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Old Painful Memories, turning into beautiful promises! Started by: Vezux on Oct 10, '18 22:12

Vezux coming home just like he Promised, so Secra, who was his boss, and his like his little sister, who took him in, after being a lone, when he had no where to go, he shook his head, remembering how a little girl such as herself found a grown man, in a dark alley, all soaken wet, and almost dead.

As he stood there about to knock on the door, he laughed remembering he wasn’t going to meet secra as a little girl anymore, he was going to meet, secra as a woman, and he was her right hand man, so he had keys to the HQ, he stuck the key in, unlocking the door.

As he quickly walked in, he disappeared up to his room in a flash, as he appeared into his room, he quietly shut the door, and went to sit down on his bed, he thought back to exactly how he had been betrayed, he remembered he was protecting a woman, he thought was in love with him, just as he was in love with her. But all too soon, taken from him, no matter all his hard work, doing what he did, it was all meant for nothing.

As he rubbed his hand against his cheek, he remembered his guards told him, she was going around with another guy, seeing she was happy, he sighed, biting the inside of his cheek, letting his memories hit him, rembering her smile that he was trying so hard to delete, he needed something new to think about...oh god no, dont think about it now destruction hit him hard, remembering how his own father had almost killed him twice, along with his men, helping him, take Vezux down.

As he did one last thing for her, ending it, knowing they would never be together, ever again, since it caused them both pain, he erased all of her memories of him, giving her new ones, of another life, of what she wanted, then, as she would have watched him walk away, he looked to her like he was fine, but deep down, he had died, losing the last thing that had meant anything to him, in this world, the only thing left was Secra, as he was beaten up, and stapped and shot multiple times, almost passing out, although he would never actually die, but he would be forever frozen, until that one person was powerful enough to awake him.

The night of of him laying in the alley, all came flashing back on him, as it came rushing back, he could see the blur of rain drops hitting his face, soaking him, he remembered he could hear people walking by, as they splashed water around, as the water came down in buckets, soaking him, he could hear someone yelling about something, as he looked over, seeing a little girl.

He thought that she would run away, because of how messed up her looked, he was after all full of holes...and ontop of that his fangs were out, he had no shirt on, and his wings no longer had a spell on them to hide them from the human eye, and to make them seem and feel like they were never there.

His eyes were of weird colors, the outer ring of a gold, blending into a purplish blue in the middler, going into a bluish silver in the inner ring of his eye, as he would look at her, he didn’t know what to say, but secra as that little girl saved him that day, as he looked at her, he his breath hitched in his throat stuck. He wondered how a little girl could seem like a angel fallen from the sky, saving him, a monster, an immortal beast, such a precious thing, it was like everything was different.

“Hello, I am Secra, what is your name?” The little girl asked, as if he was a normal person, sitting on her mother’s couch, he raised a brow.

“Well, Secra, I am Vezux Mikhail...what are you doing out here, secra?” He asked her softly, keeping his body covered, keeping her from seeing all the blood, and the holes in him.

“I live right across the street, and My Mommy is at work, and I am all by myself, I saw you, you dont look so good, want to have some milk and cookies? It always makes me feel better when I am sad?” The little Secra said, as he sat up a bit, he closed his lips.

“Alright, let’s go have some milk and cookies.” He said, as he stood up, he looked up, to see his enemies, he clenched his teeth together.

He knew he had to send Secra on her way, she was just a little girl, and for what he about about to do, he hissed, showing a his fangs slightly to his men, as he got down on his knee, he turned her towards him, gently, putting his soft hands to either side of his cheek, making her look at him, but not hard to hurt her.

 

“Secra, are those Cookies made?”

 

“No, why?”

 

“Silly girl we can’t have cookies if they aren’t made...I want you to go get started, and don’t look back, stay in the house, and lock the doors, don’t let anyone in..”

 

“But, how are you going to get in?”

 

“I have my ways, it’s the perks of being me, little secra, now go, please, Secra, do not leave the house, I will come for you, but I need you  to go home, and do this for me, if you do I will get you some Ice cream.”

 

“Alright, Vezux, but please, don’t die.” Little Secra said, as Vezux gave her a small nudge, passing the men.

“I don’t plan on it….since she is gone, I am going to destroy you...you shouldn’t have come and I am only going to leave only one of you alive….injured but alive.” He said, whispered a little, as the little Secra ran, to get back to her home.

“Just who do you think you are dude, our boss wants us to either kill you, or bring you in.” One of the men said, Vezux stood up laughing.

“I highly doubt you can do either one, and second, I am Vezux Mikhail, I am The last of the bloodline on this earth, and no one is going to touch me...because you see, I made a promise to that little girl, and if anyone of you think I am going to break that promise, you better think again, because it will be the end of your little world.” He said shrugging, as he pulled a sword.

“As if he is who he says he is, lets get him!.” They yelled, he laughed, as he let his sword drag along the pavement, like he was about to dance.

“Have it your way then.” He said more to himself, as he pulled his other sword, he then jumped, moving himself over to the streets, seeing that they were standing in a parking lot, and no one was around he smirked, as he licked his lips, ready to dish out a can of whoop ass, and feeling revenge hungry.

As the rain started, landed on his feet, as she spun a little, he then closed his eyes, as his shirt disappeared, and his leather duster, pulled up, melding together up to the middle part, then stopping down to right above his belly button, he wore bluish leather pants, as fur began to appear around his waist.

Holes appeared in his jacket, as his wings appeared before them, on his back, he spread them out before slightly tucking them in, as he then smiles, his hair began to move on its own, as his feet appeared to have a bluish silver, it looks to be his shoes, it looked to be metal, connected in bone, as he took a step forward, he decided to only stay in the smallest stage of his transformation. As he spun, he swung his sword, as a black shadow seem to seep out of his sword like a flame trying to find things to burn, his sword slashing through their bullets, he stopped, raising a brow, as they gawked, he shrugged as if he was used to playing in such a form.

His hair, turning white to a purplish bluish silver, along with a bluish purple in between, as he looked at them. They seemed to run toward him, as she spun, going low, with one swing of his sword, two body parts fell, one leg and head, he spun again, swinging up, but got nothing, instead he was able to slash through, like bad flesh wound, as they screamed.

He could hear Secra pounding on the window in the background, but he had to ignore that, he realized she only partially done what he had told her to do, he supposed she was scared, so like any person, they wanted to see the outcome of everything, to see if it works out.

He then saw a man swinging something at him, he dodged, moving back, he then swung his sword, clashing with a sword, he turned to look, raising a brow, he laughed, seeing it was someone who was on his father’s side.

As he jumped back, he then saw a man coming at him, he picked him, ripping his throat out, making the man drain into his mouth, as Vezux drained him, he then growled, as threw the dead aside, as he ran towards the man, swinging his sword, they clashed, he then spun in and out, as they danced their dance, he probably could have been a male ballerina, with how good he way, he then pulled away, then coming back clashing sword with his, as they fought, the looked to be two lions or panthers pouncing, doing one last song, it was like all or nothing, as was not even touched, or sliced, he smiled, as he pushed forward, he kept going faster, as he disappeared, he could see the guy was looking for him, as he appeared a really high, in the sky.

He then let himself fall head first, as he was falling, he let pointed his sword down at the male, as he kept going down, the male just looked up at him his eyes wide, as their swords dragged against each other sparking, Vezux pushed his sword deep into the man’s, as the tip of his sword came out in his back, he had closed his eyes, feeling of great peace, as his sword went through the pan, he then landed on his feet, pulling his sword out.

As he pulled his sword out, he spun, slicing the male’s head off, as he sliced it ade a wind, slicing all the men's heads off, except one, he smiled, as he put his sword away, he walked towards the man, he gave the man a smile, as he showed his fangs, beating the man to a blood pulp, and sent him on his way.

Then as the man was sent on his way, Vezux cleaned up his mess, as he finished, he turned to look at the window, he sighed, as he dimmed down mostly everything, except his coat and his hair, and his eyes, everything else was gone, back into dormant, as he disappeared, he smiled seeing little Secra banging on the window, as he appeared into her house, he saw her running to open the door, probably to check and see where he went.

 

“Just what are you doing?” He asked softly, seeing her jump, she gasped.

“I wanted to make sure they were gone, you were so awesome out there.” She said softly, as she ran up to him, hugging his leg, he chuckled.

“And you, are about to do something naughty, something I asked you not to do...also I told you to get on those cookies, and instead you looked out the window...I won't tell your mother, but Secra, what I am and what I do is Dangerous, and you could have gotten hurt, unless you see me, or your friends or your parents, please don’t even run out at night.” He said, as he picked her up, he smiled, kissing her cheek.

“O..o..okay, I didn’t know if you were dead, you looked sad, and I just wanted to make sure if you were alright.”She said, as he set her down on the couch.

“Well, thank you, but I could have been some weirdo, you could have hurt you...you don’t know who is out there, you are lucky it was me, and not some weird person.” He said, as he shook his head, he then went into the kitchen, he smiled, seeing her small padded feet run after him, he smirked.



 

Then as he came back, it was like his head was spinning, as it spun him into another round of memories, taking him back, when he became her big brother, her mother knew what he was, well somewhat, but she didn’t know exactly what he was, but she seemed to finally come to terms, that he was safe around Secra.

As time grew on, he and Secra would often go to their spot, although sometimes he was always around secra, when he has a job, he always had her on his back, like she was something precious to him, like his little sister, the night they had met again, after so long of him gone came like a flood, as he sat there in the moonlight, a tear seemed to slide down his face, because he was tired of being alone, he didn’t know that Secra was in town, she would mostly be off, doing things her mother wanted her to do, and as he sat there, he would lookout onto the water, staring off into space, thinking of how he could of done things differently, he sighed, as he heard her little feet, and by this time she was  older, he would say fourteen, he could hear her bare feet, as she ran towards their spot, he wiped his face, as he chuckled.

“Vezux, when did you get back?” She would say, he chuckled, as he opened his arms, as she would hop into his lap.

SHe almost looked like a little angel among beasts, such as himself, she wore her white night gown, making look pure in the moonlight, he could see she was turning out a lot like her mother, he smiled, and hugged her dearly.

“I just got back...and do tell me, just what is this girl doing out at night?” He said, softly, as he wrapped part of his huge coat around her, it was cold that night, and he felt worried that she might get a chill.

“Oh, I saw you, and you did say not to come out, unless it was for you, or my parents or friends...remember?” She would say, as she held onto him, a tear seemed to soak into his shirt, he blinked at the wet warm feeling.

“Secra, what’s wrong? Why is such a sweet angel crying...did someone hurt my little sister...who do I have to go teach a lesson?” He asked, as he instantly tensed, hoping no one put a bruise on her, he remembered how scared he was for a split second, which those seconds, felt intense, it felt like the longest seconds of his life.

“No one, I just missed you, and mom hasn’t come home in a couple of days, and I am worried, and we got an eviction notice, I don’t know what to do, mom was in the process of finishing paying off the house, so we could own it.” She paused, as Vezux rubbed her back a little, her little body shook, he sighed. “I need your help Vezzy, I know you are good at what you do...and I need to know if mom is alright, and I didn’t know who else I could trust, to ask for help.” She said, as she started to sob.

“Secra..sshshshsh, I am here, I am sure your mom is alright, if you like you can come with me, like old times, you can hide on my back, and peek when you find things interesting.” He said, trying to make her feel better.

“You promise?” She asked, as she sniffed a couple of times, as he held her, he sighed, nodding.

“Have I ever said anything to you that made you think I wasn’t telling the truth?” He asked, as he stood up taking her back home so she could get dressed.

“No, but I feel like I am losing people..and my mom and you  are all I have, and I just want to make sure, you will always be here.” She said, as he set her down, he hugged one last time before turning her around, and nugging her to go get dressed.

“Secra, go get dressed, so we can start the search, and make sure you wear a coat girly.” He stated softly, as he nudged her forward.






 

Then remembering how the hunt went, on the next faithful day, they had found her, sick on a train, he sighed, picking her up, remembering he had carried her home, and tucked her in, then after promising he would come back, he went to the little corner store, to get her some meds and as he came back out of the store, he saw it, instantly, his heart stopped, he could see it was on fire.

Apon seeing the fire, he could see each explosion happen, seeing it break the windows, and flaming out, as he ran, putting the medication in his pocket, he ran into the house, calling out for them, running around looking for them, as he held his breath.

Then sudden as he started to walk past Secra’s mom’s room, he heard her scream, she wa just soo young, and he saw her mother dead, in cold blood, as Secra was punching and screaming, he instantly paled, as he walked over picking her up, he then carried her away.

As he carried her away, he could still hear her screaming for her mom, it shattered him, that a precious angel was in tears, seeing her lose something precious to her, just as he had lost something precious to him, all those years ago, it was time, he repaid her the favor, by helping her heal, and for that it only would take time, and his attention, to make sure she was alright.

 

Then as he came back, he was in tears, as the past seemed to swirl him around, thinking it was over, another round took him in, like it was swooning to take over, as he remembered how the secra went back as he gave her money, to rebuild, he then left for awhile feeling it was time to let her be on her own, but he still came back from time to time to watch over her as much as he could.

 

Then he started going on his Venge mission, he would often once again sit in their spot, as he rubbed his face , as he then one night came home, coming out of his mind, finally, as a tear slid down hi cheek, he wiped his face, as he started to change a his clothes, he then took off his clothes, as he got up and walked over to his desk, seeing that she still had all of his things, for she was keeping her promise, just as he was, that they would always be family.

 

He could hear his room door creaking, as a light peeked into his room hitting the moonlight just right, he has his back to the door, but he could still see the reflection, he smirked a bit, shaking his, “Secra...just what are you doing up so late?” He asked, just as he turned around, glad that he didn’t have a woman, in his bed, like he normaly does.

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