I w o u l d s a y h e l l o, b u t I c a n't --------- [open]

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    Luna nodded."Don't be freaked by him, I have claws!"she laughed and unsheathed her razor sharp claws."I'm a wherewolf."

    ooc: I have some tricks up my sleeve! And you wondered why she didn't talk til' she was bitten!


    Stormlooked to Ryan and nodded softly looking back into his eyes. Then to Luna and nodded again, slowly she wanted to show them what she was but didn't know if she wanted.

    [align=center][font=times new roman][color=yellow]Ryan thought her silence meant she was upset with him for being what he was. He sighed and looked down at the floor.

    "Ryan," she whispered softly, "I'm not exactly harmless either,"Storm said gently, and her eyes shifted and swirled til' they were pitch black. Looking at him she waited til' he looked towards her again.

    She watched his eyes widened, still not talking in her normal tone. The reasin she never talked was that her real voice was so convincing and mearmerized most people. "See Ryan when you bit me, I knew then that I could see you were sorta like me,"she paused. "I was able to stay alive because, I am also immortal, watch," Closing her eyes slowly two large black wings emerged from her back.

    [align=center][font=times new roman][color=yellow]Ryan fell off the bed in shock. "What are you then?" he asked, shaking.

    " a dark angel or as some say, 'hell's angel'" He eyes casted downward as she saw him shake then fall. Moving her feet and reaching down to him, the shadows and darkness seem to cling to her. On her feet lightly, reaching out a pale hand to help him. "Please Ryan, don't run," she whispered although her wings cast a shadow over her making her black eyes glow almost to look evil.

    [align=center][font=times new roman][color=yellow]Ryan stared up at her. He looked terrified, but his mouth was grim. "You didn't run from me," he said. "So I won't run from you." He stood up, taking her hand, though it felt very cold to him.

    She looked down as she felt her own skin basically become ice cold. Her black eyes sad as they shifted from gray to black and back. Her eyes falling over face, causing a worse look. Her wings looked beautiful and neat although they were solid black. Looking back up at him, "I scare you,"she whispered. "I know what I am, and I don't want to hurt you, you aren't evil I am the one who is, please I can't do to you what we are known to do," Her treal tone was finally slipping through. It was soft as silk and had a beautiful tone, although her words seemed old as the world itself. Letting go of his hand as she realized how cold her skin was, the shadows seemed to cling to her pale skin.

    Luna stared, shaken by the fact that "Hells angles", or shadow demons, where actually real."So... you have wings, I've go razor sharp claws, and there are two vampires in the room. She sighed."I'm gonna have some story to tell my dad... If he ever wakes up."

    Storm looked over at Luna. Her heart had been shattered many years ago and now it was slowly slipping apart again. Her real name: Desdemona, meaning of the devil. She stared at the ground, her hair fell covering her eyes as she stood there.

    Ryan, being a vampire, had an acute sense of smell, primarily used for sniffing out blood. He inhaled deeply, taking in Storm's scent. She smelled of death. He sighed, lifting her head to face him. "I'll get over it. My love is stronger than my fear." he told her, confessing his affections for her.

    Luna caught her gaze, and softened."Your not that bad!"she said, smiling at her."At least you don't have fangs!"she laughed, glancing at Ryan."Not trying to be rude, or anything."

    Letting her head rise with his hand she held his gaze. Her eyes softening to there normal earthly hazel, then losing their unearthly glow. She felt her skin warm at his touch, then hearing Luna's voice.

    [align=center][font=times new roman][color=yellow]"It's alright." Ryan told Luna, not taking his gaze away from Storm.


    OOC: You do realize my name is Evil Angel, right? XD

    ooc:yep!!


    Storm looked downward but brought her gaze back up to Ryan's. Feeling terrible about herself, for goodness sake she was a hell's angel. Something someone would only have nightmares about, but she didn't want it that way.