Cold Winter {PAFP Male Needed}

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    Long ago the world once was controlled by the humans but after the four oldest of the Vampire families took over and chase the humans to the brink of extinction the world order changed. Now the vampire council ruled there members being the head of each of the four oldest families. The humans that remained were either hunted for sport or drove into hiding where they learned the skills of vampire hunters. After one of the council members is found dead Raisa Hawthorne was framed for the plot can was sentences to death. In a last ditched effort to save her own life she ran but was badly wounded in the process. After running as far as she could with her injury in a snow storm she passes out. Here a mysterious stranger finds her but weather his intentions are good or bad have yet to be seen. (Leave it up to you how you wish to handle it.)


    rules


    1. Looking for a strong and creative lead (This is a romance)


    2. I encourage drama and would love to hear your plot ideas


    3. You can make as many OC's as you wish


    4. Curse all you want I don't mind


    5. Have Fun!



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    (Yes, I copied a form of one of MY characters)

    Name: Max Willert

    Age: A millenium (Young)

    Gender: Male

    Species: Vampire

    Appearance:

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    Defining features (scars, burns, piercings, tattoos, signature accessories etc): He has a lot of piercing around his face, like on his ears, mouth, nose and near eyebrows.


    Strengths: Combat


    History: Max is a normal Vampire born from a side family to the oldest families. He got a lot of attention as his parents always pressured him, thinking that he might take a place in the council somehow, when he knew that will never happen. He was always stressed out and never really got time to chill, he almost attacked his own father by mistake as he was so pressured and stressed that he felt his head might explode, and he actually wished for that to happen just to get away from this. One day, he told his parents that he was going to go and try and test the skills his father taught him in the woods, tricking his parents as he never returned. He found a cabin in the woods, with a trap door in the ground well hidden. He now lives under that trap door, and it is well guarded with garlic, there is another way of getting in and out as he made it after he chose to live there and it is also well hidden. His magic power is still unknown to him, which is quite weird for a vampire his age.

    Max strolled down through the woods, he had hoped to bump into a human or an animal as he was soon gonna run out of bloodmeals. As his nostrils caught an essence of blood, he licked his lips and ran as fast as he could, following the smell. He thought he had reached what he wanted when he saw something laying on the ground. "Finally.." He mumbled before he sprang towards it, only to stop right before attacking it as he noticed it's another vampire. "Hmph, if there's one around, there must be others coming, better grab her before the others find her and try to discover the area.." He said, putting her on his shoulder, taking a glance around him, then springing back from where he came from..

    AN HOUR EARLIER


    'Damn' Raisa continued to stumble through the snow. She couldn't recall how long she had been running but she knew she had to keep going no matter what. But now after running for so long her eyesight was starting to blur and she could feel herself starting to loose strength. With her entire body surrounded by the cold winter air she felt a single warmth. The whole time she kept her right hand over her left side but now moved it to see her hand covered in blood, her won blood.

    It was strange how warm it felt to the touch while the rest of her was bitter cold. Maybe it was from the cold weather or possibly from the blood loss she couldn't say. Raisa let out a soft chuckle but winced as a pain shot through her body. The fact the wound hasn't healed yet means it was silver he got her with. Of course it was.

    Finally, no longer able to move, she collapsed onto the ground causing another wave of pain to shoot through her. She felt her eyes close and she couldn't move her body anymore. Raisa wasn't quite unconscious yet but could feel it creeping up on her and couldn't fight it off. It wasn't long after she felt someone near by. 'Someone found me...'

    She didn't have it in her to even open her eyes. In just a few short minute she knew her consciousness would fade. The last thing she remembers is feeling herself being lifted off the ground before finally passing out.

    Max had reached his homes secret entrance when he scanned his eyes all around him first, then ran in there. As he got in, he laid the vampire he found amidst the snow to cover up the place he entered again with a giant piece of stone. After that, he carried her again and walked down a long corridor, taking a left turn into a room full of candles and in the middle there was a stone bed. Max put her down on the bed, he didn't notice she was wounded until he noticed the blood on his hands. "Blood..?" He mumbled. He searched for where the wound might be and found it on her hand, with the tiniest silver shard coming out of the side.


    He got up and ran to the storage to get the human aid-kit that he found. He didn't have the vampire one, so he had to use the human one that he found. "I should tie her up first.." He said as he grabbed the rope coated with Silver his dad had gave to him and tied her up. Then, he started trying his best to use the human aid-kit, tying her hand with the weird long soft rope and sticking it on with plaster. That was his best..

    While everything was going on Raisa remained in the darkness of her and unaware of anything going on. It was a strange feeling, the feeling of just floating in nothing. She didn't feel the pain she felt before, she was no longer cold, just numbness. 'Perhaps this is what it feels like to be dead?' The thought crossed her mind but it didn't feel right. Her instincts told her she wasn't dead just yet but she was still trapped in this black whole she was in. Time seemed obsolete, what felt like hours here was closer to only minutes in the real world.

    After sometimes she noticed a fade light in the darkness. She felt drawn to it despite not knowing what it is. She made her way towards the bright light until she found herself return to another darkness. This time was different though. She could feel the pain of her wound again and the fog in her mind begin to clear.

    The new darkness only caused by her closed eyelids. She could feel someone's presence and kept her eye's shut while she figured out what they were doing, that and she was still week and even opening her eyes seemed strenuous. It didn't take her long to figure out she was tied up by whoever it was.

    Max sighed after a while, it had been an hour since she came and she hadn't woke up yet. He wanted to get a Doctor, but then that will expose his place. Why am I so worried about her? He soon realized that she had gloves on, and he had covered the wound and the glove together. "I'm an idiot!" he said as he realized that. He had to take the wound covering he did off and take both gloves. By mistake, he had touched her hand, making him gasp as he was taken into her world of Emotions...


    It was weird, it was like he raced past giant flashbacks and memories, only to end up feeling the pain she had. He quickly took his hand off. "Her power.." he panted as it was weird, he wondered if she felt his feelings too, worry, sadness and hunger.. He decided to just go out and look for herbs and try to do what his dad taught him incase of a silver weapon wound..

    Raisa felt him get closer and took her gloves off. The moment he made contact with her hand she panicked. All it took was that small touch to cause the emotional connection. The adrenaline gave her the energy she had lacked before. Her eyes shot open as the emotions and memories attached to them flooded her mind.

    Her emotions of fear, pain, hate... are shared in turn with him. It didn't last long but the mashed emotions he felt, Worry, sadness, everything. If the emotions are strong enough mix with your own it can knock you for a spin. The effects wore off quickly but was left with a headache. She closed her eyes tight to try and calm the new pain.

    Raisa tried to ignore what just happened and even goes so far as to completely ignore him.

    When the emotion connection happened, Max didn't notice that Raisa had opened her eyes nor that she even moved, he was just trapped in a world full of emotions,,


    Max came back with Horsetail, Cobwebs and Marigold. He, at least, had spent an hour searching for them due that it is winter and most plants were dead. He got some wood too and had lit a fire inside the fireplace. He got a pot and a metal holder. When he found the place, it was like a second human home, and he was extremely happy as he is used to them from his parents house. He chopped the plants and ground them using his long nails and hand. He put them into the pot with water boiling and left them to go and check on the Vampire. Is she ever gonna wake up? He thought, sighing as he leaned on the wall next to the entrance of the room, looking at her.

    She wasn't going to get anywhere by just ignoring him and pretending she wasn't awake. "I am awake if that's what you waiting for." With a sigh she once again opened her eye's to face him. "Who are you?" "Where am I?" There wasn't any point in beating around the bush.

    She had a list of questions to ask, especially more so now that she's willing to acknowledge him. Raisa, despite knowing he had restrained her and having pain where she was wounded still she attempted to move anyway. It took her a lot of effort just to move a little, fail, and ultimately give up all together. Moving caused more pain and discomfort then it was worth.

    "Damn it." She mumbled under her breath.

    Max smirked as he saw her struggle.

    "It's no use struggling. You're badly injured and you lost a lot of blood." He said, his white hair covering one of his left red eye.


    "You're going nowhere anyways, I tied you up with silver coated rope, you're gonna just create more discomfort."


    He went back to the boiling pot, grabbed a wooden bowl and put it in, adding more cobwebs after he poured it. He then returned back to Raisa with a roll of Cobwebs and the bowl of herbs.


    "Now, I'm gonna help heal your wounded hand, if you struggle more, it'll just get worse. I could just leave you in pain, but I won't just because I'm kind enough to do that." He said as he sat on the edge of the stone bed beside her..

    "You didn't answer my question." He didn't answer a single one of her questions which just pissed her off even more. To make it worse he was trying to tell her what to do. If there is one thing Raisa cannot stand it's someone thinking they can tell her what to do. She knew she couldn't struggle free from the silver coated rope but that doesn't mean she has to cooperate with him.

    She refuses to let anyone help her. "If your so kind why the hell am I being restrained?" If she can't fight back or run, which in this situation she couldn't, then she has no issues vocalizing her disdain, contempt, and unwillingness. When he came closer and sat down by her she struggled again but as he said earlier is caused her more pain and discomfort so she stopped.

    "Fine, if answering your questions helps you, I will." Max replied, not even trying to hide the smirk on his face, even though he knew that would piss her off more.

    "I found you amidst the snow, almost dead from blood loss and I helped you by grabbing you here. I will not tell you where you are, just know it's my place, and my name is Max Willert. I keep you restraint because I don't trust you, yet I want to help you. You're wanted in the city, so unless you listen to me, I will give you back and might as well get the Blood-prize."


    He tried sounding as cool as possible as he said that. Max was trying to help her, but he was taken aback by how stubborn she is. He put the bowl and the cobweb roll on the side, smiling slightly at her with his blood colored eye staring at her, waiting for a stubborn response..


    "I understand that you're afraid of me, of what I might do to you." Max paused in the middle to wipe a drop of blood from on her glove "But don't worry, I won't do anything." He said in his most soothing voice, his sharp fangs showing as he tried a friendly smile that didn't really suit him..

    Raisa opened her mouth to argue back but no words came out. She had no choice but to swallow her ego and bite her tongue. He was right she was wanted and he very well could give her up if he very well pleased. There wasn't many option for her. Growling quietly to herself Raisa turned her head away from him and mumbled under her breath. "Do what you will."

    She had planned on going back to ignoring him but she couldn't help but flinch when he touched her glove. All he did was wipe a little blood of the glove but she was sensitive about her hands and her gloves. It was a defensive instinct of hers since she was young. The first thing that came to her was to tell him off but she kept quite. Raisa by nature always expressed her annoyance and irritation.

    She turned to look at him but didn't say anything though it was obvious she wanted too. It took all her effort to not saying anything but she continued to watch him.

    He didn't say anything else as he knew that if he said anything, she might change her mind. "I'll have to take your glove off." He said, his crimson eyes glancing at her every now and then as he actually took it off, making sure not touch her this time as he took it off, he had his gloves on though.He got the Herb soup and poured some on the wound, he had soaked some cobwebs in it and he took them out and placed it on the injury, being very careful. He then grabbed the cobweb roll and circled the cobwebs onto her hand, it stung a bit, but it stuck to the wound at the moment it touched her hand...


    "See? It wasn't that bad, was it?" He said as he put her glove back on and took off his gloves..

    Raisa watched him carefully as he removed her glove. She may not have a choice but to let him help her but that didn't mean she had to trust or like him. As he romoved her glove her gaze remained fastened on him. He may be wearing gloves but she still would rather not be touched. He added the soup mixture to her hand and then started wrapping her hand with cobwebs.

    The contact of the cobwebs stung but It would be worse if she was to moved to much so she tried to keep as still as possible but that didn't stop her from cursing under her breath. After he finished and replaced her glove she grumbled a sort of thanks but it just sounded it was barley tangable. She hated to admit it but she was, at least a small bit, grateful. Anyone else would have other let her die or handed her over by now.

    "You'll have to rest now.." Max said, he then remembered that he had placed a cup of blood by her bed. "Would you like to drink this?" He said, grabbing the cup and showing her the contents so that she knows what's in it. "Also, mind telling me your story of how I found you passed out on the snow outside?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "In the middle of the woods?" He added before she could reply to him.