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    @fatheranderson Lately, things has been rather.. Off. The Iscariot has had their hands full trying to confirm whether rumors really *had* been true. Word had spread like wild-fire that the Biblical abomination – the cross between a Leviathan and the Devil himself, had been seen here on God’s green Earth. The other demons and vampires were easy to…[Read more]

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      How disappointing, no man should be left to such a fate, but neither should he be begging for his life. No mere beast was responsible for this murder, am I right? I don’t need to here you to know your there and listening. Will you be answering now?

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        Whatever the beast was that killed him, the ruckus of his carcass had seized as it had heard the voice, seemingly so tiny through the phone laying on the ground, covered in blood. Approaching it, the beast had poked at it, and cocked its head to the side. Sniffing it, the sniffing could be heard through the microphone.
        “I hear you, but I do not…[Read more]

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      Just once it would be nice to meet a monster that wasn’t a brute. * Anderson said to himself before flicking through some pages of an old text. * Surprisingly few answers but I can work with none. * With that a flurry of scripture of ages past flew in from all directions and engulphed Anderson before flying out of a nearby window to chase after t…[Read more]

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        Upon arriving inside of the orphanage, the beast sniffed around to find the source of the ‘fear’. At this point Father’s phone would be blowing up with notifications from the Iscariot warning him and begging him to come for the sake of the children.

        Prowling through the hallways, a door had slowly opened and out emerged a little boy, around the…[Read more]

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      He won’t have to be taking any risk now, that all falls to you unless you care to leave here. It would be taking a while to clean your blood off these walls. * Anderson’s voice echoed through the hall as page after page flickered in and nailed itself to the doors of each dorm to crest a ward and barrier so children couldn’t get out and she could…[Read more]

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        Cocking her head to the side, her ears twitched as her mask had faded to reveal her face again in it’s normal state. “I recognize your voice.” She stated quietly. “I suppose I am answering now, aren’t I?” She teased back.
        “Lesson one..” She began to walk towards him, and then simply vanished before his very eyes. Reappearing right before him, she…[Read more]

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      I don’t be appreciating it on the floor either, if you’d be so kind to stop killing people to that wouldn’t go amiss. This is an orphanage and a flock can not be tendered to without its Sheppard’s. Aye it seems wards won’t be working but information on you is lacking and I won’t be found taking my duties lightly. Precaution is key. So you walk, s…[Read more]

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        Sheathing the sword, her wound had healed and she covered the wound on her wrist to heal it, she cleaned up the blood from the floor so it would stop eating away at it. “Fair point, but what about when the sheep look mighty delicious?” She raised a brow in tease.
        “I joke, I don’t particularly care for the taste of these ‘shepherds’ as you call…[Read more]

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      Why would I call you a liar? You probably wouldn’t be having no reason to lie to me and what you say about the lambs be true. That’s one reason they must be cared for, so they can learn all they should and must to prepare them for a rich life. Aye you’ve found who’s in charge, I stand here before don’t I? Minerva doesn’t seem to be a name befitt…[Read more]

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        Cracking a rather miniscule smile, Minerva shook her head. “Cracking jokes now, are we? First you call me young, and now I’m short.. You’re funny.”

        Placing her hand on his shoulder, she teleported him outside with her, to the site of the scene he heard over the phone. Minimal remains were left of the Iscariot. “Your tensions were rather obvious.…[Read more]

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      I know you well enough to not be mistaking your for someone young but your name be that of such a one. If you really do have an audience with the lord almighty, which I be highly doubting, why wouldn’t you listen. The creator of all that ever was would be someone wise enough for you to listen to unless you are nothing more than a simple beast. B…[Read more]

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        “Wellll…” She sighed.

        “You are a holy man, yes, and you know what I am, yes. My father is what you and your bible reference as the ‘devil’. I do have an audience with your lord, yes, because he created my mother, the Leviathan, and cast her in to purgatory for she is too strong for both Heaven and Hell. When my father thought it’d be a…[Read more]

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      I sent no one. I don’t believe anyone was sent at all to be sure. You brutally murdered a poor man in grounds who was doing nothing more than simple research. A misunderstanding I’m sure you’ll argue as all in the wrong do. Then you come to my orphanage and when a frightened man fears for the children not knowing what you would do, you expla…[Read more]

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        Huffing a little bit, she squinted at him. “Then why have there been so many? Who keeps sending them? Do they come on their own free will?”
        Scowling at him, she snorted. “I even heard him tell you that there was no luck in finding me. Tell me that is not a hunt?”

        Sniffing the air, she made light of his stern tone. “Foul? I’ve bathed, I don’t…[Read more]

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      I may have made a mistake, not a young woman, no. More like a stubborn impudent child with no manners. He was sent for you to reasearch you as I said but you clearly didn’t care to listen. He had a weapon aye, you have your teeth, claws, fangs, tail, wings or whatever else I haven’t mentioned. You walk with instruments of death attached and a swo…[Read more]

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        “It is in a humans nature to be curious, as it is in my nature to forever need to feed. It is not my fault I was created this way, and nor is it your, or anyone’s fault for that matter that those people felt the need to come out trying to hunt me without your consent. As it is in my nature, it is also in your species nature to be disobedient.”…[Read more]

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      So say I punch you with all the force I can muster, which is quite substantial with being what I am. We both get annoyed and neither or us die. Or I ‘ squeeze you ‘ and assuming that’s not a crude invitation, you then attack me, we both get annoyed and neither of us die. Frankly I be struggling to find a point or reason to be doing either. But y…[Read more]

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        “And you complain about me not listening. Did you not hear the part where I said not to argue?” She sighed. “To appear less threatening and so I don’t have to un-dent my armor. I’m not telling you because you are the type of person where seeing is believing, and if I told you, you wouldn’t believe me. Now, if you want to punch me with everything…[Read more]

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      You are beyond stubborn. If those are my only choices besides having you follow me for all of time pestering me for an answer I’ll have to pick the lesser of two evils so to say. And with sayings, here’s another one. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Letting you loose would be irresponsible at best. * The light kept his eyes hid…[Read more]

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        “Loosing me would be near irr–…” She didn’t finish her sentence as he had squeezed her with such force. Staying in his arms for a bit, her skin was warm to the touch, but the longer he squeezed her the more her temperature slipped away from her. Her eyes rolled around in her head a bit and she started to look more and more sickly. Eventually,…[Read more]

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      * Anderson moved an arm in a sweeping motion and to blades appeared in a blue silver light then stuck into the men with text scrolling up the hilts and burning bright orange. * Your to go straight to the Vatican and no where else or I won’t be using daggers on you next time. * His attention returned to Minerva who at the very least now was p…[Read more]

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        Minerva watched the Iscariot’s disappear, and she then looked at Anderson who was now at her side. “Being half Leviathan.. For some reason, we don’t have it in us to regurgitate on our own. I cannot make myself do so, but a good trauma to the gut forces it out. So, have your people back..” The purple in her skin was slightly dimmer now, along with…[Read more]

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      So what your saying is that all this time you’ve had the option of not having to eat the living and still being incredibly powerful? So why don’t you stick to that, be the best you can be instead of the beast you were made as? People never stop complaining, I thought in all your years you might have noticed that but I won’t be complaining about…[Read more]

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        “That’s not what I said, I said it makes us more powerful when we *do* eat, Father, you have a hard time in hearing. Leviathan are called ‘world eaters’ for a reason, and I am no exception. I was created to eat everything, as I have said. I grow ill when I can’t, since that’s my Father’s way of saying I’m not doing my job.”

        Gazing over to him,…[Read more]

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      Then it be a right shame I be going with you ten wouldn’t it? Wherever you go, I can and will follow I assure you of that my dear. You don’t need any power, you certainly don’t deserve it so leave it be. So where we headed? A market, hotel, I pray not a mere while in the ground but I’ve been to worse places so can manage should it be that. * Ander…[Read more]

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        Hissing quietly, Minerva gazed over to him. “I’m going to go find something to eat, and whether you wish to come along or not, that’s fine. Leave me alone in the process.”

        Spanning her wings, she gave a good leap and with less than a second to count, she was already above the trees, soaring in to the city. It didn’t take her very long at all, a…[Read more]

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      You could at least try to be more subtle. * Anderson said somehow managing to already be leaning up against the other side of the tree to her as if he had been waiting. * Such a needled mess and no purification in sight. Frankly it’s appalling etiquette but you wouldn’t care about being civil would you? No of course not, why trouble yourself wit…[Read more]

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        Hearing Anderson continuing to degrade her, she somehow managed to put the remainder of the carcass in her mouth and consume it in one bite, and she sighed afterwards.
        “You are massively annoying, Anderson. Keep it up and your Pope is next.” She said sarcastically.
        Or was it?

        Standing up, there wasn’t a drop of blood on her, nor a trace of her…[Read more]

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      Aye, just make yourself at home why don’t you, I certainly don’t mind. At least I can keep a watch on you easier this way and to a greater standard. But God is a forgiving lord and wants all the flock tending with equal care so who am I to question how he works. * With that Anderson slowly moved one of his gloved hands up to stroke her head dow…[Read more]

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        Butting her head up against his hand, her horns would smack against his palm, giving him the indicator that she liked them being touched too. It didn’t take her entirely too long to fall asleep, within a matter of mere minutes she was out.

        And, just as fast as she fell asleep, the night had transitioned to the dawn. The city was starting to come…[Read more]

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      Good, restraint. Exercise that more and more and we’ll make a responsible citizen of you yet. Or at least something that resembles one. For someone that doesn’t really need keep you certainly slept well enough, I’d almost say like a baby but not sure that would be something that applies to you. Was something like you ever even a child? * Ander…[Read more]

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        Minerva was going to make a snarky comment in regards to being a citizen, although his question about her being a child seemed to have plucked a nerve with her as she sighed, her entire demeanor changing.
        “No, I was never a child. Just like the angels were never children. They were simply created as adults, if that makes sense. Example being, God…[Read more]

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      First you sleep beside me now you tell me your persoanl history. Careful now lass or anyone might think you like and trust me. All sides have their weapons I suppose, we just happen to be a couple of them from different creators. Maybe that’s why you seem to trust me so much, you think us one in the same. A couple of discardable living weapons m…[Read more]

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        Climbing up on his shoulders, she perched herself there and coiled her tail around his torso. Having placed her hands over his eyes, when she would remove them, they would be at a rather isolated Catholic church. Not a soul was in site, the church looking rather abandoned.
        Hopping down off of him, she picked a soft patch of grass to plop down on…[Read more]

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      I am a tool, a weapon to be used by the lord against heathens and monsters. I’m not so disposable because of what I am, but yes that is what Iscariot is for. We can be whatever god needs us to be. Heretics but not heretics, disciple but not disciples. Why do you care so about it? Surely we are either so similar it matters not or so different you s…[Read more]

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        Minerva cocked her head to the side as she looked over to him as he questioned her concern. “Well if you preferred that I didn’t care, then I wont, but it’ll make you paling around with me rather difficult. Empathy is a thing, you know.”

        Putting her head back down, she closed her eyes, returning to enjoy the sun, basking in all of its warmth.…[Read more]

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      Why would you do a thing like that? Push me aside instead of leaving the matter to my good self? You are a most perplexing creature to be sure. I could have taken that hit just as well as you did and am quite capable of handling myself. Admittedly I can’t say I’m entirely displeased with one less vampire in the world, though I’m lacking the satis…[Read more]

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        “I do not know what you’re capable of, so I wasn’t going to take a chance on it. After all, I haven’t seen much of what you can do except put wards up, and teleport with bible pages.”

        Watching as he let the vampire burn, she laughed. “I have not seen that party trick before. Decapitation is the easiest method. I usually eat them, since they eat…[Read more]

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      Your asking me to debate the intelligence of monsters now? Are you sure that would wise for you? Who knows why they be here save the lord himself. Could be nothing more than a safe place to meet without suspicion or the building of an incompetent army. Unless one of them be stupid or scared enough to spill his guts before he spills his guts we may…[Read more]

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        Minerva sneered at Anderson and stood up to him, poking him in the nose with her claws to emphasize her point. “Anderson, I am sick and tired of your criticism. I am going to make one thing, and one thing alone clear. If you want to consider yourself ‘keeping track of my whereabouts’, I strongly suggest you stop berating me, or you will never see…[Read more]

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      Your in no position to be making demands of me girl. * Anderson was entirely unfazed by anything she said, as if the words simply passed through him. Anderson was lacking when it came to sympathy for any but mankind, restraint or even fear to name but a few flaws. Not all of this was due to his creation either for he had always been fanatically…[Read more]

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        In between mowing down Vampires, she was heavily annoyed with Anderson, and her anger drove her further to slay them much quicker. The grounds around the church she had brought them to looked like a warzone with carcasses or ash from them burning from his blade.

        Eventually they had all been slaughtered. Minerva was not done yet, however.…[Read more]

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      Anderson stood and watched as she left. It was a new experience to deal with such a creature and he had learnt a great deal. Given where he found himself he thought it wise and a perfect time to record all he had learnt to impart his wisdom on others in case they encountered Minerva before he did so again. * My my monster, you are brash and as…[Read more]

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        Several months had passed before they would have crossed paths again. There were no further reports of killings, and no further reports of people just vanishing in to thin air, at least not in this area. The Iscariot was still on guard over encountering Minerva..

        The months that had past had nearly been a year. Although, things were stirring…[Read more]

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      The compassion, wisdom and acceptance of a saint, this is why he is the pope. * Anderson whispered to himself watching up form the highest balcony. The Iscariot were known to and used by the Pope and all Christian’s but they were also shunned by both alike. Seemed a required but unwanted service that was as close to evil as the very monsters t…[Read more]

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        Perking up, her ears twitched as she paused, the Pope also pausing. Speaking aloud, she looked in Anderson’s direction. “I can hear you, Stranger.” She jested.

        Continuing her meeting with the Pope, he seemed intrigued by her as he listened to her speak, and vice versa. The meeting would prolong for almost an hour longer, until they had both…[Read more]

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      * He knew she’d hear and did not care. He was watching her every move like a hawk. He did not like her, did not trust her and certainly did not want her here. But it wasn’t his choice to make and so he kept his objections to himself. However what was his choice was his whereabouts which he decided to make as observational distance from Minerva at…[Read more]

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        Minerva had touched ground on the outskirts of Ireland, and stayed under the shadow of a tree whilst she exhaled, tucking her wings in. Now, her wings, tail, and horns had totally dissipated, and her lavender skin color now was a normal pale human’s skin color. Her long, blonde locks were pinned up in a bun, secured with roses. A red skirt covered…[Read more]

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      * In a mall, following her would be exceedingly easy. Following her like her very own shadow wherever Minerva went Anderson followed from the greatest distance possible. There would be no point following her closely for it would affect anything she did. Despite his appearance he had great skill of disappearing into crowds and shadows at a moments…[Read more]

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        Minerva would continue to walk, although, she stopped in her tracks. Vanishing with a shadowy whisp where she stood, she was completely gone from site, without a trace.

        Reappearing before him, she had pulled him in to a janitors closet and locked the door behind her, having him pinned to the wall, she hissed at him. “Anderson, you could at least…[Read more]

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      Following you has yet to be made a crime and I think you’ll find that I caused you no trouble. You on the other hand have trapped me in the most intimate space you could find with as much force as you dare. I fail to see how I’m in the wrong here. What makes you think I was after you anyhow? With someone like you around there be no telling who mig…[Read more]

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        “I don’t show up on camera so it looks like you’re in here on your own,” she grunted as she let go of him, turning her back on him. “You are stalking me, Anderson, it is ridiculous. You were there at the Vatican. You didn’t seem to care when I went my own way almost a year ago from when I first encountered you, so why do you suddenly care now? Or…[Read more]

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      Your a funny one. I live in the Vatican, all of Iscariot does. It’s our headquarters, or did you think the Swiss guard were the actual guards for the Pope? So I have every right to be there. Feel free to slander me to your hearts content. Iscariot operates above and beyond everyone and outside of normal conduct. We are not like the others, the n…[Read more]

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        “Yes, Father, I sincerely do. All you do is berate my and my intelligence, and my trustworthiness. If that’s how you wish to be, so be it, but stop baby sitting me for heaven’s sake. I know you’re following me, and I know how you feel about me. If you *really* feel that why, why haven’t you tried to kill me yet?” She questioned, the more her…[Read more]

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      Would you believe it but I rather be missing Alucard right at this moment. Ah the golden years of restraint and elegance. * Anderson said to himself after she left before dusting himself down as he left the closet before cracking a smile and readying himself like an athlete on starting chocks. * Lord I be needing your help to get through the…[Read more]

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        Minerva hissed at the impact, which didn’t hurt her in the slightest, and she threw him off of her, in turn she pinned him down beneath her, holding him by the shoulders. “I don’t owe you any answers.”

        Getting up off of him, she continued to storm off, the ground quaking beneath her. Her wings had faded over her back, and she spanned them…[Read more]

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      * After catching up to her he stood at the very bottom and called up to her. * Ok, so no answers is it? Wouldn’t be the first time be I’m sure it won’t be the last. You want to be treated like an adult and with respect then come down and let’s talk. No weapons, no terminology. Just talk. You seemed fond enough of talking to his holiness before.…[Read more]

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        Minerva listened to him speak, and she crossed her arms under her chest as she vanished in a whisp, reappearing at his feet. The weather nor chaos calmed down, for she was so upset. “I don’t believe you when you say that you will listen when you never have before? You don’t trust me, and I don’t trust you, not in the slightest any longer.” She…[Read more]

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      I’ve listened to you before, quite well if I dare say so myself. Your exact words are if I’m not mistaken ‘ why am I telling you all this ‘ so why not tell a little more. You think I won’t believe you? That’s almost understandable so how about I talk first? I already saw the other side once courtesy of the king of vampires. I saw London swal…[Read more]

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        Minerva shook her head. “You wont ever understand it. You won’t believe me.” She repeated, rubbing her temples. “I should not tell you anything for all you do is ridicule me, call me a beast, and everything in between when all I try to do is be at peace in this world. I know now why I have been sent here, for I have had unfortunate contact with my…[Read more]

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      Heaven and Hell at war you say? That’s the oldest story there possibly could be. Good verses evil. Oh yes there be an infinite variations and re-telling a but that’s where it all started. I’m sure the good lord is aware of the chance and plans for it or maybe even planned it himself in a bid to wipe the slate clean once more as he has done in th…[Read more]

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        Listening to him speak to her, she, somehow, began to calm down and relax. She was growing so flustered her cheeks were getting red. The ground quaking had stopped, but the grey in the clouds had remained. An occasional crack or two of thunder rippled across, but it was nearly as intense. “It’s a matter of if he finds me. My grandfather does not…[Read more]

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      Well of course you can’t just Walt’s in and lay waster to the land of eternal damnation. It’s constantly in use and desperately needed, that goes without saying. Ok so you can’t fight. Not literally of course I be talking in terms of ramifications. That’s what I’m for, along with the rest of Iscariot. We be monsters to hunt other monsters so…[Read more]

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        Continuing to listen to him aide her, she nodded her head and sighed, pulling her knees to her chest in a hug to embrace herself, having been depraved of any and every type of affection imaginable, not even really knowing what it was. “I can fight, but I can’t fight hoards in great succession. I know how destructive I am, I know how many nations…[Read more]

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      To get things straight he didn’t remove the nail, he removed my heart and crushed it. I didn’t survive in the slightest. Truthfully I have no idea how an still standing here, I remember it all ending quite vividly but there must be plans for me and who am I to argue. If you were staying as a guest..of sorts…of the Iscariot you wouldn’t have…[Read more]

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        Exhaling deeply, she nodded very slowly. “I can stay as a guest, yes, and I can show myself, yes, but I don’t want weapons constantly tensed around because of me and I don’t want anyone to treat me how you do sometimes. The last thing I want is to have that.”

        Gazing up to Anderson, she rubbed her eyes, helping herself with climbing up on him,…[Read more]

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