Lady Aleister

I've never wanted to drop out of school so bad.

=Dalian= Dalian placed her phone down. She was getting bored and did not want to engage in any fights. She was practically starving. She rolled up, wheeling to the kitchen to lurk for some food...only to find Fedora head, Sol, and that Rose girl in there together. "Ohh two boys and one girl! Sorry but no threesomes in the kitchen." Dalian laughed at her own joke, rolling over to Sol's food. "Whatcha got there~?" she asked, eyeing it. "I want some" Dalian bluntly demand, leaning on the counter and rolling her wheels back and forth. "Hey Hanz! Do you think I should make me a crown?" she then asked out of context, pulling up the ideas she had on her phone. "I would look so much more cool...and better than all these other girls.

Nikolai's carriage ran quickly through London, Veran opening the window as Aya held onto him, making sure not to fall, as the ride was bumpy, and way too fast. Veran lift the window, letting his head out, and drawing one of his guns, beginning to fire at the demons that whizzed past. One demon land on the carriage, yelling at Veran. "Traitor!!!" the demon yelled before Veran shot its head, it flying off of the carriage. Yet another got on, this time, Nikolai handling it...and rolling the carriage over as he did so. "Aya!" Veran grabbed Aya quickly as the carriage rolled, tucking her underneath his jacket, protecting her from the fall. As Nikolai was attacked by the ruthless demon, Veran pulled the carriage out from them, letting Aya go. "Are you hurt?" he asked, looking at his master's face with a concerned look. "I'm fine Veran." she laughed a bit, which was halted when the Boogeyman ran to Nikolai's and Wulfric's aid. The next thing Veran and Aya knew, the boogeyman held them tightly in his massive arms...only to reveal a pair of humongous black wings. "I knew something was weird about you!" Veran admit. "At least you were made into a fallen angel rather than a demon!" he mocked as the Boogeyman lay his empty eyes back on the two of them. "I guarantee, we will stop this. Please watch out for everybody." Aya sincerely said before the Boogeyman threw the two up into the air...and through the portal. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Aya." "Aya, you have to wake up now. You can do this for me...can't you?" The image of a smiling Samael flashed before her eyes before Aya jerked awake, Veran beside her. "We're here..." the demon muttered. Before their eyes...an ebony castle...and the most haunting rivers of lava surrounding it. Veran fell silent as he stood up, helping Aya up. "You must understand...Lucifer does not want us here...and he is extremely powerful...but we have come for answers." Veran walked slowly and cautiously through the gates, walking down the long, foreboding hallway that leads to the single room in this castle...the throne room. Veran cautiously approached the door, opening it slowly...elite demon meeting eyes with eight thrones, and in the center throne, his Highness. Lucifer. Keeping his hand on his gun, he kept his right arm around Aya, holding her as close as possible to him. Aya kept her head down, too afraid to look up at the devil. "Your highness....what chaos are you causing on earth?" Veran's voice boomed across the open room, his eyes on Lucifer. There was silence for a good couple of seconds before a terrifying laughter choked out of none other than Lucifer's mouth, him taking his hand away from his face, balling it up into a fist and then slamming it down on the arm of his throne. "You come all the way down here with the knowledge you betray us, yet you still address me as your Highness?" Lucifer burst into a short boast of laughter, Aya inching closer to Veran. "You even bring a human too?!!" The devil laughed louder as Veran grit his teeth. "I ha—" Veran was cut off suddenly as he felt a crushing weight on his legs, making him cry out. "I don't want to hear excuses you slave. I don't care what class of demon you are, but I would have thought you would have had enough physical sense to not disobey me." Lucifer's voice turned serious as Veran was forced to his knees, his hands trying to hold him up as he bit his tongue, Aya rushing to his side. "Veran are you okay?!" Aya placed a hand on his back and Veran shuddered. "Ohhh Veran are you okayyy? The pathetic little cries of a human!" Lucifer mocked this to Aya, as she finally faced the devil. "What a brave little girl you are!! No wonder this pathetic thing was after your soul! Tell me...I wonder just how tight your bond is." That phrase made Aya shake as Lucifer float down gracefully, forcing Veran's right hand up, Lucifer admiring the seal. "Oh I remember when I marked you...that cross showing how faithful to God you were...yet you threw it away at the last second...does your master know your little sob story?" Lucifer held Veran's right palm with his sharp nails. "I wonder if your master has a connection through it..." He seeped his nails into Veran's contract seal, him crying out in pain as the burn ran through his entire body. Just as Veran did, Aya clutched her eye as she let out a pained scream, Aya brought to her knees simply by that. Lucifer let out a chuckle, waltzing his way to Aya. "D-Don't you dare touch her!" Veran warned, sitting himself up a bit. Lucifer's hands traced Aya's cheeks as he pulled her head up to look at him. "Miss Aya Elizabeth Everus, current watchdog of Queen Victoria just like her daddy, Alexander James Everus. Sold her soul on the night of December 13th, 1869 after sunnoming a demon out of desperation to get out of the terrible situation she was in. The contractor was Veran Sterben and the contact was sealed with this mark in your eye...Veran's mark of sin." Lucifer ripped the girls eyepatch off, staring into the contacted eye as it glew the faint golden color. "After reuniting with later to be Fiancé, Samael Pandora, she would befriend many types of creatures...and many would die at the hands of her and her butler. As wherever this dog and that servant go, death follows them in the form of three reapers of death. Nikolai, Gigermo, and the new reaper, Alexander Howle...whom was driven to suicide after the death of his love...and your fiancé... Samael Pandora, who was murdered by your hands." Lucifer let go of Aya's face as tears began to fall from her eyes. "It's simply amazing what eyes can tell you." Lucifer let out a sigh, brushing his hand through Aya's hair as a gunshot whizzed past, and into one of the pillars of the throne room. "Ohh a bullet, so scarryyy!!" Lucifer mocked as Veran stood slowly as Lucifer faced him, another bullet being fired, this time from Aya...and this one hitting. Lucifer's skin suddenly burned as he reached and pulled the bullet out of the side of his face, dropping it to the ground. "Sodium Chloride, formula of NaCl, Upon entering the human kitchen, I discovered the wonders of what it can do to us demons after experimenting on myself with it several times. They call it Salt, and it is used in foods. I used to consume it, and Aya does as well." Veran looked at his gun, smirking as the skin on the left side of his face burned off in a cloud of black ashes, half of his smirk nothing but the smile of a skeleton. The demon grew taller and longer, his nails becoming sharp as he unbuttoned his shirt and undid his tye, letting it fall to the ground as his skin seeped into extremely pale white color as the veins in his body became slightly visible, running with black blood. Veran flipped his hair to the right side of his head, the left side of his face fully a skeleton with the red pupils of a demon, the bones running down his neck, his shoulder, and down his arm, this pinky and ring fingers just bone with black, sharp nails like the rest. Lucifer suddenly clap aloud, admiring Veran. "You finally decided to show your revolting true form! The ugliness that hell has brought you!" Lucifer laughed. Aya was shocked, and scared at the sudden appearance change of Veran. She stay still as Veran cautiously approached her, him carefully placing his right arm around her shoulder. Veran cocked his gun back again, pointing it at Lucifer. Aya took this as a signal, drawing hers back and also turning it to the devil. "We will not stop fighting you until you stop the Apocalypse above. As you have failed every time you have tried. Although you have gotten closer this time...you are still not allowed to succeed." Veran's voice was strong, serious, and as demonically terrifying as Lucifer's, but Aya stood strong. Veran would never let any harm come to Aya...whether there is a contract or not. Veran's true form:

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"Lucifer made a waiver with God?? Why though..." Aya wondered as the new grim reaper spoke up. The werecats and werewolves made room for the reaper to pass....and this reaper...was none other than Alexander Howle. Both Aya and Veran's breath stopped for a moment, Veran taking a step forwards. "A-Alexander...?" Aya asked in a silent voice before she was stopped by his sudden orders, not really even being able to comprehend anything that was happening. There was little time to say anything before everyone had run off, Alexander, Nikolai, Aya and Veran being the only ones in front of the manor. Alexander had one thing to tell the two. "Don't let Samael's death be in vain." Aya nodded to Alexander without a word, swallowing hard. "Let's get ready." Aya alerted Veran, who gave a nod to her. Veran brought Aya down to his room, opening the closet. Along the closet, there were dozens of guns, Veran placing as much onto his belt as he possibly could as Aya just stared at them. "Where did you get these?" she asked. "I have a lot of time at night." he admit, beginning to place barrels of extra bullets into his coat pockets. "Are those bullets going to work?" Aya then asked. "You may not believe me, but I made salt bullets. There is a reason why your food doesn't have a lot of salt in it, and that is because it hurts us demons terribly. Run to the garden and grab some sage, you will need it more than I will. I will have your gun ready in a second." Veran instructed. Aya almost burst out laughing. Salt. Salt caused demons pain. Before long, Aya and Veran were ready, Veran loaded and Aya with two handguns in her jacket pockets, sage in her breast pocket. "We have no idea what we are getting ourselves into..." Veran admits as he approached Nikolai. "We are as ready as we will ever be...." Aya muttered, actually rather fearful of what is to come.

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Veran stood behind Lazarus and Wulfric, entering his masters room as Aya sat up, looking out her window. "Why is this happening? Didn't we get rid of the horsemen?" Aya threw her covers off, and rushing to the changing screen she had in her room, already pulling off her nightgown as Veran helped her quickly change, him wrapping her eyepatch around her eye before Aya stormed out of the room and outside, followed by Veran and the other two. Stepping outside, Aya was shocked. It was much scarier than she thought it would have been. She then turned her eyes to the people here. Jane, The Boogeyman, The Pirate Crew, Catarina and the Werecats and Werewolves, and a small bunch of reapers consisting of Charlotte, Gigermo, Nikolai, and one she has not seen before...nor could she get a good view of the other reaper either. "E-Everyone...we defeated the horsemen...why is this still happening then?" she stuttered to herself, then approaching the pirates, softly hugging Antonio and Arturo before looking up at them. "Do you know what we should do? You were the one who made us aware of this issue...or should I be asking you, Nikolai?" Aya turned her head to Nikolai who was headed her way. "I don't think that this is a problem that can be solved above ground..." Veran cursed to himself, knowing that this was all Lucifers doing. Aya's apocalypse dress- https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/ed/64/40/ed644089664fd68b69fee1cd51e87b39.jpg

I'm back! Had to get a root canal done but I am fine!

Since I have not heard from Rowbe, you will probably be the Yellow Paladin. I will be making this Saturday for sure.

See you guys Wednesday!

As soon as Alexander left to the grave, Veran was in front of the man's face within the blink of an eye, the knife that was previously in Alexander's hands now on the ground. Veran clenched his teeth as he criticized Aya for falling in love with Samael, Veran picking Alexander up by the neck, holding him in the air and staring at him. "Veran stop it!" Aya suddenly yelled out to Veran, he throwing Alexander to the ground after Aya's plea. "My master can love whomever she wants. You will not mock her as she has suffered enough pain like you have. If you want to suffer more pain, I encourage you to go on, but if you were truly smart, you would take sense to shut your mouth now." Veran growled at Alexander, stepping away to the servants and Aya. "We are leaving. Nothing will come by sitting around all day." the demon helped Wulfric up, Aya standing up. The group walked solemly to the manor once more, and the day soon ended. Wulfric was healed up by Lazarus, and Aya was forced asleep by Veran once more. With the master asleep, Veran could work on his own accord, finishing tyding up the house, and then preparing for Lucifer's attack, as he knew it was coming...and it was coming for him.

As Wulfric growled her name, Aya turned, met with the knife of Alexander and the attack Wulfric enforced, protecting her with his self. After Alexander yelled out in the cemetery, Aya froze, almost shaking. The knife point to Aya as Alexander began his mockery, Aya scooting back as Alexander got closer and closer. Alexander was treating her no better than her uncle did. "I am not damned!" Aya suddenly yelled, standing up as her parents graves were right behind her. "I am the daughter of Alexander and Elizabeth Everus, and was loved by them till their dying day." She held her defenses strong. "I know how many Veran and I have killed...but we have also saved. Would you have rather Samael be killed by himself slowly, or have had a quick death?!" Aya practicality screamed the last part at him. "You two never deserved it. But Humans are complicated creatures and the most unfortunate things happen to them." Veran finally approached, placing his hand on Aya's shoulder as her breath was heavy. "Humans are also slow and should never wait to take a chance." The demon responded to Alexander's last sob, Aya pulling herself away from Veran and to Wulfric, slowly cleaning his face off with her handkerchief. "Do you have any further temper tantrums you would like to display." The demon's tone was low, his red eyes cutting at Alexander. Aya could not stop shaking as she began to apologize over and over again to Wulfric, Veran leaving the small group alone. Alexander was reminding herself way to much of her uncle, and Veran was too terrifying to be around anyways.

The wind blew steadily as Aya, Wulfric, Lazarus, and Veran made their way to the cemetery, taking their time as the gravel crunched beneath their feet. Aya had not been questioned due to Veran's work, and Aya was honestly surprised the Queen wasn't hounding at her. Aya came to a halt, looking down at the three gravestones in front of her. Reginald Pandora, Persephone Pandora, and lastly Samael Pandora. Aya lay the flowers the held in her hand carefully down, a mixture of red roses, lilies, and a singular black rose Lazarus prepared. Aya took a long sigh, shivering some as the winter wind hit her. She then stepped away some from the group, wandering off to her father's grave as the three servants were at Samael's, them actually leaving Aya alone. "Father you had the hardest job in the world..." she let herself say, looking at the grave. Aya had hardly ever visited it, and never really wanted to. This is where both her mother and father lay, and where she will lay as well. Aya's mourning dress- https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/91/2f/c7/912fc79bd6c2e7378d948ff367a12ef3.jpg

Someone gotta take this girl right here to prom And yes that is my cat Burlioz. Did not realize he photobombed me.

Aya rolled over on her bed, facing Lazarus. "Lazarus, I have seen death more times than imaginable, but when it comes to killing someone you love, by your own hand, it is unbearable." her voice was more serious now, kind of worn out already. "I did it for his own good, I am aware of that." she sat up some, looking the zombie-boy in the eye. "Veran will be after me soon, and as soon as this end of the world bullshit is complete, I'll be nothing but a demon's meal." Aya let a shaky breath leave her lips, moving closer to Lazarus and hugging him for a second. "After all the things I've done to you, you're still even polite to us." she admitted, sighing deeply. "You can go, Lazarus. Tell Veran to bring me some tea." she insisted, rolling back into her bed. Veran opened up the door before Lazarus could step out,tea tray in his hands as he looked down at Lazarus, allowing the boy to leave. Aya tensed a little as Veran closed the door. "I have some calming tea, please drink it." Veran walked over to her bedside, letting her grab cup. Aya sat up a little bit, looking at her reflection in her cup. Her eyes were glossy. She didn't drink yet. "You make me immensely uncomfortable." Aya shot out to Veran, gently taking a sip before holding the cup out too Veran for him to take. "I'm sorry?" He looked at the cup. "Aya you barely drank this. You need to drink something--" he was cut off when Aya's eyes sharply turned to him. "If you're going to start giving orders to me why don't you just kill me Veran?! I am useless most of the time anyways! It would be better just to be with him again!" She yelled, throwing the teacup at Veran, him catching it flawlessly in his hands. Veran narrowed his eyes at Aya, putting the tea cup down and was at her face in milliseconds. "Getting rid of you right now would be a splendid idea...you don't even know what to do with yourself because you were so in love with that human...just look at your hands and clothes Aya." Veran's voice became suddenly low and sinister. "Though it is extremely tempting now...I would love to savor you later..." the demon threatened, Aya backing away quickly and almost falling back off her bed. "Ahhh...Aya don't give me such a look..." he reached his hand out slowly. "Why don't you calm down for a while?" His voice was as gentle as ever, his right palm touching Aya's head as she fell back, Veran catching her and laying her on her pillow, as Veran had knocked her out, him simply taking the tea tray in his hands and stepping out of the room, Lazarus there to see the entire thing as Veran walked down the hall as if nothing happened, the blood on Aya's clothes and hands gone completely.

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Aya slowly removed her knife from Samael, her vision blurry because of all the tears in her eyes. Aya lay a final kiss on Samael's lips as the last breath of his faded away. "Alexander is coming, we have to go," Veran called to Aya, coming behind her as she stood up, almost falling to her knees, dropping her knife. Veran picked Aya up in both his arms, Aya getting one last look at Samael before Veran leaped off the balcony, the tune playing in Samael's room coming to a stop. As Veran waltzed into the forest, he looked behind him, glinting his eyes at Gigermo and Nikolai as they stood on the roof, the moon beginning to shine behind them. When they got farther into the forest, Aya spoke up. "Veran put me down." she muttered. "We have to get to the manor." the demon's voice was monotone. "Put me down. Now." That time it was a command. Veran obliged, setting Aya down on the ground. Aya whipped the tears off her cheeks softly, looking up at Veran. His eyes were sad, almost glossy. "Stop being a quim..." she insulted, kicking her butler in the leg and turned around, running towards the Everus manor. "Aya, wait!" Veran called after her, but to which he did not run after her. Aya ran to the manor, her tears falling freely as she was out of breath by the time she arrived, and as she opened the front door, Veran was right there. "You can't run from me, Aya." he looked down at his master, who gave him a grimace and marched up the stairs, not wanting to be talked to. Veran sighed after hearing Aya's door closing, finding Wulfric and Lazarus fooling around in the kitchen. "Will one of you two go try to talk to Aya...?" he request, putting up the dinner. "Samael is gone." he then said afterwards, throwing the meal away and looking down into the sink.

Saved a little kitten today but my mom won't let me keep it but here it is in my bed.

As the sun dwindled down to the time of the evening, Aya had barely prepared herself. She placed her hand over her left eye, calling for Veran through the contract. The butler was in the middle of fixing dinner and stopped upon feeling the familiar sensation on his palm. "Wulfric, Lazarus, please take over. Aya and I will be back," he instructed the two, gathering himself up and exiting the kitchen. Veran walked up the stairs, knowing what Aya had called for. Entering Aya's study with a knock, Aya turned to face him with a silent nod. Veran nodded back to her, getting on her coat and giving her her knife. Aya placed the knife in her coat, taking a long, shaky breath. "Let's go..." she muttered, Veran picking her legs up and then placing her on his shoulder. Veran unlocked the window gently before jumping down, and into the forest, towards Samael's manor at his pace. Aya held onto Veran tightly as they inched closer to the mansion, Aya stopping her butler. "We have to go through his balcony..." she muttered, Veran bringing her around to the back, finding Samael's balcony. With a leap, he landed on Samael's balcony, setting Aya down. Aya opened the door a little more, entering Samael's room quietly. "We're here..." she muttered, approaching Samael slowly and tightly holding onto him. "You know I don't want to do this...especially to you." her voice was a quiet whisper, pulling Samael's bangs away and looking into his eyes. "I'll miss those red eyes, you know?" she kissed his temple, leaning back and pulling the knife. Veran kept his eyes on Aya, them shining dark as the sun began to set. "If I could take away all your pain, I would Samael..." she pressed the knife just against his night shirt. "I'm so....so...so so so sorry Samael." Aya could feel a tear fall from her cheeks as she braced herself, Veran giving her a sharp look from the balcony, and with a gasp, she slowly pierced Samael's sternum, practically breaking into a sob right there as she did so. She could feel everything. The warm blood as it fell onto her hands, Aya keeping her teary eyes on Samael. Veran let his hands fall to his sides as she heard Aya break out into sobs and his expression softened, Veran biting his lip as the onset of sadness came upon him. Oh how he remembered when something like this happened to him back in those days... "I'm sorry, Aya. This is my fault." the thought came to the demons head as he watched with sad eyes, having to hold himself back.

"Even though you do not like Veran, you are likable. Thanks for treating that boy right." Aya smiled to Alexander in reference to Samael, Veran almost laughing at Aya's bluntness. As the door closed, Aya sighed. "That boy is literally going to be the death of me." she shook her head, looking back to Lazarus and Wulfric. Veran pat Aya's head softly. "It takes much strength to do what you do." he admired. "We will go after dinner. I'm going to my study." Aya swiftly turned, Veran watched as his master walked up the stairs, looking down back at Veran, Lazarus and Wulfric. The demon let out a grunt, turning towards the direction of the kitchen. "Get the snow that is inside cleaned up." he instructed the two other servants.

My Japanese Teacher needs to learn how to check her emails like she is supposed to because she has a time limit of 24 hours to answer emails and I had an assignment due tonight and I sent that email yesterday and still had no response so......I tried my best.

Aya was starting to get a little cold as the snowball fight slowly came to a close, Veran brushing the snow off of him. "That was well played, Wulfric." Veran commented to the boy, walking over and patting the wolf-boy on the head. "We don't want you to be stuck here another night, especially with this snow." Aya spoke up, turning to Samael and hugging him tightly, getting on her tip-toes for a second. "We will be there this evening. Have everything ready..." it was a very soft whisper, Aya kissing his cheek and backing herself away. "Let's go back inside so we can get your things and Veran will make sure you guys get home without any trouble." she gave a slight look to Veran who nodded, heading back inside. Aya followed the group into the warmth of the manor taking her gloves off and unbuttoning her jacket. "Thank you for staying over Samael, Alexander." Aya then thanked them, Veran already coming down with the twos bags, at a slow pace. This was the last time Samael would be leaving the house...and Veran himself couldn't believe it. How was Aya possible able to compose herself?

One of the pencils I carry with me I have had since 7th grade...and I am about to graduate. I am proud of myself