The True Trials and Tribulations of Salem ( CLOSED )

The witch hunts had been going on for some time now and Lysander had managed to keep his beloved safe, keeping out of the main town and away from prying eyes.
Mariah had suffered watching her entire family be burnt on the stakes after being ravaged by vampires, Lysander had stopped her from running to them, they could not be saved.

For days they had been hiding among the hills, planning their escape to safety, if there were any to be found.
Lysander had not fed in those days, keeping Mariah in his sights and safety but as his hunger grew, so did the craving for Mariah's own witches blood.
The next day Lysander's thirst for blood nearly overtook him and he attacked his beloved but stopped after piercing the skin at her luscious neck.

After that he made her promise to stay put and he went off to hunt, to fed and stem his craving so he would not put Mariah in any more danger than she was already.

As he hunted, so did the humans. They spread their search to the hills and came across an abandoned shelter.
Upon entering they found Mariah and assaulted and repeatedly raped her, her limited powers no match for the many that where there.
She was dragged away and back to the town where she was taunted and beaten until she was dragged kicking and screaming to a stake, her fate to be dealt this hour.
She cried out for Lysander, her tears falling fiercely down her pale and blood stained cheeks.
Turning she saw many stakes lined up, some with other crying witches, some limp and already dead.
Her fear slowly turned to acceptance as she saw a group of vampires come towards them.

Lysander had his fill and made the journey back to Mariah quickly, he had left her no more than two hours but when he returned fear gripped his soul, the smell of blood, her blood in the air and his eyes widened as the realisation hit him with full force, ''Mariah!'' He shouted and ran at his full speed, honing in on her scent.
He reached the town in a minute and stopped in his tracks in front of a long line of stakes.
There was at least one alive and a girl in a nightdress at her feet but Lysander focused only on the stake standing next to them.

He walked to it, his eyes never moving from the blood ridden pale face and lifeless eyes.
He dropped to his knees in front of her, his Mariah, tears falling from his eyes as he sobbed at her feet. Emotions that had not escaped him since he was a human.
He screamed a fearsome anger filled scream that would penetrate the air for miles.

After a moment he took a deep breath and stood up leaning his head against Mariah's own, cradling her cheek and hair in his shaking hands.
He kissed her lips and closed her eyes with a small movement of each thumb.
Closing his eyes he moved his arms around her and ripped the stake apart with immense ease before lifting her up in his arms, cold hard eyes turned to the other two alive before he walked away and laid her down at the base of a tree, digging her a grave within seconds and burying his beloved.

He knelt down beside it for some time before his attention was distracted by two vampires heading towards the two left alive.
A snarl escaped his lips and he was on them within a second, instantly he ripped the throat out of one with a growl and snatched up the other, lifting him and slamming him down against his knee, breaking his back before he swiftly broke his neck.

It did not take long for Rosalina and Dominick to reach the outskirts of the town and both could tell that there was something wrong. The top of the spikes could be seen as they cleared the trees and Rosalina gave a look to Dominick. This was going to be an adventurous night.

Rosalina moved forward as she could hear what seemed to be a scuffle taking place but could only pick up the heartbeats of two. One faint, very faint. The other stronger at least. She approached the stakes with an air of caution knowing that the two heartbeats could very well belong to that of Hunters.

Approaching the scene she looked towards the young girl on the ground and the one on the stake. She shook her head in disgust at what these hunters were doing to these young women. The girl who must of been accused of a witch barely looked like a woman at all.

Her attention was then drawn to the vampire who had clearly just ended the lives of the now dead vampires on the ground. She called them Scavengers, young vampires who came to pick off what was left of the poor souls left in the dark to die before being burned. She turned to Dominick and nodded at him to take care of the male while she would deal with the females.

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Dominick caught the look from Rosalina as they walked on the scene. It was one hell of a mess. Bigger then usual but that was no concern of his. He nodded back at Rosalina knowing better then to question Rosalina especially on matters like this. He pulled out a cigerette and lit it up as he left Rosalina's side.

He stepped over the body of the first vampire before making his way over to the vampire who seemed distraught. " Why not leave the killing to the vampire hunters, brother. " he said holding a cigarette as if it would help. For all he knew he was after the two young girls and he knew that she would have a problem with that. Rosalina never fed from children.

He would stay near the guy in case he did decide to jump either Rosalina or the girls until Rosalina decided what she wanted to do about the young girls, one who smelt different from the other, would no doubt be coming back with them but the other was near dead. He didn't know what would become of her.


Rosalina walked towards the young girls and smiled down at the one on the ground. She looked at the young girl who was tied to the stake. She was young, to young to have faced such a trauma. Rosalina affectionately pulled the girls hair back and spotted the puncture marks on her neck. Placing the back of her hand against the girls cheek, she was icy cold and there was barely any breathe left in the girl and she frowned. " Far to young. " she muttered to herself before addressing the young girl on the ground.

" Hush now child it will be alright. " she said crouching down to other the frightened girl a hand up. She too was young and had clearly been through an ordeal. Rosalina could smell the difference within the girl but made no comment on the fact she was a witch. " I'm afraid your friend can't hear you. She's in a very delicate state right now. " she said looking back at her. Rosalina knew there was no life to be left for that girl. They were to late to save the girls humanity but that did not mean she was completely lost to them. " Why don't you help me get her down from that awful thing? " she asked the girl hoping to get her to calm down and occupy her mind.

Lysander ignored the fear of the girl in the nightdress, he cared little for anything at that point other than the loss of Mariah.
 Seconds after the vampire lay dead on his knee, two more entered the scene and Lysander bared his teeth at them a moment, allowing them to fall back under his gums as he realised they were not there to harm the others.

 He watched the woman go over to the girl and try to comfort her somewhat, turning his silver eyes to the male next to him, Lysander threw the body from him and it landed a few feet away.
 He did not say a word to the male but he did accept his cigarette with a nod and lit it, taking it back he found very little comfort in it but it was more of a habit than anything else.
 He looked at him a moment before walking away and back to Mariah, he knew he would most likely stay close to him on the women's orders but Lysander did not care.

 He went to Mariah's grave and removed a necklace from around his neck, burying it at the base of the tree trunk, the head of the grave, ''Être en paix mon amour.'' (Be at peace my love) He whispered before placing a hand on the soil a moment.
 With a sigh he stood upright once more and turned his head towards the woman, the girl was clearly frightened and Lysander could only guess what horrors she had seen, he was curious of her and curious of the others but for the moment he just stood not knowing what to do with himself.

Lysander watched on as the male went over to begrudgingly help the woman, she was clearly the one in charge and he wondered what he meant, perhaps the woman, Rosa, took in waifs and strays, by the sound of it she did.

Lysander took more drags of his smoke and stepped towards the group, the woman who was previously on the stake was now dead but perhaps she was undergoing the change, Lysander did not know.
His eyes fell on the scared girl, she was so young, too young to go through such pain and hardships.

He approached slowly, the other male just before him, ''Neither will help you now, child.'' He said to the girl but his head quickly titled his sharp sense picking up on the sounds of incoming hounds and horses, ''You need to leave, all of you.'' He said before ramming into Dominick and pushing him out of the way with force, he turned in the blink of the eye and caught a silver blade which was aimed for Dominick's head, ''Hunters.'' He said with a slight snarl, as they came into view from over the hill.

Lysander looked from Rosa to Dominick and his head followed the bullet as it went towards the hunters. He shrugged and was there and then pretty sure that she could handle herself and protect the innocent ones.

He nodded in return to Dominick and then a small smile crossed his lips and he turned to follow him and to embark on some blood fun.
He stopped though and turned to look at the girl, she seemed to be having some sort of fit towards the hunters and his head moved from her to the swarm of bats encasing the now screaming man in the group of hunters.
He watched with curiosity as he crumpled to bone and the bats went away, so she was a witch like Mariah to, and she was young which meant she had a lot to learn but she seemed as though she had the potential to be one hell of a powerful witch.

Lysander nodded as he looked at her, appreciation but it wasn't meant for her to see, just and expression of his surprise, she was not as pitiful as she seemed.
He glanced to Rosa and again nodded to her before following Dominick once more.

Lysander moved at a quick run and rounded up the side of a tree before jumping through the air and slicing his blade into one of the hunters collar bones, their body dropping like a sack to the ground.
''Yes, let us have some fun.'' He said with a calm tone and a smile to Dominick, who seemed to like the thrill of spilling blood.

Lysander stood and turned to face the remaining hunters, a few clearly scared to death by the witch's powers and their death that was to befall them this night.
He would not let any of them escape, he was too pissed off to allow that to happen and when one began to gallop away on his horse Lysander was quick to jump him.

He landed on the back of the horse and forcefully exposed the rider's neck, sinking his fangs in and fulfilling his hunger.

Lysander turned to face Dominick as the last hunter began to flee, he smiled and nodded, ''Very well.'' He said as he threw his victim to the side and off of the fine horse.
He turned and trotted after the fleeing and stood on his horse's back as he came up beside him, ''Good evening.'' He said, his fangs bared before he jumped from his horse to the next and grabbed the man around the shoulder, he broke both his arms and chucked him to where Dominick stood.

Lysander turned on the horse, it was a beautiful grey with black eyes, and went back to Dominick. Looking over he saw Rosa leaving with the two and he let a small smile escape him as his silver eyes looked down at the whimpering hunter at Dominick's feet.
Dominick's words answered Lysander's question as to whether the other girl was dead or just changing, ''Where is the lady taking them?'' He asked out of curiosity and wondered what fate had in store for them.

The horse beneath him breathed heavily but calmed at Lysander's small stroke of his main. Lysander decided there and then that he was going to keep this horse and turn it later.

Lysander looked down as Dominick pinned him to the ground with his leg, the man begged for his life and for death all in the same sentence but Lysander showed no compassion, for he had none other than for the once Mariah.

''Rosalina it is. So you are both others who have lived... a while shall we say?'' He said with a small grin, it was always good to meet other older vampires, fledglings tended to annoy Lysander for their little knowledge and lack of control.
Lysander nodded as Dominick explained to him Rosalina's manor, he wandered how many lived there and for how long.

Lysander tapped his foot against the horse for it to walk forward, he went to another horse as Dominick went to the stakes.
Grabbing it's reigns he walked both the horses over to him and nodded his head to the rider less horse for him to take.
Lysander nodded to his introduction, ''Lysander.'' He said responding with his own name.

His gaze flittered back to Mariah's grave for just a second before he decided that he would go to the manor with him, he had nothing left to stick around for any longer.

''Indeed, that is true.'' Lysander said and turned his eyes to the writhing hunter under Dominick's grasp, he frowned a little, he had met younger and weaker humans with more backbone that this pathetic mortal, a very poor choice for a hunter.

Lysander watched as the man was thrown onto the back of the horse, much to it's annoyance.
He stayed just a moment as Dominick rode off, looking around at the corpses of many around him, the women tied to the stakes as bait for idiotic vampires with no self control, he sighed as he thought that the hunter's plans were working, the vampires numbers had fallen incredibly since the 'witch trials' had begun.

He clicked with his tongue and his horse galloped forward under Lysander's command, he appreciated such obedient things in his life.
He came up behind Dominick and would follow until they reached this curious manor.

Lysander memorised the route with ease as he followed behind, he smiled as Dominick teased the food, Lysander did not care for his story, for all he knew he could have been one of them who captured and tortured Mariah and he deserved this cruel fate that was being dealt to him.

 As they approached the manor, Lysander looked around, it was a beautiful place.
 He hopped off his horse and listened to Dominick explain the rules, it would take some getting used to on Lysander's part to follow orders but if he did not grow accustomed to it he would leave without a second thought and continue on how he was before.
''Very well, do you have stables?'' He asked as he tied the two horses to a nearby tree, he took care of things that benefited him and he would have them live in comfort.

 Lysander followed suit and went in through the manor doors, looking around he took it all in, the sights, the smells, every detail. The heart beats of the few in and out of the building sounding loud in his ears.
 ''How many of you are here?'' He asked as he began to make the steps up with a graceful manner about him.

He stopped mid step and looked up to hear the footsteps of the newly turned vampire, ''I think that little one is after your food'' He said with a slight grin to Dominick.

Lysander sighed and took the still writhing body from Dominick, holding him up by the throat and making him see her coming for him ''I have little patience for fledglings, but the blood of a hunter would make a good meal.'' He said to him in a calm tone, his face straight.