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Blood and Loyalty (L337 and Devious)

L337GAM3R

Super-Earth
Joined
Oct 1, 2009
It was a clear day, the sun was out, the water of the ocean could be heard lapping against the rocks of the cliffs outside the large Victorian era mansion. Inside the halls and rooms had all been remodeled by the current owner. The owner, a single male, Aaron Clock was a solitary person, once a week a group of maids came through and cleaned any of the parts of the mansion that needed it. There was something odd about this manor though, or not the manor as much as the man whom resided within its lavish walls.

Aaron Clock had resided in this manor since the day it was built on this exact spot, five hundred years ago. Aaron was what many called a black blood, a Vampyr in the old tongue to those whom knew what the true name for his race was. Aaron had been merely a child at the time the home was constructed, upon this spot, his father was the benefactor behind its construction for his family. It was simply four months later that the murders occurred; his father was gunner down on the steps of his own home, six shots from a forty four revolver through the mans chest; his mother was brutally raped in front of him and his younger brother before her throat was slit from ear to ear; then the final straw was the disembowelment of his little brother. Why was Aaron spared?

Aaron was not spared that night, the brutal murderer turned his knife upon Aaron, leaving the large scar that was still with him upon his back, almost all the way down his spine. What had saved him that night? A male came to his aid, the smell of blood and screams had attracted this creature of the night to the mansion late that night. The twenty year old dying Aaron watched as the powerful Vampyr simply broke the mans neck. The rest of the story goes without needing to be said Aaron was reborn that night, the Vampyr, his dark father, Henry Clock; Henry Clock was a source blood the first of his family line and thousands of years old. A powerful creature that raised Aaron in the ways of the black arts teaching him both ancient rituals and ancient magic.

This early afternoon the master of the house was awaiting a special delivery to his home. A new “pet” one could call the delivery. A neko, young, lithe, petite, and immune to the taint of his black blood was being delivered to him, at no small price mind you. Of course the most favored pets of the Vampyr, let alone one that had yet to be drank from was a rare commodity. Looking out the window at the ocean Aaron sighed. Like all of those cursed with his shared blood line Aaron was not a fan of seawater, some Vampyr didn't sun well, this five foot eleven, athletic built Old blood did not handle salt water. Brushing some his black hair from his crimson eyes he yawned and looked at his watch.

Walking to the couch he set down. Wearing blue jeans that were loose on his well toned body black running shoes and a black button up shirt he stretched and turned on the tv as he waited.
 
Maria hated that she was going to a new home yet again. The masters that she was with before couldn't handle her cause she could predict almost every move they made. Looking out the window as she was arriving at the mansion on the water she trembled some. Something was different about this guy and she could already tell. The era of this place was dark or felt like it was hiding something. Hiding a beast hiding something that made her shiver to the bone. Looking out at the water as they drove her down the road along it. She day dreamed of how her life would be if she never was in the slave market. Her parents had sold her off since they needed the money but since she was so wild she had gone home through home.

This place probably wouldn't be any different but the setting the place it seemed she was going to be at felt peaceful. It was peaceful and it looked like a place that she would finally be able to concentrate on stuff she liked instead of pleasing her masters. She had served the day since she got into the slave market. Do this do that or do whatever her master wanted of her or just wanted her to do. Sometimes they were just lazy and couldn't do anything cause they didn't want to. She would clean and cook but sometimes she needed a break and if she didn't get one. She wouldn't be nice after she would snap and become a wild neko. The one's that no one could tame and no one would be able to touch without getting hurt.

Looking back at the driver as they said they would arrive she whimpered a little. Her ears went down and she looked back out the window seeing the mansion start to get closer and closer to the car. She went back into day dreaming in her reality and how her life would be. She didn't just want a master but she wanted a lover and mate. Someone that would be rough with her when they wanted but also that they would love her when she wanted. She wanted it to be an equal relationship but she knew from being in the slave market for this long that was never how it was. It was always what the master wanted and never what the slave wanted. Snapping out of her day dream once again she looked as the door opened and she got out having the chain yanked and she yelped some giving a glance at the guy who yanked it.

Walking up to the house a breeze went through her platinum blonde hair that was just a few inches below her shoulders. Looking around then back at the door she smelled and growled lowly. Nekos had a good sense of smell they were part cat so it was supposed to be suspected but no one thought of it. Smelling the faint smell of blood she bit her lip lightly making it bleed some since her teeth were so sharp. Looking at the guy holding her chain as he rang the door bell she looked back at the door. Her head went down as well as her ears and her tail went between her legs. Her eyes were a dark steel blue and what she wore. She wore a black and pink gothic dress that went to the middle of her thighs. Decorating her legs are black and pink striped stockings as well as a black tight leather collar and a black and pink leather leash. She didn't know if her new master heard the door bell or not but she hoped he did. She was starting to get tired cause of the cool breeze of the ocean coming onto land.​
 
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