Things that go bump in the night... OPEN

[Helena]

The ebonite mare jaws dripped with blood, the victim was still alive and desperately trying to get away, though the screams were not heard as she had taken care to make sure they were far enough way. A pool of blood was around her daggers as she dipped her crown down again and caressed his cheek, such a shame he had such a life to look forward to and now… his frame was trembling, he had nothing left to show that he was truly a male as she had removed them. Her front rose up and she tossed her crown, a flash making a glimmer in her orbs as she slammed her daggers down into his ribs, the sick snapping sound that followed, was music to her harks all at once his frame stopped trembling, his mouth was agape and blood dripped out of it.

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She grinned and turned away from the bay frame. She felt not a thing of emotion her orbs closed, nares widened to take in the salty scent of blood before she moved off. Blood tipped tresses clinging to her nape, the red heart that sat in the center of her skull was covered, the crimson that had been from her latest victim was all but dry on her ebony frame, she was really looking for a place to wash up a little, maybe a little drink and a little luck.

She chuckled and her orbs flashed with rage for the briefest second before she calmed herself down enough. Just enough not to kill another soul, she didn’t feel like a massacre tonight. She soon came out onto a beach, the moon was high above her but she could smell and see the clouds that promised rain. Her breath came out her nares like smoke as she stalked the water and dipped her maw with in, the rest her frame followed and soon she felt presentable. She exited and gave her frame a mighty shake. Now if only she could find someone worthy of her time, that would be splendid.[/blockquote][/size]

[apocalyptica]

Little went on in the mind of Stelios. He found himself always between worlds. Never to pick a side, when the world choose either light or dark. Sometimes he found himself annoyed by one and interested in the other but then turn around the next day his ideas turned around. It seem to only matter on the equine and it surprised him how many shorts were out there in this half divided world. Not to mention the many breeds. Stelios found himself to be very normal. Despite having lived so many past lives. There was a name for such equines but he found himself differ from them. His path not dark but he had his moments. Every now and again having to take action and kill or worse. It never bother him, you needed to be on the top of the food chain to survive. Otherwise you would always lose and never get that chance to make something out of yourself. For the moment, the black stallion had no home. He roamed alone and from time to time stopped into lands and offer his services as an killer, and mastermind. He'll take of task and either request to mate with one of the lands mares or mention that if he need anything they were to serve him no questions. Just as he would serve them. He would never forget an task given and would keep on such until the deed was done.

So far, he had been hired to kill, send messages between lands and now he was ask to deceive an sister. Make them think they have fallen in love, mate with them and then ditch them. Sure, Stelios had some morals as a stallion. He hate for such a thing to happen to him, yet he took the deal. Perhaps it will bring a thrill for him. All in all, it was something to do. It was an strange request, he admit but he like an challenge. Stelios was known for his charm and deeds. The task was not to be commit ed just yet and Stelios found himself in his favorite lands to roam. The beach was silent and peaceful. Not to mention he enjoyed watching the sun set and rise. There was also the water. A place he found himself at home with and it was here most equines could find him if they choose. Something hung in the air. The scent all too familiar to the stallion. Death and blood. A taste came into his mouth, tempted to find the dead body and perhaps....No it was not in Stelios nature. He moved along, not really caring about the poor fool whose death had been played out. Weather it was for reason or for none, all he knew was it was not him. Should he meet the creature who made the kill, it would not change him. He did not fear anything, not even death. Taking a deep breath, only one came into view. A mare. He held no reaction, no emotion and just bowed his head in respect and greeting. No need to get close, unless she wanted him too.

[Helena]

The dark mare tucked her crown against her nape, watching the stud from down the beach, he hadn’t seemed to notice yet that there was someone else this very night on this very land. Mitch matched orbs observed him, each and every step she watched carefully. She liked what she saw, he was handsome enough, he had other things going for him. So when he nodded she approached him. The wind carried her forelock away, uncovering the red heart that sat upon her forehead. She stopped and gave him a nod, hey stud, I am Belinda and who might you just be? Banner flicked across her flanks before wrapping around her hind pillars. Nares widened, taking in his scent and storing it for later use, she would like to know who she met and that was one way of always keeping it. It was also good for using when you needed to find someone quickly and kill them. She grinned for a moment before it disappeared, she was really wondering if he could provide her a little fun tonight and maybe some more later on down the road. It would be a shame if she ever had to kill his charming hide. Orbs watched him contently, she was at ease at the moment but like the good little killer she was she was always prepared for the worse and she had come to expect nothing less than the worse when she met someone new, especially a stud. No good pieces of flesh they were all they did was hurt and the hurt was ultimately what got them in trouble, a good killer never forgets her victims and never forgets the pain she has gone through to get where she is now. With another dark grin she waited for him to speak.

[apocalyptica]

It seemed Stelios was wrong to think the mare wanted to be alone. He watch as she moved closer to him. Not to mention get a good look at him. He did not move from his spot, getting his own good look at the creature before him. Markings not natural but Stelios had grown to learn, these lands were not normal. As he had one foal who grown with a horn between her eyes. Not to mention hold powers he did not understand. Her mother was off as well. Sharp teeth like an predators and blood drinker. He had been around those who drank blood, such a act was not know to him. Of course he grew to charm the mare and their one night stand gave him his first foal. As expected the foal was left to die but Stelios found her and given her to a willing mare. Would he bother with the foal again? He was not sure. He was not one to always give. He did want true love or at least an stable relationship. Not to mention a mare who could hold their ground. In the end, no one really understood the black stallion. He went with the flow but unlike most he dealt with his issues or mistakes. Tail twitch and he smirked. Pleasure. I go by the name Stelios. He printed the name in his mind. He could smell the dead body on her pelt but this did not bother him. Everyone was capable of killing. Either for fun or defiance. He admit to doing both but he would really have to be in a bad mood. Now, he seemed rather relaxed, talking to the demons before him. So, what brings you about these lands? A simple statement to keep the conversation. This was all he wanted, for the moment.

[Helena]

She smirked and stepped closer to him, one could see the wheels turning behind her orbs, there was no fear there just a coldness, that had wrapped around her heart and turned it ebonite in color. She stopped, a dip in the water and some company worthy of my time and you seem to fit the bill, I should ask you the same thing or why you would want to talk to a creature such as myself, im nothing special I have been hurt many a times which has turned me into a killer, cold blooded murder. She shook her crown and turned away sharply as the wind caught her tresses and banner, making them dance wildly, her frame was visibly tense for a moment, tossing her head she reared and came down on the geo hard. Her frame was now less tense as she turned to face him once more, sorry she spoke softly, it was a word she never uttered what was happening to her? she shook her crown and turned just her crown to stare off over the ocean, orbs narrowing just slightly and then closing, one hark flicked to listen to him the other flicked forward so she could listen to the ocean, she wanted to know more about him, she wanted to know why he was here, what made him tick, what he wanted for his feature but was she sure she would get it all out of him? No she wasn’t but she would try to easy her curious thoughts and get herself back to normal.

[apocalyptica]

He was interested in the mare. Having her open up to him so far as she did made things easy. He felt rather comfortable. So what if she killed, Stelios did ti too. A dip in the water sounds nice. He smirked, not minding her coming closer. He did not feel any need to keep her away. If she chose to kill him or just attack, he knew how to work his way out of the possible trouble. However he was not reading any attempts at his life. This pleased him. Why would I not want to speak with you? You misjudge yourself for I do not see just some killer. I see a mare who can hold her own and wont take crap from anyone. Powerful and bueatyful. He could see her tense a bit and hope he did not push his luck. He really did not have and agenda with this mare. He was not toying with her and he was not just trying to get into her pants. No, he was just being himself and he had admire the mare for admitting to her crimes and was not one to take hints that she might be trying to hint at. Sure, he got the vibe of run away now while you still can but he was not like that. He would stick around, until he really fault un-needed. He moved in closer, not caring that she turned away. He stood at her side. I don't have a place of my own but these lands short of call to me as my home. The ocean is peaceful and the water is good source for healing. He shook his head. Feeling much like and older equine with his words. He was not normally like this. Tail twitch and he moved forward in the direction of the water. He looked back and smirked, hinting for her to follow as he moved again and into the waves.

[Helena]

The mares gaze softened as she heard his words, crown turned to look at him, so he could see what he was doing to her. She flicked her banner, it was very nice and thank you no one has ever said anything like that to me, it really means a lot and this is very a comforting place for me and now it sounds like others. She gave him a tiny grin and watched him set off to the water, there seemed to be a hinting that he wanted her to join him. She turned and set off after him, entering the surf, the water tugging at her pillars as she came up alongside him, nuzzling his shoulder and whickering gently to him, she hated that he made her feel weak but at the same time she enjoyed it, she nibbled along his nape for a brief second before pushing out further so her pillars didn’t touch, she same with the waves allowing them to push her back toward him and when she could touch she allowed her hooves to touch the sand bottom and walked over to him, tresses stuck to her nape forelock was pushed back into her mane. Would you ever hurt a mare? She asked softly looking down, her ebony frame against his own, she breathed an easy sigh and flicked her harks closed her orbs, filling the waves tugging at her, trying to pull her down but falling, she opened her orbs and reached out and touched his muzzle waiting for his answer.

[apocalyptica]

Stelios was enjoying the mares company. However what he was enjoying more was the affect his own company seemed to have on her. It was rare that Stelios had affected anyone. At least not by their own will. He had no motive here and things were taking an interesting turn. He did not know if he was ready for something like this. He did not read more into what was happening, he did not want to disappoint himself or look like a fool. He listen to her speak and then offered a warm smile. He understood why most would turn away from a mare like herself. It just did not have anything to do with her looks. Most stallions were taken back by powerful mares. Fearing they will over power them and only wishing to prey on the weak souls. Stelios enjoyed the strong but he would never really turn down the weak either. He liked a challenge and before he he saw one, at least until now. He was beginning to see more into his company. He watch as she joined him. The water hinting her pelt in perfection. She appeared to be a natural. Then he felt her warm beside him and he became a bit tense or surprised. He shook it off, not wishing to offend her or send her away. So he return the action, nuzzling but around her neck and brushing up on her check. He liked how that felt. H became weak under her touch and went to nibble down her back when she drew away. He looked lost but regain his form and smirked. He followed against the waves. Letting them crash along his body. He loved getting wet. Watching her move back to shore he fake a race with her and they met again. Her question shocked him. Not on purpose. He held his gaze to the waves for a moment. He had killed and hurt a few good souls. Some on purpose, others because he had too. However when he came to mares, he had yet to seek one out and harm them because he could. He was not that type. However if he had been ordered to do so or needed to protect himself, he would take action. Unless he fell in love or an higher offer was made. It would all depend and he was the short of follow fate.

[Helena]

Belinda, nodded and smiled. I have my reasons for harm and its in my blood, some of those I wish I could take back but at last I can not and let this show you that this mare does have her moments of weakness and she doesn't always enjoy the kill. She gave him a smile and bumped his shoulder, before turning away and prancing down the beach away, she turned around and faced where he stood, she wasnt that far she could still clearly make out every scar and mark on his hide. A twig snapped and she was instantly on heightened alert, crown swiveled and harks pricked toward the direction of the nose, when nothing appeared she relaxed, one could visually see the relation in her, from her muscles to her nape, she didnt always like the way she functioned, she didnt always like she could be one thing and switch on a dime, she had many sides that others didnt see and he was seeing one that only a select few ever saw. She approached him again, circling him, what if I was to tell you, you are doing things to me I cant even explain, you are making me show a side I hardly ever show, she stopped to bring her kissers near his hark to whisper the rest, making me feel weak and scared, two feelings I never feel, babe all I can say is I think im falling for you. She stepped away and turned to face the waves again she didnt want to see what his features looked like, she was physically ready to hear him say he didnt feel that way and to hear his hooves retreating on the sands.