Profound Love.

[Trix]

The room smelt of warm vanilla, tinged only by the vague scent of cinnamon. It always did. They seemed to soothe vampires, such soft scents seemed to calm their senses, and after a grueling twelve-hour labour, Lora had needed it.

Laying in the deep crimson sheets the mistress of the coven slept, highly sedated. They'd had to do intense surgery to save the child's life, which had ended in her being steril. She however, was unaware of this as she lay in a deep slumber.

(In her dream)

A incandescent bulb gleamed above her as faces she was unfamilliar with hovered over her. Her senses were numbed, almost to the extent that she felt she were underwater. Through the ringing in her ears, she could make out 'Situation is critical.... Baby is in critcal..' Panic flooded through her at those strange, muddied words. Realization hit her, and suddenly, she was very aware of her surroundings and the situation. Her child was not in the right place, her baby was suffocating.

"SAVE IT!" Her voice was a shrill roar, peircing above all other sounds in the room. She lashed side to side, trying to free her now restrained arms. She'd tear herself apart to save her unborn child. "GET IT UOT NOW!" Her voice was raw with fear. The woman on her right arm loosened a bit, scared by the frantic mistress she held down. Her clawed fist plunged into her womb, tearing open skin and flesh, spattering blood all over.

She heard an angry cry from the doctors, and felt the prick of a needle along with teh scent of a sedative, and everything was dark again.

(Out of dream)

Her bright emerald eyes fluttered open, and she shot upright, her body tense with fear. A searing pain tore up from her torso. With a grimace, she fell back against ehr pillow and squeezed her eyes shut. "Hello?!" She called loudly, her hoarse voice still like a soft siren, beautiful and shrill.

Immediately a dark haired woman with ice coloured eyes was at her side. "Mistress?"
"Where is the child? Did it survive?" EHr eyes filled with tears.
"Of course Mistress Lora, your daughter is alive and well."
"Bring her to me... Tell Jack; Bring me both."
"..Master Jack will be notified immediately, he was removed from the room when we had to.. preform the emergency.."
Lora cut her off. "I know. Just. Bring. Me. My. Baby. And. My. Husband." She demanded thuroughly.

The woman nodded and rushed off, leaving Lora to her thoughts. A daughter? A warm glow situated itself in her heart. A baby girl; a lovely baby girl. Her heart softened and she sighed happily into the pillow. She and Jack could protect a girl, they could raise her properly. She smiled, joy filling her to the core.

Upon the other woman's return, Lora smiled, expectantly. The dark haired woman smiled, and gently placed the bundled new born in Lora's arms. "Everyone loves her. It was hard just returning her to you Lora... It must be a gift. Even old Ratherzath is wrapped around her finger, baby hasn't been set down once."

Lora smiled and pulled her baby to her chest, still looking at the other vampriss. "Oh?" She smiled and nodded. "Please, send for Jack." With a dismissive nod, she watched the other leave, and turned to look at her child for the first time.

Bundled in a deep maroon coloured silk wrap was a sleeping babe. Supporting the child's head with a trembling hand, Lora stared down dazedly, her tear-filled eyes taking in the profound beauty of her daughter. The baby's round cheeks were round, full and rosy. A whisper of dark auburn-red hair floated atop her perfect little head. Tiny fists lay curled up against her cheeks, while tiny, rose-bud lips parted, as soft, rythmic breaths passed thorugh them.

Lora's heart felt asthough it would burst with the love she felt for the baby in her arms. It was a love that burned deep in the pit of her very soul, something so consuming. Cradling her daughter closer to her chest, she brushed her gentle lips against the child's brow, and was almost stunned at the presence of a pulse, and luke-warm temperature. True, her boys had been part lycan- and thus had a warm temperature and pulse; but this was something much softer. Her eyes widened in realization; Her baby girl, had surpassed the lycan gene. She was a mortal vampire. Still, would live for an eternity- but was immune to the sun. She felt asthough the wind was knocked from her. The danger her child could be in because of the cross... She closed her eyes before looking back at the child.

As if hearing ehr mother's thoughts, a pair of gray-blue (baby eyes are always this colour first) eyes fluttered open, to see her mother. Lora felt a warmth explode in her chest, and all of her worries, all of ehr problems snapped and faded. Nothing, but this baby mattered; or so she suddenly felt. She almost cried in joy as her daughter's tiny hand found ehr finger and grasped it, feeling so warm against her skin. She closed her eyes and cried softly, overwhelmed with the love she had for her new child.

[Jack]

He had come as soon as he could. There were problems arrising within the Coven. His son had entered the maze of the Coven and was searching for him. He tried to keep his anger and frustration out of his face as he entered her room, his face slightly pale and his hands shaking. But it wasn't because of her. Alex was coming to kill him and Lora had just given birth. He was terrified.

He approached Lora's bed and his eyes immediatly fell onto...his daughter? He had a daughter! A beautiful baby girl! He smiled, all the color returning to his cheeks and calmed his hands. "Hello my love..." he whispered, pulling back the blanket to take his first look at his daughter.

His heart seemed to jump into his throat and he felt an unusual warm sensation enter his heart. He loved her so deeply that he never wanted to take his eyes off of her. He put a finger to her cheek and carressed it softly. "She's so beautiful..." he whispered, kissing Lora on the cheek.

[Trix]

Lora still lay holding their baby, mesmirized when Jack entered the room. She exhailed a long breath and smiled lovingly at their child while Jack adressed her. She tore her face from the baby and raised her brows at Jack. "Hello my dear.." She smiled and turned her attention back to their daughter.

"She is so beautiful. She is so perfect." The love for their daughter was obvious in her voice. "She needs a name..."

[Jack]

He sat down on her bed, opposite side of the baby. He couldn't take his eyes off his daughter. She was so small and innocent yet she managed to bring worth all the love he had towards her. It was as though she was an enchanter and couldn't yet control her powers. "A name..." he whispered, thinking through his list of names. He gave Lora a sheepish name. "All the names I have aren't good enough for her." he whispered. "What do you have in mind?"

[Trix]

Lora sighed, while a warm, glowing bliss enveloped her heart. "...Aria Elyssa." She murmured softly before placing a gentle kiss upon her new-borns warm flesh. The odd sensation made her cold lips tingle. Such a beautiful, unique babe they had created. An original- bound to be the only in exsistance. Cradling their daughter closer to her, she rest her cheek lovingly against Jack and sighed, relief flowing through her. "Jack, she is so perfect.." She smiled and closed her teary eyes. The love, and the beauty of their daughter made her heart swell, almost to the point of explosion. It was asif impossible to imagine something more pure.


Like the sky outside, the cave was filled with darkness. There was not a single lit light (Save the ones in the room which held Jack, Lora & their daughter), as instructed by the vampire leads. They had been expecting their son Alex, but this- the arrival of Willym, would be a surprise.

A dark, powerful, masculine aura seemed to exude itself from the shadow approaching the cave. Tentatively placing its feet upon the barren terra surrounding the large coven, the anonomous entity contined foreward, drawing nearer to its target. Pulling back the large hood of his cloak and moving into the pale light of the moon, he exposed his godly face, the chizzled line of his jaw accenting his carved face. Alluring, a snag for his prey. Everything about him was drawing- appearence, voice, scent he was the ultimate predator. Like his predecessors- but he had spent years honing these atributes.. But with his training had come the lust for sex and death.

A twisted being at the least. Slipping in teh cool cavern, he began, in search of his parents. What he craved- was power. And from where he was now, there was only up. His father and mother had become weak, gentle and sincere- like the Lycans. He intended to put an end to it.

[Jack]

A low growl eminatted from the shadows where Willym stood. How dare he?! How dare he show his face here! Chainz had specifically given him the task of taking care of his parents! he wasn't weak! He could do it within a heart beat! And yet... He hissed as his brother drew closer. And yet there he was...striding into the Coven as though he lived here. Not that he didn't but that was besides the point. Just as Willym reached him he leaped out, an arm lunging out and pushing itself up aganist his neck, Alex managed to slam his brother up aganist the stone wall, his eyes blazing orbs of a Lycan. "How dare you come here!" he hissed. "This is my job!"

((Sorry about the power play...-sheepish-))

[Trix]

(('S ok. >:] Makes things more interesting.))

Willym, whose mind had been focusing on reading and locating the discustingly joyful auras of his parents, had been unaware, and uninformed of his brother's presence. When the sound of the beast's irradic heart beat and potent Lycan smell hit him, the other body was colliding with him.

As though carved from granite, not a single mark appeared upon his pallid skin, while the wall he'd slammed into was pulverized. hissing seethingly, the older of the twins glared at his sibling, expression dark with malice and ill intent. Beneath his brother's hand, the older of the two was eerily calm, expression void of strife, or worry. He simply appeared unamused, unimpressed and annoyed.

"You whimpering child." He growled, voice laden with malevolent tones. "You're here because you're a pawn. You're here to be an assassin. How very lowly. It is a shame we're from the same blood. You, though you have power, are too dim-witted to see that you are being lead along blind-folded in a charade. You fool, remove your restraint from me, or I will remove your limb." He stated stoicly, his eyes deadly with precision. Like a machine, he measured ways he could end the other's life, but reamined still, like a statue.

[Jack]

Alex stared at him for a full minute, growling dangerously, before he let him go. He stood a few feet away, his hands clenched. He's only telling you these things about Chainz because he wants her all to himself He told himself furiously. But he swept aside those thoughts and turned back to Willym. "Then why are you here?" he growled. "Obviously not to insult me..."

[Trix]

Willym's annoyance subsided momentarily, as he saw a vague flicker of his brother's essence within the man before him. When released, he ignored the hostility and brushed peices of crushed rock from his body. Glancing up with little intrest, he furrowed his brows and sighed "I'm here to take the throne. I'm well aware of what... She's having you do. I won't hinder you, but be aware that I'm taking over." His voice was laden with finality, precise and cold.

[Jack]

There was a moment of indefinate silence and then... Was that laughter. Alex had doubled over and was leaning aganist the wall, roaring with laughter. It took him the greater amount of two minutes to recover enough to speak. "You, take the throne? HA! Coming from the man who drilled me that I was to be the next Master of the Coven because you were "too good" for the throne as you told me oh so many times." he told him. "You make me laugh sometimes, Will."

[Trix]

Willym's stioc expression seemed to warm momentarily for the first time in years. The kinship he and his brother had was far beyond what bonds most had. They had been eachother's right-wing. Though Will would never tell Alex, he had been gaurding Alex from teh moment he had pulled his dissapearing act. The rage he had felt from the loss of his twin was immense, and had warped him into what he is.

He smirked and nodded. "Odd how things change. I find myself in search of power. I can kill masses this way. Have the lives of many destroyed at my feet. Vampires will no-longer be seccond-guessed. We will again be the rulers of the darkness. I will kill all those who oppose us..." He put a hand on his brothers shoulder, his expression sobering. "Any, who oppose my will. I will be the autocrat, and my word will be law. It will be as if Melody, the revered first mistress had not left. We will again regain controll of the dark warriors... And the light will crumble beneath us."

He narrowed his eyes, dark eerie aura still hovering around him powerfully, predatorially.

[Jack]

Alex snorted, in a brotherly way as he crossed his arms. "What gave you this idea of power, Willym?" he asked. "Surely not the rogues and humans you've been killing. What happens when you are up aganist the Lycans. They aren't going to be easy to kill like humans and weak rogues." he looked helpful, like a second in command should be. He was next in line behind Willym so he had half the power he would have if he took the throne. "And, what are you going to do about Chainz if you take the throne. That is, if father lets you. As far as I know, he's not very happy about you." he said with a frown.

It was odd. The last time they had talked as brothers was that day in school when everything had changed. When he had killed his first person and met Chainz. It was the last time he had been quarter human as well. Now, he was full vampire with a Lycan half. Now he had no humanity and didn't have half the human emotions that came with the human half.

[Trix]

Willym shrugged slightly at his brother's first question and leanded against the remains of the pulverized wall, smirking slightly. "What has driven me to want to obtain this power...?" He grinned darkly. "..Come on, you can't tell me you can't feel the lure and absolute lust within you for power. It, by blood should drive you; Lust for sex, for death- it's all power. And how you obtain, and maintain it." Folding his arms across his statue-esque chest, he mirrored his brother's movement. "What will I do with Chainz? Hmph. That, woman only manipulates. She, is of no intrest to me, and should be of none to you. I know how she works her prey. She'll get inside your mind, and she'll make you crave her, with your very exsistence... she will." He smirked and shook his head slightly, lieing, of course. He only all to well intended on making Chainz his queen. However.. with the mess he seemed to be in with Elle, it could be interesting. Of course, he was using the demon to get Chainz's jealousy and curiosity after him...

He shrugged slowly and looked at his brother."I have ways of making that old fool, Father of our bending to my will. If I have to, I'll kill mother... And their new born. He will step down." He stated blandly. He looked at his brother, with acceptance. Of course, with his power his brother would be his right hand...

[Jack]

((ok...I totally forgot what we were planning. Who was Willym going to make his Queen and who becomes pregnant? Wasn't it Chainz? If it's Chainz, weren't we planning on the baby on being Alex's? Just a twist...))

Alex shrugged. He had only felt the powerful lure of sex for one woman. Chainz. Whether it was her manipulation or what, he couldn't not be craving for her in her general presence. He wasn't like his brother. fuck some broad then kill her. It had never warmed his heart. But the desire he felt for the one woman he couldn't get was killing him inside. He was sure, no, he was absolutly positive, Willym felt the same way.

When he mentioned his parents and his new sibling, he smiked. "What do you say we pay our little family a visit. I'm sure they are dying to show us our new sibling." he grinned, pushing himself away from the way and unfolding his arms.

[Trix]

((We have to run the bebe thing past Bynx, but aside from that, yeh. I believe that it was the plan. ))

Willym watched his brother's expression, which appeared to be swath with thought. Mentally, he scorned himself for ever letting his brother meet Chainz. That woman had proven too much for Alex.. and had driven him- up to this point to what had seemed insanity. Insanity, that brought a smirk to Will's face. How.. simple it seemed, she'd driven his brother with his own means of distruction.

Shaking his head until his brother spoke, he openly grinned- though, with dark intent behind it. "Oh yes, lets... I truly want to see this bundle of joy.." His voice was sharp, seething as he stalked down the corridor, toward the sound of a heartbeat. Odd, in the presence of the undead. Even he and his brother lacked the life of that organ. A heart. Well, they lacked its beating.

[Jack]

((ok. Just wanted to make sure I had it all down before it happened.))

He followed his brother, not a step behind him. There was a hesitance in his step as he sound of the heart beat crushed into his ears. But what came next wasn't what made Alex's eyes turn blood red and the beast inside him to stir, it was the scent of fresh blood that washed down from his parents bedroom. Not just the fresh birth blood but the blood of a mortal. Was it possible that their miserable sibling was mortal?

He reached out and stopped Willym, taking deep breaths to calm the beast within him. Vampire and Lycan were getting so much harder to control now that he didn't have his human quarter. "Will, it's mortal." he growled, his fist clenching around Will's without him noticing. He was trying to stop himself from leaping into the room and ripping the babe from his mother's arm and sucking it dry. He hadn't been able to contain his blood lust lately.

[Trix]

Willym moved like a shadow with Alex, drawing nearer and nearer to the bedroom, when his twin stopped him. Slowly pivoting to face his brother, he nodded. "It is, indeed mortal... But- how? A mortal? Related to us?" Anger stirred within him. Having his blood-line tainted by a mortal, that- was unacceptable. Growling slightly, he held on, with a vice-grip to his brother's forearm. "....I'll hold you back..." He murmured, understandingly. "...For as long as I deem it nessicary."


After a few long moments, Willym forcefully slammed into the door between he, his parents and new sibling. Moving into teh light with Alex in toe, he growled. "...Mother, Father; A new sibling and you did not send for us? How... expected."

[Jack]

Alex nodded, swallowing down the lust and taking in a deep breathe of clean air, not tainted by the smell of mortal blood. He followed his brother through the door.

Jack had smelt them before they entered the room. He swung around just as the door burst open. "Willym... How unexpected!" he said, grabbing Lora's hand and squeezing it softly. For some reason, he didn't feel the anger he usually felt towards his sons. He was...neautral.

[Trix]

Willym almost snorted in annoyance with his father's 'cheery' tone. How the mighty had fallen, he mused shifting his weight while uncomfortably shifting. The aura in the room churned in his stomach, the light heartedness and love that floated in the air made him sick. Growling, he leaned back on his heels and gestured toward the three (discluding he and Alex). "..AS it appears you are.. busy, I'll cut to the chase. I've come for the throne." He growled blandly, shrugging as if the subject was non-chalant.

Lora blinked up at her boys, smiling warmly as she did so. Squeezing Jack's hand in return, she smiled and nodded toward her boys. "Indeed, unexpected." She smiled softly and sighed. As she was about to introduce the two to their sister, she heard Willym's topic of conversation. She frowned lightly.

[Jack]

Jack's smile faded off his face and his face hardered. "And why should I give it to you?" he growled. "Seeing all the horrors you've done in the past years."

Alex had moved around them all to Lora's other side. He had felt the pull of the pumping of the mortal heart and he could hardly restrain himself. Just as he reached the bundle, the head moved and the bright blue eyes rested on his and he froze. His blood lust dissapated. It made him feel so weird inside. If his heart was still alive, it would be pounding franctically aganist his chest. "Wha-?" he managed to croak out at his mother.

[Trix]

Willym's expression darkened and became feral- wild with danger, and anger. "Ah. See, I knew that it would come to this, and that-" He reached inside of his cloak and removed a colt .45, with a steady hand. "- is why I had this stolen on my behalf." An odd purple light seemed to glow in the back of the fire-arm. "Mhm. Lycan specialty, ultra-violet rounds." He paused briefly. "Liquid sunlight. Now father, I know it won't kill you... you're part Lycan.. But her.." He pointed the weapon at Lora's head, his eyes dark and void of emotion. "..Vampires decinigrate with contact. Now, if you will.. I'm sure you'd prefer to lose the throne, than the source of your children... Or, am I wrong?"

Lora's eyes widedned as Alex reached for Aria, but a strong faith seemed to burn fiercely within her heart. If she and Jack could be so enchanted by their dear daughter- than they could too. Relief flooded her when the younger of her boys was frozen in his tracks. The baby had managed to work her magic on her brother alright. "Aria... Her name is Aria." Looking up when Willym drew the weapon, Lora's blood turned to ice. A fierce protectiveness seemed to explode within her, and a snarl tore free from her throat.

[Jack]

As soon as the gun was pulled, a threating growl erupted from Jack's chest and his pupils grew smaller. He took a step in front of Lora so the gun was pointed at his forehead. "You pull that trigger and you'll wish I had killed you at birth." he growled.

Alex took a step forward towards Aria and pulled the blanket aside to look at her fully. Her mortal heart pumped in his brain, urging him to grab her around the neck and suck her dry but, he couldn't bring himself to listen to it. All his attention was in her bright blue eyes as she stared at him. "Will..." he said softly. When he pulled out the gun, he turned sharply. "WIll!" he snapped, louder. "We have a problem..." he growled, eyes narrowing at his brother.

[Trix]

Willym's dark eyes were filled with the conflict within. True, he was a heartless killer- but when it came to his family, he was fiercely protective. He'd really rather hoped that his father wouldn't have called his bluff. Aside from the flickering in his eyes, there was no sign of self-conflict.

Screwing up his face and turning to his brother with a wrinkled nose and furrowed brow, he sheathed the gun, and strode over. "Oh, and what, may I ask, Is said problem." He put air quotations around the word problem while glancing down at the bundled baby.

Warmth exploded in his heart like fire to ice. Panic surged within him at the complete loss of composure. His eyes welled with tears at the creature's unfathomable beauty and power. Dropping to his kness, Willym blinked, shocked. Finally able to tear his eyes from their sister he growled, in disbelief. "...Impossible."

[Jack]

Jack watched with narrowed eyes as Willym approched Aria. His heart thudded as Willym dropped to his knees and he couldn't help but surpress the smile that leaped onto his face. He reached for Lora's hand and squeezed it gently, giving her a quick glimpse of his smile. "Her name is Aria and she has a rather unique gift." he explained to his sons.

Alex growled. He didn't like when his older brother was felled so quickly and effortlessly. He turned his attention to his father as he spoke. "Unique is an understatment, father..." he growled. "She's a witch." He turned to his mother. "How is it you spawned a mortal? A full blooded vampire such as yourself. Must be truely heart breaking." The affects of his sister were starting to wear off the farther he backed away from her and the less he looked at her. He was starting to feel cranky again and the urge to kill his father and gain Chainz's respect burned deeply in his heart.