Originally posted by FFKadaj
Richard Swan Butler-
"The Unkempt Angel"He lit up another cigarette. He was sitting in an old bar. The barkeep slid him a shotglass filled with whiskey. Richard drank it hastily. He got up and paid the man. He walked out of the bar into the crisp night air. He took a deep breath and inhaled his cigarette again. He tossed it aside, put his hands in his pockets and walked on. He was one of the only humans left. And he was determined to make sure their race wouldn't die out.
*Ayuka opened her eyes and suddenly vomitted on the ground. The antidote had proved useless and instead she was only getting worse* Damn that little... *she puked again. Her insides felt like they were on fire. She coughed up blood and tried to push herself up off the ground. She succeeded and stumbled into the town. She collapsed on the edge of it and felt hopeless* so now the killer becomes the killed i see *She could already feel the poisen rushing through her system. Her eyes were rolling and the entire landscape began to spin* then i guess... i die... *she closed her eyes, awaiting her fate to crash upon her in a violent wave of death*
*Ayuka sent him a hated glare but still kept her mouth shut. She pushed herself off the ground and snarled at him. Suddenly her eyes began to glow red, her hair blowed in a powerful auroa as the poisen began to disintegrate. Her demon form was coming out. She lunged at Spike, a large snarl rumbling in her throat* YOU ARE THE ONE!