the lifting of the veil (open)

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    Azyle didn't reply to Keith, walking in a trance like state. The smell was so over powering! She tried to stop herslef, but her steps only faltereed once or twice before regaining their speed. But something did manage to stop her as she found the source of the blood. She collapsed on the floor & started screaming looking into the two deep blue eyes of her dead sister.

    Terry was about to reply to Kip when her sisters scream pierced her ears. She whipped around, realizing that Azyle had disappeared. Oh shoot!! She thought, and sprinted towards the scream, her fangs bared and eyes wide. She skidded to a halt as the vampire angel saw her sister kneeling down at the body of Emily, their youngest sister. Not yet a vampire. She covered her mouth in horror, a tear running down her face.

    "a werewolf?..." kieth said noticing the gouges in the dead girls flesh "i-i-I'm s-sorry" he stuttered

    Azyle stood up slowly, her hands shaking. She walked over to her sister & hugged her tightly. "We will find her killer." She whispered.

    Terry barely registered Kips hand on her shoulder, and Kieths whisper of sympathy. She hugged her sister back tightly, then nodded in response to Kieth. "A werewolf did this, and a big one at that." She stroked her sisters hair, tears dripping softly down her face. "Thanks you guys." She whispered to Kieth, Kip and Kailey.

    Terry's gaze then hardened, and she let go of Azyle softly and knelt down next to Emily. "We must give her the proper vampire angel burial." She wispered, then picked up her sisters bloody body in her arms.

    Terry jerked her head in the direction they came from when they were travelling. "Remember, we flew over an ocean on the way here. Ill be right back." She murmured, then spread her wings and pushed herself up into the sky, her wings stroking down powerfully.

    Azyle turned towards the rest of the group & gave a small smile. " It is tradition to bury an angel or vampire angel but flying over a cliff & dropping them into an ocean. Angels don't like to be buried in the ground, we want to fly before we fall" she said.

    Terry stroked her wings down hard, tears hardening on her face from the wind. She fle on steadily, before coming over a steep cliff that dropped down in to the ocean. Terry landed on the edge and gently extended emilys wings with her hands. She then flew out over the ocean, till she saw it was quite deep. She then stopped, and hoverd high up over the water, her wings pushing down hard to keep her up. Terry then dropped Emily from that height, and she watched as her wings fluttered limply on the way down, till she landed with a splash in the ocean.

    "da*n animals" he almost shouted "killing without eating the kill this was no regular werewolf" he thought aloud

    Azyle looked at him, shocked. "W-what are you saying? That something or someone killed my sister...without reason?"

    "that or it killed just to take a life" he said "if it was a werewolf it would have called the rest of its pack or brought the prey back. or if it was a loner it would have dragged it off and eaten it" then he saw something: it was a small scratch in the dirt near were the body was

    Terry flew back to the others and landed, then saw the expression in all their eyes, and her face turned hard and steely once more. "Whats wrong?" She asked.

    "nothing" kieth replied hastily its best if she doesn't get worked up about it he thought "i think we'd all better stick together" he thought aloud