The Siring of a mad mad woman (ashurrah and Deirdre)

[Nikolae]

Nikolae was silent for a long moment, peering over his childes face as though searching for chinks in her armor. There were quite a few. She was a dragon with a heart of fire, despite her frigid outer shell - or what he suspected she pretended was an icy exterior. In truth, Deirdre would always be a soft-spoken, kind creature. He didn't fault her that, nor was he disappointed in it. So long as she shined, so long as she never allowed anyone to defeat her spirit, he would be proud.

"Very well. Be quick about it." He extracted one of his favored blades - but not the most expensive exquisitely made one - from his jacket. He slid it into her hand discreetly, though with the chaos going on around them it was quite doubtful anyone would notice them let alone what they were trading. "I'll transport you in, and then leave. Don't make too much of a mess." He said trustingly.

It took a little concentration, teleporting others where they wished to go. The Dragon passed a hand through his girl-childes hair in a rare moment of affection before his golden eyes narrowed with thought. His power seemed to expand from him, or at least that was the way it felt - like it was leaping out of his body to do his bidding. It always left him feeling a little less afterwards, until he regained it again. He focused, and projected the image. An instant later he'd sent Deirdre across the way to stand directly behind the strange psychotic human.

"Good luck." He said, quietly, though she probably couldn't hear. Nikolae melted into the crazed crowd, toward the street.

[Deirdre (DELETED 5847)]

The blade somehow felt at home in her hand, like this, this was what she was called out of the Temple tonight for, as the knife thrown by the psychotic human woman sailed barely past the pair of them. "I trust you," she murmured, to Nikolae and the blade he handed her, like the thing had a consciousness, just before the magic, the power he worked grasped her.

It wasn't her first time feeling the grip of teleportation abilities. The first had been, oh, so long ago now, but the storm and quake stood out in her mind. She couldn't make that night go away, no matter how she tried. Each time she left the Temple, she hoped that everyone - Nikolae, Azraeth, Lukken, the strangers she'd met that night - would be safe. And that everyone would find their families safe.

People like this woman, this murderess, stood between humans and such happiness. And now, Deirdre Therese Dragomir could stop her.

"Your reign of fear ends tonight," she murmured, pulling the brunette in and pressing the blade in. It took more effort than the Necromancer could have figured. She wasn't used to holding a knife in such a fashion, but there it was.

Blood.

What was another spray of the stuff on the grass?

[ashurrah (DELETED 6567)]

Neveah did not see the attack as she fell flat on her face unconscious and dead, her human life and reign of sin was indeed over as the evil spirit left her, but this was not cause to celebrate...

The new troublemakers on the playground destroyed it and took notice, one said "look, finally, that ***** Neveah is dead, now's our chance for revenge..." they said as they moved toward the body to dis it "That body is ours, she ain't coming back." They said as they attempted to go after it.

Not only did neveah fail, but her human life was over as well, what was next in this saga is anyone's guess!"

But her human life is now over as is her reign of sin, why the evil spirit left her is anyone's guess...

[ashurrah (DELETED 6567)]

Days later after unknown happenings....

The woman wakes back up in an unknown place, unknown even to her what seems like a new life or something surrounded by vampires and blood, she wakes up "I guess I am in hell again?, I guess this is what I get for what I did, so be it I guess" she said, not knowing she had become something else at the time as she is getting used to her new life...

It was like a black void as she had none of her things, not even the things she had previously, so if Neveah was dead, who is this woman now?

Spirits haul t her and torment her as if the devil herself was paying the woman a visit.

She looked at her hands "What the **** is happening?" She wondered in her supposed new life as she got up and pressed onward in her new state...

So that ends it here, will she turn over a new leaf, what is her new name, will she change allegances?

What now?

But this ends here, but its just the beginning.