YES, I Stole Bruce Wayne’s Mother’s Pearls! That Stuck up, Rich Snot Deserved It!

How fucking Dare he step foot at that Banquet for the Fundraiser toward the Orphanage when he has No Fucking Clue what Really goes on or what it means to be an Orphan, and live in That Hell Hole of a Place. {Sarcastic tone} You know I still remember how the Wayne’s name made all the headline news on tv and in the paper years ago when was just a child myself.. Very close to Bruce’s age. There were chalk outlines of his parents in the alley, with the blood still warm upon the cold pavement, as steam rose up into the Night. And those white pearls of his mother’s were spread all over between the outlines of his Mom and Dad, like an innocent game of marbles that had gone horribly wrong, as a few were Stained in Red from their blood. It Made Every Damn Newspaper in Gotham City, and was aired on Tv Many Times.. Such a Tragedy, to such a Wealthy Family.. And their poor son to be left a alone in the world. But He wasn’t alone in Gotham. He had inherited his parents Wealth. And more importantly he had still One person to Cling to, Alfred Pennyworth. The mere humble butler, that became a Guardian to over see Master Bruce’s Future and Well Being.. To Always Be Loved and have a Silver Spoon in his Mouth!

Yes, I was Jealous!!

While that Rich Brat lived it up in a Huge Mansion all to himself, I shared one room with 29 other Kids. And there were several other rooms set up exactly the same way. We all slept in bunk beds. And No one gave a damn about us kids in that orphanage. Many were abused by the people that worked there. Both physically and mentally. Like it was our fault we were in this place. And that we weren’t good enough to be apart of another family. No one wanted Losers like us. A lot of us were malnourished and had to fight for any little extra scrap of food. And our clothes were so tattered and horrid. The People that ran the orphanage made all the children take cold showers to be tortured as they laughed. And we did work like mopping the floors, and stairs. We even cleaned the bathrooms in the roach infested place. And if you ever got into trouble, you’d be locked in a closet for hours, or peeled potatoes or even worse – Onions! No one ever made you feel loved there. Only Tears and Fear Existed in those Walls. It was like a Prison for Children. No one ever read a bedtime story to you, or told you you’d be okay. Or checked for Scary Monsters! {Laughs in disgust} They Were The Scary Monsters!!

Then sometimes families would come in, looking to adopt a child or two. And it was shortly there after I learned not all of these people are looking for a child to start a Real family. A lot of these kids I had come to know died by these fake families. The mafia would pay people to look like a couple. Fill out the necessary paper work, and claim a couple of kids. From there these kids went to slave shops to transport drugs all over Gotham or Other Things like Money or Weapons. No one would expect a child to be transporting Stuff from one place to another. These kids were used like mules. Then Other fake families would take these kids into a Human Trafficking Ring to be sold off. Mostly girls, But there were some boys too. To be raped repeatedly, or to become prostitutes.

I got lucky though, I got sent to live with a man who taught me how to be a thief and serve him! I had the Knack or Gift for it! I enjoyed learning on how to steal and what to steal. I received A Top Notch Education in the Art of it. And I Loved it. But it still came with its Price Tag. Like the Abuse I received on a Daily Bases, and still have the Scars from it. I guess that’s why it took me so long to learn to Trust or Love another Human Being. Because People don’t care about you. They use you. It was just easier to Love a Diamond than a Person. Even now, I only allow a few into My Heart, for fear it will be Broken again. But I’ve come to accept that.

God, people like Bruce Wayne make me SICK with their Naive Assumption on how the World Works. They think there Wealth makes them Smarter than Everyone Else! And that they are doing an Honorable Great thing. If Only He Knew That Fundraiser for the Orphanage that had just taken place a couple of days ago is only going to receive a 20 percent of what it made. The 80 percent will go to Underground Kings Running the Show and calling the Shots. That’s the way its always been. It will never change. And it’s why I spent Bruce’s Money that I stole too. It’s the only way to get real clothes and extra items to those kids. Cash from one hand to another would never make it to those kids. I know first hand. You have to actually buy the clothes and things needed for it to get to them!

I Can’t Stand Bruce! I Hate Him!! Why does he get to be Lucky One??

{sighs}

Rich Snots!!

 Here I am writing another page of my life once again.. My life has been a series of rollercoaster events..  When I was much younger I thought “If” I ever got married it would change. Happiness would Grow and Flourish with the Man I Would Fall In Love With.. And all that sadness I feel would disappear.  But it didn’t.. Don’t get me wrong, I Love My Husband. My Mate with all my Heart and Soul Combined. To be so connected to him, in a sense I cannot describe.

But just is!

With so much Passion I have for him! He is Endless to me. He Embodies me!

There is Something About Him That Lives Inside Me! And That Has Somehow Always Been There.. Been There For Longer Than…. MyTime… Maybe?? I don’t know.. I can’t explain it..

So when he was gone, my heart, my life had shattered into a million jagged pieces.. And loneliness, and anger started to Grow during this time. It literally killed me each an everyday to wake up and find he wasn’t there. But at least I had his Child to give me Something of Him to hang too. It’s been so long now I can’t remember all the pieces.. Belial and Aura had just brought this Child version of Ska back..

And the Next thing that happened was Belial and Aura Were Fighting with John!!

They were Trying To Kill Him!!

And I can’t blame John. As Belial Is A Crafty Son Of Bitch!! Who Always Has Some Card Up His Sleeve..

But This War, Almost Killed John Permanently!!

He Stayed in His Coffin Trying To Heal..

Days, Turned into Weeks, Then Months and Now a Year..

His Absence Was Like A Knife Through My Heart..

But how can I be upset? I’d do the same thing too, right? I don’t know. I swallowed my tears after that day. And the Glow of being pregnant was snuffed out like a candle in the wind.. You think I would still have joy carrying the little one inside me to remind me of John, as I waited for him to Come back to me .. And for while there was Joy, as I continued to Hope. But all the joy was gone soon after.. And my heart felt like iceberg.. The Loneliness Filled me and became My Dark Shadow that Hovered over me, Everywhere. His family and I don’t exactly get along.. I’m not exactly welcomed, but tolerated.. And once the news traveled about John, they would not come to his aid. Probably because of me.. The interference I cause being an outsider to the way they live with there traditions. And I received a letter by “THEM” telling me they were taking “His child” away from me by his 3rd Birthday. It wasn’t just his child. “But Ours!” But that didn’t matter.. Tradition needed to be full filled.. The Vampire Warrior ways needed to be continued in His Family.. Regardless of being a Half Vampire. The child was Apart of the Black Dagger Brotherhood by Rite. And now being a Half breed, it gave his Family insight or advantage.. Such Power this Child might have to them.. To walk in the Light.. And have an extra gift.. Who knows??

And Here I am needing to keep Kishori Running.. John and Ska’s Legacy.. Which meant figuring out how to keep the flow of income thriving.. And tending to all the creatures that lived and protected Kishori. And I did just that! It was the only thing I was proud of doing. The only thing that still kept me feeling Tied to John somehow.. That I could at least keep Kishori together. But with little rest, and swollen feet to keep the Legacy going, it almost costed me my life.. I almost died on September 5th… The labor of bringing a sweet precious life into the world was the Hardest thing I have ever done.. All the energy was depleted out of me because of the pregnancy I endured and Kishori.. This child was feeding on my own blood inside me to survive.. And I wanted to Die..  Without John, or being able to keep Our child, what was the point? I don’t know…

I guess my Hoping and Never giving up on John helped me to survive.. My Love For Him.. My Yearning of Hope to Come Back to me.. I would do Anything for him!

But it was’t my Hope or Love that saved him.. A Mortal Heart cannot save someone who is Immortal.. Even with my gift that sets me apart from a normal person, my humanity and love is still not strong enough to save him.. I think that’s the part that is unfair.. It angers me to no end.. Time doesn’t effect John or Ska the same as it does me.. So my time here on earth is soo much shorter.. And the dreams I had for some reason by no fault of there own get snuffed out, somehow..  But yet I would do it all over again in a Heart Beat because I Love Him.. But here is the thing, that wakes me in the middle of my sleep! – FEAR – That After I am long gone.. John and Ska continue to live on in Kishori, and in the world..  

Will they even remember me??? Will John Remember Me??? Will he remember My Love, and Affection for him???

Or will I be just some picture that fads in the sunlight and forgotten??

John is over 4,000 years old..

And with my Soul gone, what will Happen???

Will Our Son becomes John’s and Ska’s Son?? Not intentional though. But I know memories fade and become confusing and melted.. I feel like I have had such little time with him.. And those moments of joy I wanted.. To feel his hand on my pregnant belly once again or those kisses or even him being there for the birth of Our child is Gone.. What more Firsts of Happiness will get snuffed out because of something??  I’m scared.. I’m sad.. I’m angry.. And I cannot tell a soul to anyone about this.. I Love him too much to tell him, that I am hurting on the inside.. I don’t want to inflict any more pain on him. He is been through enough. He is a Good Man, SoulMate, and He will be Loving Father. And that’s all I could ever Want!

And that’s why I am ashamed.. Ashamed for another secret.. Selfish secret.. A secret I hope to someday forget..

I would have gone to make a deal with a Demon before Our Son’s 3rd Birthday.

If John ever knew of my secret, god knows what he would do.

He would probably never forgive me. How could he? I can’t forgive myself..

Such Horrible Thoughts That Came From Me.. The Wrong Thoughts!!

To Love Someone So Much Until It Hurts!

And You Can’t Bare The Pain Without Him!

     Morning Light is upon the Horizon Outside, with Shades of Red and Gold that Welcome the New Day. But all of the Glass around the Mansion of Nahar’u Kishori was Heavily Tinted, Keeping the Harmful Rays from entering such a Dark Domain place.. Kougar has now become Watcher over the Mansion and All of its needs. As John Rests Comfortably somewhere safe in the Mansion in a Coma like state.. It has been Many Silent Months without him. But she remains Strong and Confident that he will one day Wake from his place of Darkness..

As Kougar who is now glowing with a huge belly, is dressed in a summer black dress to match her raven hair, with only her blue gray eyes and skin tone to offset the black on black. Sitting in a chair.. She had much to do with the Ball she was trying to setup, with it only a five months away. She needed to continue business for Nahar’u Kishori and keep it Running. But right at this moment she is currently tending to the needs of a Small Fallen Angel who is now a child. She had Lost her Adult Memory through such Traumatic chaos under Lucifer’s hands and is now a child. As she No longer remembers being the adult Ska Skinwalker.. She is just a mere playful and giggly innocent angel child. As Kougar strokes her beautiful golden locks with a comb,  trying to untangle the small web of bubble gum in one of her locks of hair.. It was Probably Sebastian that was the one that gave her the gum in the first place.. As Ska starts to get very fidgety and starts to complain, Kougar gives her a little annoyed look like a parent would to their child after getting into mischief.  “I almost have it out.. Hold on and stay still my Little Firefly..” As Kougar grabs a pair of scissors, mumbling under her breath. “No more Gum for you, until you learn to chew it and not to get in in your hair.” As she then snips off the yucky pink blob that was on her Golden curls.. “Okay, its all out..”  Then she ran her fingers through Ska’s hair, and called to the Doggen Katil who is her favorite servant. “Mirror please.” He then bows down to little Ska showing herself in the mirror, and getting her approval that the Gum disaster is all over.

But just in that moment a Sharp pain was Felt, and Kougar immediately hunched forward, holding her stomach, as short but loud cries erupted out of nowhere.  Her breathing started to pick up. “Katil get Miss Ska to Sebastian!” Another wave of pain then started to come, followed by more screams.. Little Ska became instantly frightened by seeing Kougar in immense pain, and then was ushered out of John’s office by Katil, as she asked repeatedly what was going on. And Katil got her into the hallway, told her to go find Sebastian to play with. And explained to Ska that Kougar’s baby was coming. Kougar could not spend any more time with her right now because of the Delivery of this Child. Katil went back into the office with Kougar still screaming.. And Little Ska ran off down the hallway and disappeared.

Kougar then told Katil she wanted to be in her private chamber for a little more privacy. Katil proceeded to get Kougar up.. But the Pain was too much. Kougar’s Voice sent curdling waves down the Hall. Her vision was getting blurry from the tears of Pain that overwhelmed her.. It seemed like it would take forever to get to her private chamber. But then another Doggen came into the Hallway wheeling a wheelchair very quickly! And within a short amount of time they both got her to her private chamber, and made her as comfortable as possible.  She then yelled for her Husband John as the pain continued.. Sweat now beaded upon Kougar’s forehead. But her efforts would fall on deaf ears.. There was no way to awaken him from his weakened and coma like state.. She would have to go through and bare his child without him. She screamed once again in agony, calling out John’s name, looking toward the door.. As if awaiting for a Miracle to happen.. But the Miracle she was looking for never came..

And then it Happened.. Kougar’s water Broke!!

And a long shadow entered the room first, before being recognized on who it was, while another shadow formed just after.. It was Michael and Saya here to help.  They brought many towels and some cool water to aid Kougar in her Labor. And not a second to late, as Michael could see the added stress Kougar was making which only furthered to complicate the situation.. As Saya grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off her forehead, she held her hand to bring her comfort.. And a weak smile showed from Kougar, thanking them for being here before another contraction would hit, and sent more Screams echoing through the mansion.

But while all this was going on, Little Ska did not go to find Sebastian.. Instead she went off the Mansions Grounds and Summoned for the Demon Belial, who she has Quite the Fondness for.. And when he appeared, she asked for his Help in regards to the Pain Kougar was going through. All she knew was that a Baby was coming, and Kougar was extreme pain.. But Belial, However, Already Knew! And also knew that Little Ska was unaware of Kougar’s HATE for him. So what a better gesture of making nice, than Belial offering Little Ska his pet to help: Aura The Goddess of Wolves! She would help and assist.

Belial then Summoned for Aura. And she appeared almost Instantly. Belial told Aura to go with Little Ska, and Help in Kougar’s Birth of her child. This would be the Door to Opportunity for the Future! Aura Quickly Followed Little Ska, racing back to the Mansion.. And then following the echoing screams back to Kougar’s private chamber..

Meanwhile, Sweat was pouring off Kougar’s skin like a leaky faucet, along with the Tears of Immense Pain that soaked her cheek. As Saya was doing all she could to keep her cool with wet towels, the hours passed by. Kougar’s body temperature was rising fast.. And Michael was assessing the situation after each contraction, only to find the baby is breech.. Kougar would need to breath deep in order for the next steps to follow.

“Please…” Kougar groaned in pain, “Please give me the Epidural!” Kougar than begged for an Epidural Drug to relieve some of the pain..

“Kougar, I’m sorry but I can’t. The drug would affect you’re ability to deliver a vampire child. There’s too much at risk and I promised John I wouldn’t let anything happen to you during this.” The mortal risks were too strong for Kougar. Already her chances of dying while giving birth to this baby were extremely high, but the drug would take away her ability to remain present through the birth not to mention it would affect this child. Kougar screamed yet again from the Pain, and called out John’s name!!

 “J J O H N N ! ? !” 

Michael chimed in and spoke in a reassuring, and calm manner.. “You can do this Kougar! Look at me and concentrate!! Breathe!!” But then in that moment Ska entered the room, to see something a young child should not see.. Kougar then saw her! But before something could be said, a long growing shadow entered the room behind Little Ska.  When the Form was finally seen, it was Aura!! Kougar’s breathing than became very erratic and she then was sent into a Panic.. Kougar’s Claws extended out, piercing Saya’s hand by accident.. “GET THIS” Hard Heavy Breathing Followed By More Screams. “EVIL DOG OOUUTA HERE!!” As Little Ska then Chirped In soo Innocently. “But.. but… I brought her here to Help yooouu!! She Isn’t Gonna Hurt You!! I Promise!” But before anymore words could be exchanged, Kougar became light headed and dizzy, her eyes rolled back into her head..

With the stress of her Lover Not being here to Support her, and having to go through this supernatural birthing process with a baby that is now breech was too much. Aura being here finally pushed Kougar to her Limits and Passed right out.. But before even Michael could tell Aura to get out, he realized the umbilical cord was twisting around the baby’s neck.. It was going to take another person to help him, to turn the baby around and untwist the cord..

Michael then spoke in a manner that was far from gentle.. “Alright, Aura you can Help. But Try Anything To Harm Her, you will not only feel the Brotherhood’s wrath but My own and Saya’s. Not to mention, Be’lials.” Michael knew the importance of this child. He also knew that Be’lial had plans and whatever they were, he and Aura weren’t to be fully trusted. He wasn’t faced with a choice. The emergency of the situation called for her help and he would allow it only because he trusted that Aura wouldn’t do anything, yet. As Aura then spoke to Michael to reassure him. “I will…give my word as an alpha that no harm will befall upon Kougar, or anyone else including the baby in my presence. As an alpha if we give our word, no matter what it is for we must keep our word until it is broken upon certain events or by betrayal. I give you my promise.” bows respectively.

Michael then nodded and spoke. “Good. Now get over here and do exactly as I say. Saya, I need you to guide her hands. Here,”  He was just about to perform the C-section when Saya interrupted him, “Michael…her breathing..” Mismatched hues darted to her chest. He handed off the blade to do the C-section while moving to Koguar’s head. Placing a hand upon her forehead and just above her heart, Michael closed his eyes to focus and let some of his own energy pour into her. Passing out, overwhelmed or not put both mother and child in jeopardy and he need to ensure that both lived. Energy poured from his hands to Kougar to give her strength and so that he could slowly awaken her when the time was right. Saya and Aura would have to help the Baby Quickly, in order to get Kougar the medical attention she needed afterwards. With no time to lose each member performed their part until finally Aura was untangling the twisted umbilical cord carefully. The First Sounds of Crying was then heard! The Baby was going to be Alright! Now it was time to heal the Mother! As Michael used his Angelic ability to heal Kougar, Aura cleaned up the little one that was still crying.

Screaming to the World, I am Here!

It was a moment of Warmth and Reflection, that differences and war could be put aside for this miracle to Happen.. Kougar than woke, hearing the sounds of her and John’s Baby crying! She asked if the baby was alright, as she then saw Aura coming toward her, with the baby in Aura’s arms, and giving the Baby to Kougar.. Kougar looked in Awe at the little one with Tears of Joy. After looking at the baby and snuggling the little one in her arms in awe, she then looked to Aura, Michael, Saya, and then to Little Ska. Individually thanking them with a smile before looking back to her and John’s Baby. With a Warm But Tired Glowing Smile, she Held Him ever so Gently. Cuddling him as tears flowed down her cheek as she whispered with Excitement!

“Its A Boy!!”

ღ Kyle Skinwalker Tehrror ღ

Welcomed The World

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SEPTEMBER 5, 2015

The Marble Grave Stone Crumbled To The Ground
Much Like Tossing Stale Crumbled Bread For The Crows..
The Words That Were Written Are Now Cracked Or Gone..
And The Rest In Peace Was Anything But….

Ethan Krieg is Alive By His Numerous Lies..

Lies About The Principles of What He Was Fighting For..
As He took a Thief and Let Her To Believe
And Had Her Follow His Chasing Dream..
As Then The Bodies Mounted In Many Different States
As He Sugar Coated Any Mistakes..
Love…

Manipulated, And Played..
Right Under My Nose..
How Could I Been Too Blind To See?

As I Then Shortly There After Committed A Horrible Act for Which I Regretted..
Which Only Furthered To Play InTo His Future Benefit..
Where I Thought I Had Done Something So Wrong..
By Being The Cheating Heart For A Callous Mistake..
And He Happily Accepted And Used It To Play His Finally Take..
Suicide

He Lives To Play These Fucked Up Games..

Making You Feel Guilty and that You are To Blame..

And That it is All Your Fault For This Dead Mans Empty Lot..

And Adding To The Baggage That Was Already Brought..

But Now I Know It Was All A Fake..
As Our Paths Crossed In The Windy Ghetto City
With Electrifying Green Eyes that Flashed Across The Horizon of Blue..
He Was Very Much Alive And Well With Something To Do..
And Now I Know The Truth Behind Green Eyes That Lied..

But What Will This Bring Me Now?
Hate!!

More Hate Than Before!!
As It Piles On So Thick
Like The Dead Corpses He Left Behind..
Even His Own Brother Is Dead By His Own Hands..
He Is Something Of A Living Work Art Who Makes Dead Art..
With No Real Working Heart
And With Only The Fucked Up Morals That He Believes To Be True..

But Wait!

My Morals Are Just As Screwed!!

So Maybe Just Maybe He Is Right On Just One?
To Stay Independent….
Dont Wait For A Rescue..

And Become A Dependant..

Think For Yourself…
Because In Reality Thats All You Have If You Wanna Get By…

And Live To Survive..

But The Rest Of His Morals Can All Go To Hell…

He Will Use You And He Will Abuse You
To His Sickest Sweet Dreams Come True
And He Will Corrupt Your State of Mind..
And Fuck With Your Naked Heart..

And If He Deems It Right In His Morals
Or His Code Of Ethics For Money
Then Yes He Will Kill You Without A Second Thought..

He Is Out To Prove That Just Because He Is A Face In Crowd
Doesn’t mean He Isn’t a Force To Be Reckoned With..
He Will Never Answer To Being Called a NOBODY..

His Name Is Ethan, Name Meaning= Strong
And Krieg Meaning= War and Argumentative
He Is Ethan Krieg..
Born Legacy..

And Killer..

And A Man I Wish To Forget!!

Sincerity and Sarcasm

Sincerity Is The Tone Of Warmth..

To Feel Ones Warm Skin Or The Air They Breath..

And To Show Understanding In This World We Weave..

Without Words Written In Black And White..

But Yet In Color And Full Of Wonderful Life..

To Acknowledge Them

With Open Arms And Open Minds..

And To Show Some True Compassion

Of This World Of Yours And Mine..

Whether It Be From

A Shoulder, An Ear, A Tear Or Smile..

Its To Know That You Are There..

Even If Its For Just Short While..

Now..

Sarcasm Is The Tone Of Cold..

To Feel The Frigid Bitterness

Of The Death That Plays At Your Back..

With Little To No Understanding

Of Wanting To Give Back..

As There Acknowledgement Becomes Words

That Are Spoken In Ugly Deceit

There Betrayal Becomes Evident

And Will Laugh At Your Retreat

For The Words That They Hear…

They Will Not Shed A Single Solitary Tear..

For There FrostBite Is The Dead Of There Blackened Cold Bodies..

That Will Caress And Kill Each An Every Body..

Because They Have No Heart For Them To Spare..

They Are Just Chilled Cold Bones In There Despair..

                      At 9:56pm on May 17, 2013,  Kougar Kyle™Tehrror aka-Catwoman said…

So May It Rain On Your Wonderfull Birthday!!

AnD Here is Some Lovely Birthday Gifts

For My Favorite and Only Sister I Have!!

Love You!!

Sweet Roses!!

A Pair of Leather & Lace, Kick Ass Boots!!

A Journal For All Your Poems & Special Moments!!

A Very Special Puppy To Lick Your Face!!

A Meatball & Pasta Dinner

Strawberry Ice Cream To Gorge On!!

And Your Awesome Birthday Cake!!

I Went Out of My Way For You, Because You Are My Sister..

I Went Out Of My Way For You, Because You Are My Family..

I Went Out of My Way For You, To Show You How Important You Are To Me..

I Went Out Of My Way For You, To Make You Feel Special Because You Were To Me..

I Went Out Of My Way For You Because I Could Feel Us Slipping..

And I Wanted To Stop It… Because I Loved You More Than Anything..

But you Proved, that with Your New Boyfriend In Your Life, that you Really had not the Time or Interest for me, Your Sister..

And you Called me Whinney, after all the times I heard you Whine to me about the love{s} before you met your latest Boyfriend… And how you would never find true love again..

And then you went as far as to call me a “cunt” after you deleted me out of your life..

I asked you to try to meet me half way before you deleted me, and work with me as a Sister to resolve this..

And you showed no interest and belittled me..

And not once did I say mean remarks to belittle you..

I just figured if you wanted to part ways, that it would be without any dramatics..

But I should have known.. Because you are dramatic, mean, and disrespectful.. And just plain cruel.. You truly have no understanding of the word “Love” at all..

Im Glad Your Gone.. Because I Dont Have Room For People Who Have No Love In There Heart.. And Only Hate..

You Are Definitely The Demon You Are!

With No Human Compassion Or Emotion..

A Typical Demon That Is Self Centered..

And Wishes To Bring Pain and Sorrow..

And For That, ~I Truly Feel Sorry For You..~

You Will Never Understand Humans..

Or The Love From One..

Because If You Did You Would Not Have Destroyed What We Had As Sisters..

You Hurt Me Beyond Repair.

But I Will No Longer Cry From The Pain That You Caused..

As I Now Dry My Eyes, And Wipe The Last Salty Tears Off To The Floor..

And Push My Raven Soft Hair Away From Where It Was Before..

I Will No Longer Be Your Puppet or Doll To Control..

For Words Are Just That..

WORDS!!

So With That In Mind..

I Remove Your Invisible Strings..

And All The Elements That You Bind In Darkness To Try To Harm Me..

And Let Your Words Fall On Deaf Ears..

You No Longer Matter To Me..

So I Am No Longer Mad Or Sad..

I Just Dont Care About You..

Or Believe in You..

And I Certainly No Longer Love You..

You Are Shallow and Hollow

And Your Heart & Soul Shows How Truly Dead You Are  On The Inside..

May You Live Happily For All Eternity In Your Own Raging Personal Hell..

As The Cooling Embers Lay Before Your Feet..

And The Sweet Whispers Of The Words

Sisters

~Nevermore~

Cross My Ribbon Lips And Into Wind, Fire and Hellish Heat!!

 Never To Be Heard Anymore!!

 

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3D Rough Draft of Kougar’s Penthouse..

It Goes.

Top Floor Living Area..

Ground Floor Garage and Wildlife Area..

And Basement Floor Wildlife Area and Workshop..

Now Here is Everything At Night!!

This is Top Floor Living Area!!

Ground Floor

Basement Floor

This Was All Done By One Of My Best Friends In RL

Who I Have Called As Hardison Through The Years

As A Character Name..

Even Though He Doesn’t RP..

Only A Few People In RL Know That I RP

And He Is One Of The Few I Shared My Thoughts With

About My Own RP Penthouse And What It Would Look Like..

And This Was His Gift To Me On My Day!!

Thank you Hardison!!

The whole thing started about 3 months ago upon the grounds of Nahar’ u Kishori.. My Hellren’s place of work.. I had gotten into an all out fight with Ska Skinwalker.. It was a fight, that had been coming.. And Many secrets unleashed to my Childhood, as I had placed a lot of Blame on her.. She is a servant to Lucifer.. Owned and Marked as His Property..

The Words Flew That Day.. As Well as the Attacks.. And My Hellren got in the Middle of it, trying to Separated us from an All Out Cat Fight.. Only for Us Both, to get Slammed back into a Wall, by the Meer Power Ska Had Shown, and my head Hit the wall a little to Hard, knocking me out unconscious..

I dont know for how long I was out for.. All I remember was waking up in my own private room that I have for when I stay in Kishori..  And seeing a Blurr vision of my Lovers face, sitting on the bed, next to me.. And stroking my hair and face. And asking if I was alright.. I had told him I had a little headache, but really it was pounding.. But I didnt want to tell him.. And that I couldnt focus right.. All of my senses from getting hit, were all off.. And he said he would take care of me..

As then he would do so, in a cuddling fashion.. And eventually one thing led to another.. And his Essences, would Give Hot Warmth that Showered Between my Legs, as Every Thrust Went Deeper and Deeper, Penetrating Me So Rivetly.. As My Daemon Soul Inside then Moved.. As it felt like it was Being Pulled out of me…

And in that Very Moment.. Ska Walked In…

And you Can Imagine the Fight that Broke Out Yet  Again.. As it Chair Went Flying Towards Me.. And She Called Me Whore!! As I quickly Rolled out of the way..

She Was Going To Kill Me.. And thats when I turned and Looked at My Lover and Hellren, John..  But his face and body started to Phase and Change.. It Wasnt My Lover At All.. It Was..

Be’Lial!!

And The Anger that Fueled In Ska’s Eyes, Was That Of Revenge and Rage!! And My Private Room Became A Blown Up Destructive Mess! As Furniture Got Thrown and Broke, and Walls Got Holes.. And Everything Just Shook From The Chaos and Madness..

And then Michael, the Archangel appeared.. Putting Me In A Protective Force Field.. As more Chaos Happened.. So much Chaos, I cant even remember it all in its entirety. The only thing I then remember seeing was Ska running Towards Be’Lial.. And wrapping her Arms around him… And then Ska and Be’lial were Both gone… Like Magic..

And it was just Michael the archangel and myself..

I Told Michael, I couldnt handle this.. I didnt want John to know.. I was afraid John would find out.. Afraid he would be mad to learn of what happened.. And even more afraid, he would try to Attempt to Kill Be’lial and only Getting Himself, Hurt or Killed.. And I didnt want that to Happen..

But Michael said he would help me.. He would take away all this pain that just happened.. But it would  only be temporary.. But I had to stay on Kishori grounds and work on one of two projects of myself.. To learn or remember more of my past when I was young child.. And I wouldnt be permitted to  leave Kishori grounds until one of the projects was completed.. Or else my memories would flood back sooner than I wanted too.. And that I would have to start immediately on these projects.. And I agreed..

So Michael then erased all my memories to the event that took place.. And then let me go to go see my Hellren.. As the last thing I remember was getting knocked out by Ska..

And thats when I found John outside and then Saw Aura the Wolf, And John On The Ground by Her Feet.. As I thought she was going to Attack Him.. And I ran to his Aid, Snarling and Growling at Aura, as I Knelt to my Lovers Side..

But John told me, it wasnt anything for me to fear.. Her and John struck some bargin.. That the Wolves would no longer attack the Vampires.. And assured me to go back inside the Kishori Mansion.. As to which I did.. Reluctantly.. I Didnt Trust Aura.. Something felt off about her.. That and the fact, I never liked Wolves all that much.. As I then headed for the library.. And soon found Michael.. Where I began to work on the projects with his guidance..

And Days turned into Weeks so quickly.. Michael had me really working hard, and concentrating.. But I felt at one point in the early stages of the days that followed, that John had left the Mansion… I dont know why.. We had both become so absorbed in our work that needed to get done..

And then it finally happened I had break through in learning on how to extract my Daemon soul from myself.. It was Good feeling that I achieved.. But it was also very Tiring.. And with that achievement, I thought I earned a little break, or nap for myself.. As I then went back to my room for a nap.. Only to see Be’lail in my Dreams.. But was I dreaming? Or was I awake? As he then pointed to me still Sleeping.. I was confused, and didnt even know why he was here.. As then he flushed the memories back into my mind.. As he Taunted me in a Cruel Fashion and Pointed to My Stomach!! And I then Woke to a Sick Nauseousness feeling.. And fell off the Bed, to puke into a Garbage Can..

And then saw Ska come into my Room, calling me a Whore and Cheater.. As she then started to Attacking Me and my Weak and Off Guarded State..  Until John came in, and tried to stop her from hurting me, and to find out for himself, that I did have Sex with Be’lial.. And thats when the Choas Rose and Filled the Room.. And Michael once again appeared Back in my Room.. Banishing John from his Own Kishori Mansion to Cool Off, as Michael Fought against Ska, so that I could get out of the room.. And retreat to a safe place.. But with John gone from the Mansion in a Forced Unnatural Manner.. It sent Chaotic Vibes Through out the Whole Place.. And the Mansion became Dark, and Creatures became Violent, and Would Attack Anything That Moved.. Including Me!! As I was getting Dive Bombed by Harpies, that were Pulling and Tearing at my Nightgown.. Until Finally a Doggen lead me away from that, and into a secret passage away from the Violence.. And a room that was protected by Him…

But it was Only Protected for soo Long.. As I think I remained there for another Few Days.. Maybe a Week? As Ska had transformed to a Darker Person during this Time as she Stood By Lucifer’s side.. A person called Audra.. And she was Out to Kill This Unborn Baby and Myself.. She wanted the Blood to be Split every where by Her Hands!!  As she then Grabbed me by the Throat, with Bloody Hunger in Her Eyes… And then Michael, John, Be’ Lial, and Aura all Showed Up.. And Michael’s Voice Pierced into Audra’s Ears.. As Michael Told Audra that the Child I was Carrying was In Fact, John’s and Not Be’Lials..

And she Dropped me to the Ground.. But the Fight didnt End There.. It Only Made It Worse, as Audra became Ska Again.. And She Did Not Fill Her Orders Given to Her By Lucifer.. And Lucifer Quickly Wrapped Ahold of Ska’s Body, with his Poison Filled Fingers, and Took her Away to the Depths of the Mansion and into the Abyss.. As John Started Fighting with Be’Lial, Aura was Fighting with Doggen.. And Michael Left in Despair to Ska being Gone.. Everything was a Mess.. And no one even Realized I was even there..

As I then quickly and quietly left.. As I became unaware that Aura got away from the Doggen.. And followed after me.. Where I ended up having to run from a Large Orge Creature, that had Gotten into the Mansion.. And we bothed Followed one another trying to get out from Harms way.. Until finally I got away from both the Orge.. And found myself in the kitchen.. Where John eventually showed, and More Words Flew of Out Of Anger..

He didnt even realize I left the once protective room, until sometime much later.. And all of his thoughts were on Ska.. As his Words Rang Loud and True, That Ska was His Soul Mate.. His Soul was Forever Tied To Hers.. And those Words Broke My Heart In Two..

Not Only Was He More Obsessed About Her Well Being, But He hadnt even Acknowledged about US, about Our Child.. Our Love.. And I felt I was nothing more than like a Second Wife into His Eyes.. But he tried to show how much his feeling were toward me.. But at the same time, so much had happened.. We could Both Only Feel Scarred Anger That In Bedded in Both of Us..

His Soul was Attached to Ska’s..

And Ska had Saved My Life Twice..

So John Kissed my Lips ever so Softly..

And then Off he Went…

To Go Rescue Ska from Lucifer..

And so that Our Conversation Of What Will Become The Future Can then Befold.. And See Where Our Love Both Stands For One Another…

He Is Still My Mate..

My Hellren..

My Lover..

And I Wont Dare Walk Away

Until I Know Where We Both Stand

And How We Both Feel..

I Still Love Him…

And He Is Still…

MINE!!

Dear Diary..

             Once again.. I found my own Hell on Earth… Ska and Be Lial have managed to Conspire and Rip me Apart from John.. As I found myself sick with nauseousness from only having learned that I am now Pregnant.. With a Baby growing inside me, that could be that of Be Lials… How stupid of me for allowing my Trust to be Blinded.. I am Nothing More than Pathetic Weak Human Given a Gift, which I took as A Curse.. And now finding its too Late…

            How could John a Vampire, understand this? Understand that I allowed myself to be Fooled by such ChildHood Trickery in by his World… I should have been Smarter.. It was All of Ska’s Plan to Cut me Down, Vein by Vein.. Nail, by Nail, Muscle by Muscle, leaving me nothing but Shame, and Betrayal.. How could I have been soo Stupid??

           And to have this “Thing” inside me.. That I Dont even know who’s it is.. Leave me Feeling Dead Inside.. As the Blackness Seeps into My Heart.. And feeding the Child with Misery, Tears, and Hate with Despair.. Ohh  God, What Have Done?!? This was Suppose to be My Happiest Day Of Our Lives, And Its Turned Into Bloody Nightmare that is Real!! As the Disgust just Pours out of my Skin, and Drips into a Puddle on the Floor with no reflection back..

           I have no one to Blame but myself… To be Mixed up in a World I know Nothing About.. And Leave my Trust Unguarded.. I Wanted a Real Family Soo Badly, with the Man that I Loved and Called Mine!! And To Be Apart of His World, In This Dark Realm with his Family and Friends.. And Grow To Be Strong Shellan for Him to be Proud Of!! Has now been Severed…. Cut like Cord..

           I Dont Belong Here.. I Dont Belong With Anyone…

Im Pathetic.. I Should Just Let my Misery Run My Life.. I Have Nothing Anymore to Offer..

And I Practically About To Beg at Deaths Door..

Ahh God!! Help Me???

PLEEAAASSEE???

When I was a teenager about Sixteen or Seventeen years old.. I had started causing more trouble against my step-father.. And rebelling against him.. And the Brutal Beatings he gave me, were no longer having the same effect.. As it had becoming Numbing..

So he decided to take me someplace to Desensitize me, Mentally instead of Physically now.. But of coarse he didn’t tell me what he had in store for me.. So I just assumed he was having me case a place out to steal something later on for him.. But as we arrived at this warehouse at the bad side of town,  I entered inside with my step-father and realized it was a gambling event taking place.. But not the type of gambling you would normal think of..

Men.. Owners of Slaves.. And Spectators.. And the Slaves themselves were there.. And these Slaves were Forced to Kill for there Own Lives as their Owners Placed Wagers on Them.. It was a Sick and Disgusting Sport of Russian Roulette .. And the Blood that Stained the Walls and Covered Cement Floors, from the Deaths that Already Occurred, now lay in a Corner Pilled On One Another..

My step-father then placed a firm grip on both my shoulders and lead me to an area to get a better view.. As I was the only female there.. And was his Property..  The Smell of Death Curdled in the Air and started to Sour my Stomach.. And then it got worse, when I saw the slaves that were there, had numbers on there shirts..

Many Men were Crying.. There Sanity being pushed to the Breaking Point.. But one man remained mostly calm as his eyes were a Piercing Hazel.. Clearly Praying and Looking for a way Out..

Number 13..

He then was pushed into the ring with another slave in front of him, and another slave behind him.. It was a circle of slaves..  The guns were raised that were handcuffed to there wrists of the slaves and pointed to the head of the slave in front of them, by the Barking Orders of One Man That Orchestrated This Mad Game. The sweat poured off the Brows of these Poor Men who Wanted Out. The crowd of people All Around Cheered with Excitement to such a Sick an Grotesques Thing About To Take Place..

And Then It Happened!! The Signal was Given, and Sounds of Gunshots that had Gone Off For Some of Slaves as the Noise Echoed in My Ears in Unison. I Jumped with a Stiff Fright and ended up Turning to Puke..  My Step-father’s hands gripped me Tighter and turned me back around to keep me in my place.. As I saw the Blood Spray upon the faces of some of the other slaves in the ring. And some of the Spectators as well.. Many Men Dropped to the Ground in a Now Bloody Lifeless Body, that had Gone Cold.. While the others that survived, Screamed in Terror for the Madness of what they had Done.. And My eyes had flicked to Number 13, who bent down fighting the urge to Puke of Such Mental Anguish and Cruelty..

And then all of sudden Number 8 tries to Run for Freedom, only to get Knocked Down and Thrown Back in the Ring.. As the survivors are then rounded back up again in a ring formation..

And another Unison Shots are Fired Again on the Signal.. And Three of the Six Men Remaining Go Down.. And then Number 4 Breaks and Charges at a Guard.. “BANG” One Cold Shot is Fired from the Guard, and the Number 4 drops.. Now there is only Two Men Left.. Number 17 and Number 13..

Tears now now fill eyes watching this Event.. I finally understood why my step-father brought me here.. To teach me a lesson, of what he could do to me.. That I was only his step-daughter with in public view.. But outside of that, I was just an Owned Slave.. And this was a Sharp Reminder, that I was Nothing More than just a Servant for him.. Another Slave..And he could Dispose of me of whenever his Choosing..

As I then wiped away the tears, the fear had now sunk in, and I began to shake uncontrollably all over my body, wanting to leave.. But was forced to stay and watch.. I then noticed Number 13 dropping to knees and wiping the sweat from his forehead.. As a guard then abruptly came forward and Jabbed Number 13 in the Ribs, causing him to stand back on his feet..

And Number 13 Cursed in Heavy English Accent..

“Fuck you. I swear to god, I will make you pay for this.” As the Guard just Smirked Dark and Cold at him.. And the final around had now begun.. Both Men stood face to face..

The Signal was Given.. And nothing Happen, but the sound of “Clicks”.. And Both Men Number 17 and Number 13 are forced to take 13 steps back, heading towards the Blood covered walls, as they turn back around.. With sickness in there eyes, and on the Verge of Mentally Breaking..

Then the Last Signal is Given, and One Shot is Heard.. And Number 17 Falls to the Ground.. As Number 13 is Dragged Away, and Starts Screaming, “I WON! Let me go! I WON!” The Spectators Curse or Cheer as some went to get there Winnings..

This was A Human Trafficking Twisted Game..

Decade or so Later, After I had Gotten Free from my Step-Father, Fate Lead Me to the Man with the Hazel Piercing Eyes.. Number 13.. And I learned of his Name.. Jensen Ames.. We became friends after that, he taken on other Alias names in his life.. Like Frank Martin.. And Chev Chelios.. He was now Working as a Transporter and Trying To Make a Happy and Better Life For Himself..

But as to the Memory of that Day, this is what Helped Made Me Become Who I Am.. Why I Rule With A Whip And Not A Gun.

I Hate the Sound.. I Hate The Cold Metal.. And I Hate The Senseless Destruction Of  Death That Comes From It..

And I will Never Forget It..

     It has been so long.. And I was soo young.. The pain of everything made me block out the memories of where Im really from.. A Little planet called Gemiriar.. Where Daemon Animals walked along side the Human Mortal Partners.. I remember the faint images of a Rich Promising Life.. The people there dressed in a Aristocrat Fashion, like from the 1930’s Time period for Earth.. And the Majority of my Planet was Filled by Wealth.. The Gemiriar People Loved Technology, and Made Beautiful Striking Things To Show And Impress One Another.. They Loved Living In High Standards, And Beauty and Grace With Proper Strict Manners and Forums..  As They InDulged In The Good Life Of Gold, Silver, and Other Precious Materials.. And Loved To Create New Inventions For Societies Travels, and Hobbies..

As the People of Gemiriar would go to Parties and Social Gatherings and Smoke the Finest Cigars and have the Most Lavishing Dinners as they Discussed there Next Projects of New Wonderful Things Made to be Draped in Gold.. As Every City was Beautiful.. And the small towns that were poor, remained distant and out of sight from ones eye.. As if it was an unpleasant sight to be looked upon by the aristocratic society. And treated like the plague..

      But then other Memories, soon filled my Mind.. Like the Twisting Vortex, of Storm Soo Bright and Violent..

And during the Storm that had Present Itself as Scary, and for the Gemiriar People, you can possibly understand why, I had pushed back those memories into my mind to be Lost and Forgotten.. But Due to A Fallen Angel, who was Responsible for My Fears as Child.. She Came Back Into My Life, As I was Now an Adult.. And UnLock Some of Suppressed Memories, that Flood Me Into Like An Evil Vortex Again of Sharp Pain..

Yes, These are My Memories..

The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly..

The Things that had ImPrinted On To Me.

To Make Me Apart Of The Individual I Am Today…

From the Things that I Derive From..

This is me.

Sylina Kyle

Aka

Kougar Kyle

Tony and I have had a relationship that has lasted thru several years.. It started out as gathering info about Him, and then somehow changed.. So many things happened that I cant get to all the details, and yet our friendship still held strong.. I started looking to him as Father figure.. The father I always wanted to have and fill the void of the pain I had as a child.. And not having a father that loved me.. Tony filled that Void and loved me, and protected me as like a real Dad would.. I honestly felt like his real daughter…

And then I hear a rumor, and needed to see for myself.. Tony had a real daughter, and didnt even tell me.. He wanted to protect her from the media.. So he kept that secret from me.. I was completely Crushed and Hurt.. It was one thing when he kept secrets of him going over seas, because I worried and would try to stop him.. But this??? I mean C’mon?? Im a Thief!! He knew That!! He knew I avoided the Media and General public, and he couldnt Tell me?? Why??

Such a Huge Fight Broke out.. I felt like he couldnt trusst me and didnt want me apart of his life.. Im not his real daughter.. And I will never be..

So, then I just took off.. And I told My Love Everything that Happened.. And his advice to me, was to be the bigger person, and forgive him.. But I dont know how?? How am I suppose to forgive him?? To forgive him, is to let go.. To let the pain come back into my heart, and remember that he isnt my real father.. And accept that.. That I cant keep believing on having a shred of false happiness to erase the pain from my childhood.. Dammitt!! I love Tony like a Real Dad!! We have so many Things In Common like a Real Father and Daughter would!! But Im Not… Im Not His Real Daughter.. And Would Never Be!!

I Asked John Matthew To Give Me His Senses Of A Cherry..

And This Was His Reply!!

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At 3:05pm on May 1, 2012, John Matthew Tehrrorsaid…

       Ethan Krieg and Christopher Chance have both been dead for over 6 months now.. I never thought in a million years that they would both take their lives.. But they did… It sadden and sicking me.. Its my fault that Ethan is Dead.. And my Beautiful Sweet Emmy, couldnt handle Chances Death either.. As the Demon/Vampire that she is, she killed herself and then returned, but No Longer being called Ember, as she now takes the name of Azazel… But even with her changed name, I know for a fact, she still carries his Locket Deep in her Pocket…

Chance Krieg died first.. He couldnt handle the changes of what he feared the most, but did it anyways for her.. Only for him to go mentally crazy.. I had been in prison at the time and could do nothing.. But when I had escaped with help, I learned of Nightman and Frank Martin being there in the Cementary when he took his life.. They both tried to stop him, but they both failed… For awhile I Blamed Nightman for Chance’s Death.. He was the only one that had a Reason to Kill Chance if he wanted to.. But he Cared more for his Teacher than I thought..

Not long after, I went to Chance’s business partners place.. Guerrero’s.. I wanted steal a token of my Teacher’s prized Daggers.. I wanted to learn the Hand Trick he had Showed me, but Guerrero Caught me.. We Hashed it out with Words, and then he Yelled at me, for Ethan not being there at the funeral. I didnt know what to say.. I Blamed myself for Ethan’s Depression of not going to his own Brothers Funeral..

And then sometime not long after, I hear a Rumor that Ethan is Now Dead.. I went to see Frank Martin, As now I Blamed Frank for Killing Ethan.. But Frank didnt, and without any words he showed me how Ethan Died.. He took a finger to his head to represent a gun and suicide.. And Frank Watched Ethan Die, and did Absolute Nothing to Save him.. He had told me, that someone wanted him gone.. And Ethan was at the point he just didnt care anymore, because I Broke his Heart, and there was Nothing that could ever be fixed.. So he Gladly Killed himself, for who ever wanted him dead, as to this day, I still dont know who that was.. And may never know.. But I do believe it was the same person that Hired Frank Martin to Rescue me from Prison, but at the same time, it was Frank Martin that took Ethan Krieg’s Body, and had it burned to leave no Trace to his Existence anymore.. And shortly there after, Frank changed his name to Jensen Ames.. So now there is only Two Stones in the Cemetery but there is No Bodies There. I think that was my Breaking Point.. Where Life started to take me on another bad path.. A path I chose to go down on.. A path that would Eventually Turn for the Better.

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I was young.. I think I had to been four or five years old.. I was going somewhere with my parents.. And there was a storm moving in that night.. I remember seeing a green flashes of the lighting, and the winds blew my hair back away from face, as we arrived at some building.. It seemed fimiliar to me.. White halls, and I can hear other childen and daemon animals in other rooms.. I was carrying Kitt in my arms, my Daemon animal soul that was a Black Cat at the time, as my parents lead me down the hall..

“Mummy, why are we here? Im tired I wanna go home..” Mummy and Daddy have some work we need to finish.. It wont take long, I promise Sweety..”

As she then touches my cheek, and looks at me with a smile that I dont feel right about.. And I turn to look at Daddy, but he doesnt acknowledge me, he just keeps looking straight ahead.. As then I hear a Crack of Lighting, and Thunder So Loud, it Sounds Like the Gods Are Bowling as it Echoes in All Directions, and the Lights Flicker in the building, and my parents lead me into a room, with other adults, wearing some sort of white lab coats or something..

“Mummy I want to goo Hooome!! Im scared!!”

As I remember the Lightening Crashes Again..

“Hunny your safe, Im here.. And the Thunder wont Hurt you”

As she bends down to take my hand and lead to the center of the room where there is this Metal box type chamber or something, and I look at all the people in the room, and something inside me, telling me something isnt right, and I feel the pull of my mothers hand pulling me forward.. And in that moment, I break free from her grip, and turn dropping Kitt as Kitt Runs with me, and I Run out of the Room, and the Down the Hall.. As my mother turns and looks back in Shock, that slipped thru her Grip..

“Sylina!! Come Back Here!! Ssylinnaaa!!”

As she and the people in the lab coats go chasing after me.. And then out of no where, two men with a different type of uniforms, come around the corner of the other end of the hallway, and Kitt and Myself ran right into them, and they scoop us up, as I start to scream and fight, and Another Loud Clasp of Thunder Crashes, and I Look at the Man that has me, and I Pass Out From the Anxiety of Fear..