Fight for your life

[amanda elizabeth jackson]

Amanda sighed as she ran from her house. She just finished training all day which meant she was ready to fight for the day. She made her way to the battle grounds and stopped to put her hair up. She examined the site. A few werewolves had been spotted around the area in the past days and she wanted a piece of them.

It was always the werewolves causing trouble for the vampires. Elves normally stayed out of their way. They knew better than to go up against strong beings like Amanda. Except Amanda was naturally strong, she had been training since she was sixteen. She had made herself what she was.

All of the sudden she heard a gust of wind and footsteps. Amanda turned around and stood her ground. She tried to pinpoint where the noise came from. "Show yourself." Amanda called. If the person wanted to fight, she would give them the fight of their life.

[damien micheal carver]

The Surda Grounds were fairly empty save for one or two people. Besides the girl, however, a young man rested above, in a tree. He looked quite bored with his existence as his eyes went into the sky. His silver eyes were illuminating in a strange color as he closed them, thinking about the werewolves that had been there earlier, trying to bother him. He knew he needed to be more careful, but something had told him they were as bout as strong as newborn pups. He smirked a bit softly to himself as he shook his head. He knew fighting those weaker than him was not worth it, especially since he had been training since he had learned how to walk. Of course he had been training to hunt what he had become, but he decided not to think about it as he opened his eyes again and looked down.

Seeing a young girl running across the grounds, he smiled a bit. She was kinda cute, but he knew that he wasn't really ready for much as his mind immediatly flashed to Angeliqa. her smiling face flashed through his mind and he sighed softly again as he closed his eyes. She had been killed so suddenly, and he had been forced to go back to what he had hoped to quit. The family business: slaying, was not his favorite thing to do, even though he had done it until he had met her. But becoming the thing of which he had hunted had been even more painful, especially since it had also been the vamp that had killed his wife that had turned him. Pushing these thoughts to the back of his mind, however, he turned and looked at the girl again, letting his silver eyes remain on her as he ran a hand through his hair and hopped down. He figured he should at least introduce himself as he walked towards her.

When she turned around, he let his silver hues land on her eyes and offered her a calm smile. Placing his hands in the pockets of his pants, he let his eyes roam over her, taking in her appearance as it were as he said,"sorry, just taking a walk and doing a bit of training." Looking at her calmly, he let his smile grow a bit, then decided to let his incisors grow some to show the other vamp he really had not intention of harming her before he said,"oh and forgive my manners." With that he walked up to her and bowed a little bit calmly taking her hand and kissing it as he said,"names Damien." Then he straightened and looked at her as he waited for her reply.

[amanda elizabeth jackson]

Amanda looked at the guy as he approached her. He didn't look like a threat. Actually he looked like a fellow vampire. Since Amanda only trusted vampires, she lowered her wall slightly. But not completly. She still never let anyone see her without her guard down. Ever since Chris' death, that's when her wall appeared. Before his death, she would open up to anyone. That's how she was raised. To trust anyone who wasn't a threat.

Amanda nodded as he introduced himself. "Amanda. Pleasure." She said quietly. She looked at him once more. Her hazel eyes looking into his silver ones. Very original color. It was a fitting color for him though. "So your a vampire I pressume?" She said nonchlantly. She didn't think a werewolf would be dumb enough to introduce themselves.

Amanda took in Damien's look. He was a very attractive guy. His silver eyes just memorized her. They were so amazingly beautiful. He seemed very fit. Very strong no doubt. He seemed to train a good bit from his looks. His long hair fit his face perfectly. Amanda wouldn't lie to herself, he was attractive. Deep down inside she knew she couldn't like him. At least not now. She wouldn't let herself get involved until she trusted someone fully.

[damien micheal carver]

Damien watched her relax, but not fully let her guard down and nodded a bit to himself, but then said,"smart. You don't lower your guard completely for anyone. Even other vampires. That is something that will keep you alive when it comes time to battle, especially if someone, including a vamp, tries to stab you in the back, because believe me, not all vamps can be nice." He looked at her, then remembered the vamp that had not onnly killed his wife, but turned him, and finally let his silver eyes go from her as he said nothing else.

Pushing thoughts of angel to the back of his mind, he looked at her as she introduced herself. When she told him, he smiled a little bit and nodded as he said,"the pleasure is mine." Letting his silver eyes remain on hers, he heard talking and then nodded. "Yes, I am a vampire. If I were lycan, I have a feeling I would have probably ended up introducing myself to death." He looked at her some more, then finally decided to look away again as he looked around the grounds. They were still quite empty, save for the occasional owl coming out. Deciding to ignore it, however, he looked at Amanda again, realizing he was probably being rude as he turned his attention back to her.

Letting his silver hues go back to her eyes again, he said nothing else. He hazel eyes were quite pretty, and he could tell that he had been training for a while by the look of how she was shaped. He outfit looked as if it were perfectly sculpted for her body, and he tried not to imagine how it looked as he finally looked away from her. He knew he could not really fall in love, and to him getting her in bed would include falling in love, something he had not done since Angeliqa. At her face passing through his mind, a brief hint of sadness flashed through his eyes, but then was gone again in a second as he straightened up and looked into her hazel eyes again, waiting for a reply.

[amanda elizabeth jackson]

Amanda nodded at his comment. "You just can't trust people anymore. I learned that two years ago. I might be young, but I've learned lessons people older than me have never even thought of." She said as she looked to the sky. It was slightly dark, but not dark enough for the werewolves to feel completly comfortable to come out. That was why Amanda had come here at this time.

She kicked the ground as she looked back at him. Amanda crossed her arms around her chest. A slight chill had gone up her spine. It was a little chilli out but the main reason was because thoughts of Chris' and her parents' death came into her mind. The bloody message on the wall flashing in her mind. Over and over the image haunted her. She was the only one left in her family that hadn't been killed by this damned war.

Amanda wondered if he had lost anyone. In the war though, most likely he probably had. No one hadn't lost at least one person they loved or knew. It was just too rare to actually find a whole family that hadn't lost a single member. "You have anyone on another side of this war?" Amanda asked looking in his eyes. She wanted the truth.

[damien micheal carver]

Damien watched her intently, his eyes remaining on her as he smiled a little bit. He felt the smallest hint of sadness for her, but then figured it was because she sounded like she had suffered so much through the years. Letting his eyes go from her soon, however, he sighed softly and closed his own eyes. He thought of the pain he him had suffered, and then pushed it from his mind, his eyes landing on the young woman in front of him again, as he listened to her and kept the softest of smiles playing acrossed his lips.

He saw her sink into her memories and thought about Angeliqa. He thought about the night he had lost her to death. He thought about how much he had hurt before the vampire had shown up again to finish the job. He wondered for the briefest of moments as he looked at the young woman ahead of him if she had suffered as he had, since she got a look only those who had lost someone dearest to them. He tried not to think about it, however, knowing he had to keep his guard up as he placed a hand in his pocket and closed his eyes again. He felt himself calming down as he did, and pretty soon looked at the young girl again with the hint of a soft smile.

Damien looked at her. He wondered if he should tell her as he walked over to a tree and sat down. His eyes were the only thing to show his deep thought, and he finally nodded as he said,"in a way, I did. But that is a story I don't like much to tell." A sadness so great filled his eyes at this that he sighed softly and looked down, closing the beautiful silver eyes as he said nothing else. Losing angeliqa had been the most painful thing in his life, and he tried not to think about it. He hated remembering, and hated how much it ended up hurting what little heart he had left. this was why he had written his story instead of telling others. Letting his eyes wander to her, however, he wondered if she had read any of his books, then decided not to ask as he looked into her eyes and offered the smallest of a smile. Waiting for her reply to his own reply, he looked up and said,"what about you?"

[amanda elizabeth jackson]

Amanda shook her head. "The only people I could probably even barely trust would be the vampires. Everyone else wants me dead." She said simply as she leaned against a tree opposite of him. She liked this time of day. Very relaxing. It wasn't too hot or too cold.

She looked at him and tried to read what he was about. She normally could do that easily. You could tell by body movements and such. But Damien didn't show anything that she could read. The only thing Amanda could tell about him, was that Damien kept his guard up like her.

Amanda jumped up and swung on one of the branches. She swung herself up to the top of the branch and sat there. She let one knee hang down while the other one was propped up on the branch. "You lose a lot of people?" She asked looking at the sky.