Dedications to loner_1

Present time.

INFO;

DARKONES; Organised for Kristina To Be Blinded - reasons explained later - hunting her for mystery reason.

OTHERWORLDERS; Simple, supernatural creatures/ beings

Kristina is Kris

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The Blind Runaway || Chapter Four || Let The Games Begin ||

"Jasper fucking Reed if you don't answer my question right now I swear you won't have a mouth to talk with" Kris threatened hold her arm against his throat, and the bastard had the guts to laugh.

'You won't kill me you need me to much" he gasped through shorten breathes.

She hated to admit it but it was true, she needed him just as much as he needed her. He was her source of information, and she - when he needed it - was his protection.

Jasper was a lanky and had no muscles but had brains like no other. They were under his basement, yes under it. Jasper had begun built it when he was thirteen and finished when he was seventeen. The room had multiple traps and tunnel going both in and out. Jasper lived by himself since his mother die and his drunken father left him when he was sixteen.

Kris turn around to slam right into a table... He had moved the furniture again Jasper loved doing that to her just to see her anger although he was muscle-less he could run and he had a advantage with her not knowing where everything was placed.

Jasper and Kris had meet when she had saved his arse from a group of DarkOnes that had been after her, she had been fourteen and passing through when she heard his girly screams. That had been six years ago.

Kris was twenty now, and had made a name for herself. Well not really a name more like a reputation. She was killing of the DarkOnes they were reason she had to hid under a cloak everyday since was five. They were the ones who made her parents think she was a monster, now it was there turn to pay.

All she had with her was a few changes of clothes and her weapons. Mostly knives. Less one sense hadn't affected her training either, she learned to strengthen her sense beyond what any other of my kind had ever done before. If she hadn't she would have been dead a hundred times over, there was many dangers in the world that she had been oblivious to before leaving the protection of the pack. With Thomas and Gray's training she was able to hunt and survive... she missed them.

Using a new talent she had learned of an old blind fae she clicked her tongue her listen to the vibrations. By the soundwaves Kris could tell where, how far and large the object in her way was.

Using speed she had gained by killing a already riding elder vampire she bolted to where Jasper was, not hitting a single piece of furniture and held him up by his head.

She remembered when she had gained that talent.

// Kris hadn't eat in a full meal in a month, life was harder then she ever thought it would be. By the gods she had been so bloody naïve, thinking the world was all rainbow and sunshine what a rude awakening she had gotten.

She listen for and sounds of life there didn't seemed to be in this deserted part of the small city she couldn't for the life of her remember the name of. It was well past midnight when she came upon another living soul... well the soul was living though the body wasn't... vampire. Kris had dealed with a lot of OtherWorlders - (supernatural beings) - it her three years of running vampires were deadly and you were unlikely to make it out alive if they were... peckish.

When she had moved into the alleyway she could feel the beings old soul and stolen life force seeping onto the floor. Rushing forward she stop must short of the clearly dying vampire having no worries about him attacking her he was dying no two ways of about it, he couldn't be helped but he was going to suffer if he was left to bleed out a gruesome death.

"Ça va?" She questioned in french unsure if he could speak English, she was in France after all. (How Are You Doing?)

"Do I look okay princess" he spoke with heavy sarcasm lacing his words.

Though his words were harmless having no real intention of hurt her it still caused her to flinch back. She hated being called princess it was like the world was mocking her, telling her she'll never escape from her past.

"No you look absolutely beautiful" she sarcastically, "I can't see I'm blind"

"Your the princess aren't you? The wolves princess? I heard you died."

"How did you know" she asked confused.

"Your voice, I shall never forgot even when I leave this body my soul will know" he replied coffing not answering her question

"Your in pain" she said, it wasn't a guess just a statement, "let me help you to the other side" she whispered

He didn't reply just reached inside his and took out a blood dipped knife and angel wings engraved in it's black grip handle. His Meritum Mors. The only object that could take vampires soul to the other side. (Latin for; Release Death)

In times of war after a ceasefire the living would take  the dead vampires Meritum Mors and stab them straight through the heart, releasing the still living soul from the body.

Kris gripped the knife in one hand rested the other get away from his heart, her aim.

As she went to delivered the final blow his shot out with surprising quickness for his state and stop her. "Wait my names Antonino and I'm an elder vampire we have gained gifts from our creator mine is speed and the gift of being able to tell lies from truth you shall gain my gift not my created they do not deserve them. They have left me here to die"

He whispered losing his life force quicker then expected. "Do it child," he hurried. "Remember your beautiful no matter what... peace belongs to you"

As he gave his last gasping breaths Kristina drove the knife forward stopping it completely, he was dead, his soul released.//

Kris pulled herself from the memory and focused on the now.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry" he continued to chant, scrunching p his face as she pulled his hair. It amused her to hear a guy two years older then her whimper in pain... over the years she had turn slightly sadist, just slightly.

She let go walking back to the main area of his lab the centre, she hadn't come here to torment him she had come here for information.

She needed him, he needed her.

"Tell me all you know" she said her head facing in his direction.

"Bitch" he muttered when he took his seat.

"Heard that"

"Meant to"

They were like siblings, something Kris always cherished cause she had missed out on it when she was younger, her brothers wanting nothing to do with her.

"Well the Bleeding Woods pack is living up to it name, rogues are practically nonexistent there, Alpha Loki doing well for a rogue to alpha wolf. People still hate him.

The Midnight pack are still useless twenty of its pack members dying, anymore deaths and they will have to spilt, which has been long awaited for.

The Luna Eclipse pack has a new trainer and is finally upper up their defenses.

The FrostFlight pack are placing young trained wolves with the other six packs for real life training experience.

The Nighting pack have no big news.

The Forest pack alphas son has found his mate and will rise to power in a few months time.

The River Valley pack are in the mid of a mini battle with the rogues in the surrounding areas.

The DarkenLight pack Luna was killed and the alpha had to be as well cause he went coo-coo, their son took over.

Last and least the Royal pack still have full control, oh they have released pictures of there daughters burnt body to the public, apparently test and everything were done to prove it was her. The world believes them, well apart from the magic lines but they won't say anything.

Vampires numbers have jumped, but not to a alarming number.

There is another Death Eater bring their totally to six, they haven't been causing any trouble either.

The leaders of the Mages, Witches, Warlocks, Elementals, Spirit, Healers, Faerie, Trolls, Elfin, Living Stones, and Wisdom speakers,  well everybody with magic had a big meet. They - meaning the leaders & powerful once -  know your alive.

Oh here is the list you wanted, this has every DarkOne that has draw any sort of attention to it self in the last six months.

Have fun."

Wearing a viscous, wicked smile Kris departed as she left she whispered,

"Let The Games Begin"

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