.  More like some victorious moment would come at hand, not for him but myself and myself only. 
Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be. When you scream it sounds like a lullaby There's no reality Just this world of illusion.
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From: ◦¤†Đa®k£aðyOfVampiŗe§†¤◦ Sent: 9/16/2006 5:32 PM
"So ... she is here?"
 
Such anger and hatred from the tone alone could be heard, the few monions around ran.  My so called blood sister was never more displeased with anything about me.

 
"Yes.  Leave her be, Venus.  That I am not asking, I am telling you."
 
He growled under some dark evil tone.
 
"And do explain..."
 
"STOP!!  Because I said so is why and you will get over your high and mighty place around me.  Be gone for now, Venus.."
 
She growled back to father and walked out mumbling under her breathe.
 
"Fine.. whatever you say father."
 
Slamming the door behind her she headed out of the undergrounds in a hunting mode.   For whatever was unknown, but in the end of al Venus was going to get her last word in with myself.  How she loathed me with every last part of her being.  I did not feel any different.  My father felt something had to be done, some kind of victory to lead in my quest and an end in Venus'.  It was what I felt from him.  The unkind, cruel beast.  He never cared for anyone, not even our mother, how could he even feel for me. 
 
Days pass before I came to it.  My throat healed within the days I slept.   Food was there at my bedside, door open for my freedom to roam around.  As if he had further intentions of my being here.  I could smell Venus' essence... of what still existed.  I saw no past nor present memories, only what my father had for me to remember.  The cruel domination over his own victorious claim, or so it would be or seem so.  I sat at the desk the food was on and just pushed it off.  I found some old paper, or human skin to write on as well the pen the needed human blood to write, so I began some kind of journal in hopes some memory would find its way out.  But nothing.  All I could write abut was the hatred and rage for both my father and Venus, as well his plan for me. 
 
I could hear voices down the end of the long hall.  More like whispers.  I couldn't make out much, but what I culd, I took note of.  I put together bits and peices as time would pass.   I dropped the pen and left my starting journal out in the open.. as no need to hide, it would be found anyhow.  Nothing was secret around here.   I headed out of my room and down the long dark hallway.  My pace was slow as much I was on guard.  A small minion slave approach me with question.  I just ignored her.  I headed down more into the workout room.  He had to have one to allow his strength to grow.  I found myself in this room looking around at all the human flesh and blood still fresh on the walls and torementing tools and such.  He would never change only get worse.  Nothng I could to change him.... but yet why would I even have the thought cross my mind.  Only moments later once I began a small workout my sister walked in, sat and watched me.  I knew she did, I felt her, but paid no mind to her as I hadn't for all the passing years as well centuries.  she will never change.  Lost in her own unrealistic world.  I started running aorund the track the slaves built in here.  I never even built up a sweat.  My sister stayed only moments longer and left.  I grabbed a small dagger and threw her way to purposely miss her and hit the wall as she walked out.  She never looked backed nor did she speak to me.  I don't know my fathers honest intentions for me here.  I just know without me he can not complete what he began so long ago, without.  I continued to run around to pass some time faster.  A vivid memory of past times pass throuhg my mind every few moments, but mothing to stop me dead in my tracks.
 
As I ran, Venus went to our father.. I knew her intentions already, but as for his.. a long night of deep thought was needed. 
Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be. When you scream it sounds like a lullaby There's no reality Just this world of illusion.
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Venus returned back to our father with feirce thoughts, hatred written all about her face.  Standing at his side where he sat while was just ignoring her as always, her fingers ran across his flesh slowly... her nails dug into him, his neck, as she gripped ever so tightly, then to let go as she growled out in anger.
 
"I told you to go away for now, Venus.  I haven't time for you right now."

"Why is that?!?"
 
Venus had snapped back as she pushed at him with hostile feeling in her of me.  Expecting him to pay attention and forget the fact I was even there.  It was eating her alive he had me come here.  As if I wanted.... no way, it just happened.  Venus expected our father to answer her.
 
"Why don't you EVER listen to me you fucking waste of flesh!?"
 
As she just finished her words he stood gripping her throat tightly, she could not breathe.  He was mere hairs from her lips as he spoke with the most harsh deep low deep tone.
 
"Unless you want me to rip you apart, be gone!!"
 
Just letting her drop as she tried breathing.  She choked and coughed from his strong grip.  Slowly coming to her feet as he turned away, she pushed upon his back as if she never cared if her eternal rest came.  He turned gripping her throat enough and threw her hard to against the wall, enough to make the wall crack open.  She fell limp for moments from his thrust of power.  This was only the beginning of their fight over me.  And I could hear it all from the room I ran around on the track.  Trying to make the most of this unwanted stay here.  They fought and argued before he left her in his office on the floor, limp as if to be in her infernal death.  He headed right for me, I stopped, waited and stare right at the entrance.  I was not in the mood to be around either as I hated both more than equally.  I felt my fathers intentions, but not as much my own sisters.  I thought of my brother and knew he would never find me in time to help me out of this fucking crazy mess.  I stood my ground as my father entered just to look at me before he to stand only hairs from me pushing me to the wall.
 
"You do NOT have the luggury of making me wait on what I want.  Death waits for you as much your own sister.  I'd rather keep -you- around, not her.  But if your mind has not been made, your decsion I do not give you much more time to ponder upon, I will be forced to kill you once and for all."
 
Then he placed this deep passionate sickening kiss upon my lips, as if I wasn't his flesh and bones, but his future mate to be.  Only a moment passed and he was gone as I dropped puking out what was bearly left in me.  I never felt more sick, more determined to kill myself, or get out.  Venus was standing at the door when she saw him kiss me which only caused the worst of frictions between her and I.  Before she could get to me I had slipped into a mist and disappeared into some other part of the underworld, my fathers play-grounds.  I felt so alone.  I felt the end so near and no hope for me.  It wasn't till I saw a glimps of light from up above that helped me to remember everyone at the coven, my past before I went there and my future I had tried to plan out.  I fell to my knees in blood tears, silently crying out in pain as if to scream for help without a word to leave my mouth.  This monster stole a part of me so long ago and now he wants me as his eternal mate.  If I didn't decide his way, I die and Venus gets everything of mine.  IF I were to choose his way, I live in the hell I left when I was just a child.  The skies he had created in this under-verse were nothing like up on the earth.  The grounds were black and dirty.  No life, no love, nothing.  It was his hell and if I decided yes... it would be mine.  For now I had not thought of the possibilites of my unknown future, just the rotten bliss he created to make me most miserable and his peacefully insane.  Sick fucking bastard, monster, unruley, thoughtless..... creature.  He was never a man.  He would never be a man, even with me around. 
 
Time wasn't ticking, but instead hung over my head like a rope ready to hang me.  I had no time to think of my way out nor my way to live with this demonic abomination.  I stood and leaped from the group into the dark filled skies and flew around pondering on my non-existant future.  I even went as far to call out in my mind for help.  I would never know if anyone would or could hear my thoughts down here.  Nor did I know if anyone would or could save me... or maybe it wasn't anyone's responcability but my own.
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As I roam the dark skies I just happen to stumble across a part of this underworld my father never did destroy.  I landed as if like a leaf off a tree in the fall.  Taking a look around, I slightly tilt my head as my eyes catch a glimsp of something from my childhood.  Almost to my disbelief it could ever be possible to come across this ever again, as if meant for me too see.  My form took another form I haven't since I could last remember, hardly to recognize me if to see me.  I cloaked my form ina heavy darkness shroud as I knelt down taking a hold of the sword that I thought my father broke and buried along with my soul long ago.  Holding in my hand as I felt a dark presence approach me.
 
"It has all too long my dear.  I believe it is now time for you to take your rightful place in history."
 
Looking back as I swiftly swung the sword holding right to this dark presences throat.  I dropped the sword to my absolute surprise.
 
"You... why now?  Why you of all creatures in this dark domain to approach me?"
 
"You thought you destroyed me?  Maybe perhaps thought you and I had no further buisness?  Or maybe in the back of your mind you knew this moment would come and you knew I would be the one to make you decide your true fate as of today?"
 
I spoke nothing to him.  I backed away slowly, almost to stuble over my own feet as I dropped to the ground, speechless.  My eyes never left him, but a mere lost memory was no more when the night we last stood on the same ground came forth.  The night he gave what powers I had buried away the day I put him in his slumbering wake.  He walked to me leaning down reaching out with his long fingers to touch across my lips.  His fingers trace my face as he grip hold of my neck, squeezing my throat.  I felt my last breath leave me when I step out of myself to look upon him from a high rise above.  I used what he gave me long ago to strike him down as he left go of my body I left.  His head turned to face what part of me left my body as I felt something eletrical slide through my veins, reconnecting my spirit form to my body.  He lept from from the ground as he took me in his arms, embracing me.  His darkness covered me like a thick heavy blanket.  We then became as one.  The skies filled with lightening at a rapid pace.  My form once again to shift quickly to the one I hated the most, the one I feared.  Or was the fear I felt not mine and his all along? 
 
As I felt somehting strange coming over me, a shift in the darkness was felt from me to my father.  I could hear his thoughts, he knew I would be on my way to end him, my sister and all he existed for.  I grabbed the sword and engulfed the dark skies, becoming the ambomination my father tried to bring out in me from the day my mother brought into this sinfully unforgiving world.  I could the dark presence within me speaking the language I was brought into this world knowing before to speak what everyone else understood.  I saw many old memories run through my mind like waves of destructiveness.  In no time I had returned to my fathers place, crashing through the main entrance rushing past all his little minions, slaves.  One of them attempted to stop me but had no chance as my form engulf the one who so bravely stood forth.  My father awaited my return, embracing the moment I stood my ground for the last time with him.  My sister was already there, watching me fly in as my sword peirce through him as if he had never existed in the first place.  The howling sounds of cries left him, loud enough to break any eardrums within the grounds his underworld was.  The earth trembling, the start of an earthquake had begun when he swung his mighty fists at me, one to catch me knocking me back into the wall, cracking down the middle through the entire room.  I quickly bounced back toward him and lept into his chest as I reached my claws into his form ripping out what was left of the blackness that kept him alive.  His body fell limp, I knew he was not dead though.  The blackness beat, the blood dripped as I screeched.  I yelled out in the language I could the dark presnece within me speak as my fathers body exploded.  The blackness disappeared becoming dust.  Venus came right for me but my sword I had grabbed and peirced through her all to quickly before she was able enough to attempt to kill me.  within the instant she felt the sword in her she exploded.  I never felt more alone in my entire lifetime around as I watched them both die by my hand.  The dark presence left me and spoke...
 
"Now you must finish what you've begun."
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He watched me walk out of the room I created such havoic and mayham.  The only thing left behind was my father blood blood which seeped into the ground floor, the dirt.  I knew there maybe no end to him, but as for my own blood, my sister.... she was gone.  I did as I needed for that and now to finish what I needed.  I almost felt some strange bound of powers intertwine and evolve me in a way I couldn't describe to anyone.  I felt sudden chills, then a massive explossive thought came to mind as I lept out of what was no longer of my father underworld.  The dark pressence followed within the shadows to make sure I finished what I needed or he would this time.  I went up against him long ago, so long ago time became of no value anymore.  To him, this was a must, to me.. I could care less.  I did what I needed.
 
"I hear your thoughts, Casandra.  Don't fail me or your death is by my hand."
 
He spoke with haste and rage, low and deep, dark and sinister.  It gave me the chills.  Maybe I had the chills only because I was just like him in some unknown form or another.  He mentored in my earliest of days.  Right from the beginning of time he was around, unlike my own father.  This dark presence gave me more than the knowledge I needed, but many stealthy peices of armor and weaponary.  I earned my place by fighting and winning every battle or war he placed before me.  I took up necromancing somewhere in those early days which only pissed him off.  As if I failed him then, as he assumed I'd now.  Being the necromancer helped me to gain more than so many at such an early age.  Now I find it to be my kink, my fault.  It has slowed me down. 
 
The road shallowed to a small path leading to the portal I enetered.  I stood there for moments pondering of my future.  He pushed me from behind as I stepped into the portal, the mist of black and a dark light glow around me as I was in a matter of seconds right back where I began before ever stepping into the portal to my fathers world. 
 
"Let us go, time may have no value anymore, but your life to me does."
 
So I followed him in the darkest of shadows, evolving with each element I came into touch with.  I headed toward my destination, swiftly.  I had many thoughts, memories and saw Angel in my mind more than anyone.  I had called out to her at this point.  I knew I wouldn't make it out alone and needed her by my side.  Her powers grew as much did mine, together we would become undefeatable.  I stood within the trees, watching all the folk around and saw the one I had to end.  It was my son.  this dark presence tricked me.  I became more angered than ever and lashed out upon him.  He grabbed hld of me and laughed more evilly.
 
"Seems you have forgotten who gave you most of what you are today.  You can not kill me, I am eternally in your fate, Casandra.  You know what to do to end what will only make your entire world crash down, be destroyed and cause the world more choas than ever."
 
I shook my head and glare with hate toward him speaking loud enough in my harshest tone.
 
"You took alot from me, giving me nothing to gain and now you expect me to kill my own child?  the child I searched for, for so long that you knew I needed to have part of me?  Why now?"
 
"I no longer have words, just end it or I end you and then him."
 
"NO!"
 
I ran toward my son, who had no clue of my existance.  I grabbed hold of him and told him just how sorry I was for never being around, the only thing he did was push me away and scream at me.
 
"I don't know you, you fucking crazy lady!! Get away from me before I kill you!"
 
I just stood there, gazing upon the flesh I created.  He looked like his father who I knew I'd never see.  He spoke like i would and was sure he became a great warrior. 
 
"You don't know me, but I do you and have but a moment to stop something awful from happening...."
 
As he cut me off...
 
"I know your intentions.. just do what you must... your friend has already informed me.. shall we then??"
 
So he lied not knowing me and knew ... then growling as I attacked the dark presence, my sword thrust through where his black heart would have been, taking a small dagger all the same jabbing into his skull to watch his body drop and sink into the ground as did my father.  All the folk around ran and screamed, but my son just stood there and spoke softly to me.
 
"So... you are who they say you are, I would be honored to walk by your side... mother."
Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be. When you scream it sounds like a lullaby There's no reality Just this world of illusion.
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I just looked with a deep thought after what I'd done, remember the dark presnence's mere last words to me.  It struck like sharp intensity of lightening. 
 
"We must go, he is not dead."
 
Though I didn't react to my son's words.  I had to get him someone at least where I knew he would be somewhat safe for the time being.  Looked like I was not returning to the Coven but my own home I hadn't been to in sometime.  My brother was there, along with a few others I knew could protect his own future fromt his dark presence I was going face as I had my father for so long.  We headed down a very dark long path, as I grabbed hold of his hand I pulled him into the thick of the forest as we jump from tree to tree as I most enjoyed.  I let him go knowing he wouldn't lose track of me, not if he was own blood, my child.  I had to put his father in my past for good knowing he had been gone for so long, would be ashamed of the dishonor his own son claimed for years and years.  I know I had alot of work ahead of me, but was worth it if to only gain back what I lost when giving him a chance in this forsaken world.
 
"Are we even close to your place, honored one?"

"Shh.. it is enough our scents leave track, not so much mine as much yours.  Just keep following, all will be explained once we are there."
 
The night wasn't long enough it seemed to get most things done, I could see the sun rising far off and knew his blood wasn't just strong enough to last within the light as I could.  He was more like his father, ashame too.  I found a hidden underground passage for us to follow for as long as possible.  Though it was full of folk, no one seem to notice either us... how could you anyhow at the speed we traveled?  Swiftly we curved around the bends and through the thinnest parts of this underground passage, coming to a near dead end that lead back outside.  I looked to him once to stop and push the wall.  Looking with worry and anger.
 
"We have no choice but to stop for now till I can remember the other passage to travel.  I am not sure how far away we are either."
 
"If you are who I heard so much of, you can make it so I can walk in the sunlight."
 
Sounding pissed as hell as I answer him wirh my usual questions....
 
"What else has you heard?  And why lie right to my face in the beginning?"
 
"The dark presence paid me to play it off like that.  Had been on my tail for years telling me alot of stories of you and father.  I never got to know father, knew I wouldn't.  But knew our fate would come sooner or later.  So do it then so we can be on our way."
 
I shook my head  angrily and sat in a small cubby hole in the wall, big enough for us to fit in, he just looked and seemed more angry than I.
 
"So it is all true then.. you have died so much not to care even enough about me?"
 
I just let him bitch on, I wouldn't answer him now, his time would come.  Now was far from the right time with too many around.  Now wouldn't be time to give a show of who and what we were.  He just sighed and sat beside me and waited as did I.  He wanted to know so much from me alone, I could hear his thoughts move like a heard of folk being chased by our own kind at night.  Pulling my knees up to my chest almost like curled in a ball, leaning against the wall, I would rest my head down upon my knees and wait quietly.  People who travel these passages most daily would stop every so often near us and talk about how life used to be for them.  I couldn't bare to stay here longer, but.. as it was.. time was not allowing my son to run rampade like I could.
My son, Justin looks to me and whishpers...
 
"You will explain why you of all vampyres wouldn't help me to walk in the light, right?"
 
Again I just ignored him.  whatever had happened to me, being so as I did.  Lost from my own for so long I hadn't a care in the world liek I did.  Memories of the Coven and my home run wild and free.  I saw one I missed dearly aside my brother, one I called my mother.  Maybe I would see her once again.  But since I wasn't headed bck to the coven.... who knows when that would be.  I rested my eyess for a short time while hearing the conversations outside our cubby hole.  My son finally just rested into the hole and remain quiet as we patiently waited.  though his thoughts were so loud, worried the dark presence would find us whith this lost time traveled, unknowing to his mind that was far from thrue.. for now
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While time seemed to creep up on us, I had finally remember the path I used to take when traveling these underground passages so long ago.  I grabbed my son's hand without word and took off with him for the next passage.  The sun was bright today, he wouldn't last for a second if I took him out.  I decided to give to him what he should have been born with.  His fathers blood seem to over power mine back then making it so he was unable to walk in day light as I.  He as well never took flight in daytime as I did either.  We slipped into a small area where less traveled for the time being.  I brought his close to me without word, embracing him into my womb of eternal bliss.  My bite felt like some kind of pleasure he desired since birth, I drained him of every last drop of his father to return all of what he needed was me.  His essence was powerful and his bond he had found deep within himself evolved with mine.  He fell limp for awhile, but no one [paid mind as they walked by, what few did.  Seemed these folk down here seem a little too much more than needed through time.  He slept in my arms while I dripped my blood upon his lips allowing it to slither into his mouth down his throat into his form.  I watched his form take hold a new mold.  His skin darken just enough like mine before he opened his eyes to look into mine.  His eyes had a glowing effect, red like blood, the lust was growing already once to get a taste of mine.  He would remain weakened till a day and night pass.  I would have to find soemthing for him to ride upon so we could travel during the day.  Once he woke enough he gave the same evil smirk I always did.  He no longer resemble his father, but instead to resemble me.
 
A wicked move on my part, but Justin his father would have to find it in himself to forgive me to save our son's life.  I stepped out looking around, the tunnel exit was crowed and full of so many folk I had to push us through them to get to a car.  I loathed driving with some feirce passion, but times had changed.  And where we had to go, would take a long time on horse or foot.  He was far from strong enough to fly with just yet.  Some rather rich man stepped away from his black Viper as I slipped in unnoticed as did my son, we stapped ourselves and took off like a bullet out of a gun.  the rich man had no chance in time to see or what stole his car.  By the time he would even report it stolen, I would have changed everything aobut it so once found, they would think the man was just one of the crazies.  We found a long highway to travel and headed in the highspeed lane passing by all the cars and trucks as if they were standing still.  I wouldn't be caught if wanted too, traveling at a rate too fast the cops wouldn't waste their time on.  I was a mere blur, not enough enough to make out the car never mind the plates or who was driving. 
 
Time for us seemed to slow down enough though I was driving so fast.  My son looked to me whispering softly....
 
"Why did you do it?"
 
I didn't answer.. one less for conversation, far less for answering any questions. So again he made his attemtpts to make me talk...
 
"Please, I have to know.. why did you do it?"
 
I pulled over down a path, darkened one, enough to cover us from any visable eyes or pass-byers on the highway.  I didn't even turn my head when I spoke to him while my eyes darkened and glow upon the outter rim of purple.  My words were short and to the point, softly spoken..
 
"I had no choice."  I sat just looking out the windsheild, almost as if in deep thought.  "You would have died otherwise."
 
I took off after tunring around and headed back on the path we were and said nothing more while he just looked to me, worried, scared and consumed by me.  I sired my son once again.. giving him life in the first place and to sire and give him strengths he may never understand.  The highway was about to turn off to a different, I took it and headed down traveling the same speed.  Before long the sun disappear like the sky placed this black blanket over it.  we were closer to my place.  I could feel it. 
 
"Could you answer me one thing if not at least talk?"
 
Giving me an option was not good on his part, how quickly he would learn I take nothing in concideration nor allow one to take great advantage of me ever.  I just ignored him and drove on till we near the castle.  Making this step would further make him angered.  I knew what he wanted to ask.. what took me so long, for he would figure this out on his own, for now.. we had much more to work on, many important things to take care before I returned back to the Coven or even back to Dracula's castle.  I slow down as I drove the very long rocky path toward my castle.  Maybe one day he would learn to accept this and not hate me so much, something I would have to understand, if he never did.
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~~ INTERMISSION ~~
 
Abrupt continuous good for nothing real life shit interupts my darkest thoughts. 
Please be patient for the continuation of "My Final Journey..?"

~~INTERMISSION 2~~
 
This maybe continued within another sl.. already in the works, please be most patient for the continuing saga of her final journey.  There has been from the beginning of her time (DLoV's), a presence, and the unknown.  Never told anyone if either had been part of the her father.  What will come of this will be of great catastrophe. 

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"Will you ever find it in yourself not to be so self centered like your father?"  A blunt question slipped from his mouth, the mouth I would no sooner punch out of rage instead of answering his question.  He grabs hold of my wheel making the car spin out of control off into the woods crashing into one of the larger trees.  Moments would pass and all I heard was him screaming in pain, though it was dulled by the pain I felt from my head being slammed into by the bag as soon as we hit the tree forced our bodies into sudden impact and shock.  I slipped in and out as he was able to get us both out of the car, the car that was no longer even more than a mere piece of metal all crumpled and smashed in... how did we ever make it out of this.. I hadn't wished more of my final days till now. 
 
My son took it upon himself to make sure he made a fire and hunted while I lay as if in a state of unconsciousness.  This was when my moment of remembering everything I pawned off to some void, came back all at once.  Seeing everything I ever fought only became the worst of my nightmares to come.  And the presence that had followed me since I could remember stood over me, and laugh in his most evil disillusionistict way.  The lowly evil skull fucker he was made into would find a way to destroy me when I could least do anything about it.  My son nowhere to hear even my thoughts to save me, I had to fight back into the world I never wanted to return.  A passage opened and I took it.  Nothing seemed as it was, nor would it ever from this point on.  I fought to wake from the deep state of what would seem sleep I was in while inside my mind I was in the worst of my wars ever to fight. 
 
I would scream as loud as possible but no one came to my calls except the one I loathed even more than my own flesh and blood.... the presence. 
"And you call yourself a the goddess of darkness, the dominate defiant undefeated warrior?"  His laughter deep and hoarse, evil in tone, the cracklings surrounding him.  The was more cold and thick than ever I'd known.  Death was here, he was the king, soon I would see just what was to come of me.  I knew this was the end and nothing was to stop it but myself. 
 
When my son returned he became angered seeing I was bound within several binds of silken ties, unabling my son to free me.  My body lay across as if on a bed, but all he saw was me floating, leviating in air.  The blackened aura that surrounded me made it much more difficult for him to near me. Within myself I tried to yell out for him, dulled by the oh so evil presence and his vixen hell spawns that had been my kin.  Their demonic nails turned to claws began tracing my shape, my form, the blood began to form along the cuts they made as they would dig deeper to bleed me dry.  Would they be successful?  Beyond this, only one would know.
 
"Let her go!" He tried all he could, my sons powers where merely any match against what gave my father the power in the first place to unite and create the damned creature I was made into. Infact it was the thought I always felt my father was the abomination, how wrong I was and found it was never so true but it was I who was so. 
 
I struggled feeling weaker by the second, my entire eternal life slipping away.  Some kind of trap it had to be.. some new test in mind was all I could truely believe to defeat this to come to it. 
What was to come I never would have saw, no actually I never did see nor expect but I slipped into the realm in which there was no coming back.  Just as I knew.. if I hadn't killed my son, this would happen now the final war has begun.  The tormenting, the final trial of my eternal damnation was here.  Was I to fight or let go, I would not decide, nor would I care, but instead another who would allow only then for me to choose my fate.
My son could not save me, no one from this point had the power nor abilities to bring me back.  I was more than doomed and my time had final come.
 
I slipped off not knowing the continued torture played with wicked deceit, who was behind all this I was merely the pawn in his vicious ill minded attempts.  Our path crossed a many times, warned me more than enough to give me time... indeed my time was here.  I could only feel myself slip away, unable to stop what was to be... not knowing who came forth to make the final demands upon me.
I nolonger made the attempts to be free but stay in silence and await the forever death placed upon me.
Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be. When you scream it sounds like a lullaby There's no reality Just this world of illusion.
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This is Casandra...
I am back to finish my long awaited stoy as well to help continue helping this new group here to grow as big and bad as possible. Im sure Im anything but alone in this.. *Evil grin*
I wish to help as much as I can.. anything else we can do, let myself and my very hummle one LithaHellkitten . Thank you beautiful and friend whom is such a treasure to me for all she's done.
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