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Escaped! (me and starlit raven)

Raziel99

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Jan 15, 2009
The war between Lycans and Vampires raged for many centuries, neither side giving in. Both races were losing many of their own, and it looked more than likely that both races would be wiped from the planet by the time the war was over. But, all of that was changed one day, when a high ranking Vampire was captured and taken to a important Lycan power, and the two of them fell in love. It was with their efforts that the war finally ended, and the two races joined together to become stronger than either race had been before. Their research flourished, and they found many things. Birth rates went up, cures were found in the other race's blood. A great council of Vampires and Lycans was made, with that couple as the head.

One thing that was of constant research, though, was the children of the mixed couples. They would only take in one aspect of the parents instead of both. Perplexed, and wanting a answer, their new Lord had research started on the answer for Hybrids, ones that had the powers and abilities of both Lycans and Vampires. It was many years, but the researchers were able to find a way to make Hybrids. However, how their growth would go was uncertain, and the Lord had them sealed off, to make sure that nobody could get their hands on them for evil. While they were in stasis, they had memories implanted into their minds, of their powers, customs, everything they would need to know about life in the world. They would be brought conscious for tests before being put back to sleep.

The war ended 200 years ago, and now the two test Experiments, simply labeled X and Y, were now 20 years old. Y, who had been given the name Raziel, was using his telepathy to contact X when he was able to. The room was rather empty most of the time, they would be able to get free if they worked at it, and were fast. But, they would have to wait for the right moment.

Raziel's eyes opened, and he looked around the room, colored mostly blue from the fluid in his tube. The doors in front of them were sealed, so the scientists wouldn't be there for some time. His head, very slowly, turned towards 'Y', seeing if she was conscious or not. His mind reached out to hers, something that he had practiced for the last few years. Wake up, it's time to get free.
 
The fingers of the girl twitched, feeling Raziel's mind brushing against her's, waking her from her slumber. It used to take her time to reach consciousness, but after several years of practice she would awaken in an instant, awaiting a moment just like this.

Her dark eyes slowly opened glancing over at him, then to inspect the room for herself. Though she was labeled "X" she was also known as Nirra. It is time? she sent, the thought with tones and emotions mixed in, of eagerness and excitement. Involuntarily the muscles of her body twitched, ready to finally be free from the fluid filled tube that contained her. She sent a second thought across the telepathic link. It wasn't necessarily words, but feelings, but the message was clear.

I'm ready.
 
He understood her words more than enough, and he let out a very small nod. His head turned to the front of the tube, before he brought his hand up. He focused for a long moment on his hand, which turned into a sharp claw. He quickly stroked along the glass of the tube, cutting through it and being sucked out as well as the fluid. He hit the floor with a rather heavy thud, instantly having a shiver going through his back. The room was cold, the only thing that felt warm to him being the fluid that was quickly dispersing along the cold tile.

He got up after a moment, only subconsciously hearing the sirens in the other parts of the research facility. Walking over to her tank, he cut through the glass of her tube, catching her as she fell out. She felt warm like the fluid, but he didn't have time to think of that. They were nude, but they had to escape, not caring about anything physical like that. Not that it actually pushed on his mind, this being one of only a handful of times that he had been out of the tube.

He helped her onto her feet before looking up at the ventilation shaft and vent that was above them. "There." He said to her, before his eyes closed. It was a moment of focus before his form shifted into mist, the mist moving up into the vents.
 
She watched him cut at the tube, her body tense. She was excited, and he could probably feel it. There was no room for fear in her mind, after all, who could stop beings as powerful as themselves? She felt the pressure in the tube change and the fluid flowing forwards, carrying her with unexpected force. She was glad when he caught her, not wanting to start off the adventure face-first on the floor.

"Thanks" she said, both verbally and telepathically, not used to hearing his voice, or her own for that matter. Thought was an easier mode of communication. She grinned, chilled and wet, but terribly excited. She was outside! She was actually touching Raziel, and she could feel his warmth against her own. There were so many sensations she had yet to experience, and she wanted it all. Seeing his body change to mist she quickly did the same, floating upwards and away from the room.
 
They went through the ventilation system until they were near the exit. Now was where it got difficult, because they were close to others. They would have to do this perfect, or else everything was going to go to hell. HE quickly mapped out the room and where everyone was. There was some hunters running around outside the room, but that would easily become this room if they weren't careful.

Raziel left the ventilation ducts then, shifting quickly and turning to the nearby window. His hand turned into a claw again, and he quickly broke the window. He was instantly greeted by a rush of very cold wind and some snow. It was the middle of winter, and the ground outside was covered in snow, a small flurry going on as well. Raziel didn't care though, he wasn't going back into that tube. He quickly jumped out the window as he heard the door behind him open, heard the outcry and the alert going higher. But by the time they got to the window, the two of them would already be out and running.

Raziel ran out, holding Nirra against him mentally. The snow was cold to his feet, and it was spreading upwards of his leg, helped by the little patter of snow against him. Being in the tank for his whole life, he never used his energy to keep him warm like everyone else would do, so the heat that he had was all he got for now.
 
Nirra watched, materializing behind him as he broke open the glass. She suddenly looked back, her dark eyes getting wider. "Hurry!" she whispered, her voice soft but urgent. She could hear the yells of protest behind the door, and could feel the thuds of heavy boots through the floor with her feet. A lack of sensations in the tube left her overly aware outside of it.

She heard the glass break and out of the corner of her eye saw Raziel jump out the window. Immediately after she saw the door burst open the guards running after them. But it was too late, she was already diving out the window, a smirk on her lips. She landed roughly on all fours, the landing cushioned by the snow. It was unimaginably cold but she welcomed the feeling. Darting after him she ran full speed, feeling the snow on her naked body, the icy wind pricking her skin. She laughed aloud, reveling in her new found freedom.
 
He was overjoyed as well about being free, but he knew better than to let that make him less aware. HE had been planning this for close to a year. He made sure she ran as fast as he was going, into the snow covered forest. It was getting colder and colder, and he was starting to run out of his bodily energy, since he hadn't eaten recently. And he was getting really cold, since he was bigger, the snow hit him more.

They were a few miles away, deep in the heart of the forest, when he nearly collapsed against a nearby tree, trembling from the cold and panting from exhaustion. "We need to find a place nearby that we can rest at." He said, both vocally and mentally, since he was using his mind to talk to her. "We won't make it far right now, we need to warm up."
 
There was a reason he had led the charge to freedom, and that was because he was far less reckless than she. Even subconsciously across their mental link, he was the leader, he had made the plan to escape and she had followed. She slowed as he came to a stop, her body trembling as well. She didn't bother trying to speak, her hard breathing and the icy dry air had left her throat raw and stinging. She felt that he was in worse shape though, being larger, and having more muscle than she did. She was softer, though still toned, and able to maintain her body temperature better. But neither of them last long out in the open, and his plan certainly hadn't accounted for this.

Look, she sent, nodding towards a large, ancient tree. It was enormous, towering high into the air, its branches thick and far reaching. It was probably one of the first trees to grow in this forest, its offspring the smaller trees around it. But it was dead, the pines that once covered it long gone. She slowly walked forwards to the tree, around the huge trunk. She found a small hole near the base and crept inside. The trunk was hollow, and the space inside was large enough for her to lay down, with room to spare. The wind swirled around outside, but was still and relatively warmer inside. Come inside. You might have to make the entrance bigger, but try not to open it up too much.
 
(sorry for taking so long)

Raziel was glad that she was able to find someplace for them to hide from the elements, especially how fast she found it. He moved over to the tree she found, quickly looking over it before moving to the entrance. If he tried to squeeze in, he was sure to open the hole much bigger, so he simply did a very quick shift to a mist form, appearing moments later inside. She was right, it was much warmer in there. It still was colder than he was use to, though, and he moved closer to her, holding her to him to conserve their heat and energy.

His skin felt a little cold to the touch, but much warmer than the ground outside, to her. He was taller by a few inches, leveling at 6 foot even. His body was toned with little body fat to keep him warm without using energy. And the most prominent feature was the water-blue eyes that he had, that were now looking over Nirra to make sure she was alright. HE was satisfied after a moment, and he pulled her closer to keep her warm.

When he did, though, he felt a rather peculiar sensation. He knew what it was, a slight shock of pleasure going through his body. He was still sensitive to most touches, being contained in that stasis tank for his whole life, and even if he knew what was going on, he was surprised at the shock. Him moving her closer rubbed her side against his member, which was somewhat hard from the cold. He let out a soft gasp, rather enjoying the feel of that little touch, before his hand went down, gently stroking over him, a touch that he wasn't use to, but was definitely pleasureful.
 
I'm fine, she sent as he looked her over. She was more concerned about him than herself. Her eyes glanced up at his, the color the same though several shades darker. Her hair was just as dark with blue undertones, long and rippling down her back. She had a small frame, her body designed to be swift and graceful, instead of just powerful.

She made sure to keep her body close to his, wanting to keep him warm, and just enjoying the touch of his skin against hers. She felt something brush against her as he pulled her close, something cool and hard, and at the same time heard him gasp. She could feel his pleasure, though the sensation was dislocated in her mind. "What are you doing?" she asked softly, glancing down and watching him stroke himself. So that was what he felt. A small smirk graced her lips as she reached down to stroke him herself. Her touch was feather light, not wanting to over stimulate him while their senses were in overdrive.
 
He heard her question, was about to answer her when he saw her head turn downward, and her smirk. He knew she found her answer there. Before he could say something, though, her hand had moved and was starting to stroke his length, very lightly. Her touch felt better than his, and even the light touch felt amazing to his mind, since both of them had very rarely been touched physically, never the less in their nether regions. "It... feels good." He said softly, holding back a soft sound as he moved closer to her. She was very comfortable, and soft.

His hand moved to span over her stomach, gently rubbing before taking a slow trek downwards. He felt the sight tuft of hair that was growing there, before his fingers found her womanly core. Fingertips slowly went over there, feeling the silken folds before slowly opening them, tracing over the warmer parts of her.
 
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