.ressurrection.

My gaze sweeps the prarie with deadly intent. Far off to my left I hear the laughter and quarrels of a pack, to my right the sounds of horses. It matters not to me, they are just mere creatures in my path of destruction. Thats what I was here for, to seek and destroy. I was like a lean mean killing machine, much like my father. But I wasn't out to kill just anyone, oh no. Everyone would do just fine. Silently I stalk through the tall brush, tail erect head hung low in a defensive manner. I watch as animals move cautiously through my path, things that I could eat but I'm not hungry just yet. My feminine gray body moves with a deadly grace and quick presicion, one that an adult would know but aye, I am no adult. Two years, maybe at most. I have a sister, two actually and a brother as well. But to me, they were dead. They were like all the others wolves. Power hungry and viscious. Or so they thought. They have no clue what viscious is. I narrow my eyes slightly. My father is the great and deadly Viscious, and he will soon have a run for the money by his equally deadly daughter. Maybe someday I would team up with the cold hearted bastard, but for now I work alone. At least until I get my bearings straight. I had tried living with my mother, but that had gotten me no where. She was weak, pathetic. She was just like the others thinking that she was all tough. But I knew better. Beneath her tough facade she was a scared little pup pining away from her lost loved ones. God how I loathed her. Then my good natured sister, Purgatory. She had run away with Sacrifice to try and make a name with my half sister Risen. I have a very extensive family, you see, and thats certainly not a good thing since most are from Viscious. His bastard children. But, who was I to say? I was one of them. Oh yes, one of them indeed. But I was much different. Maybe after being here, I would travel to the Ranch for a small killing spree. Er...Or a large one. Depends on who you ask. It was just the beginning of my tirade. First start small, with horses, dogs, cats, cows. Then move up, killing off one human after another, after another until the humans would cower in fear at my name. Ressurrection. A good choice of a name my parents had given me. Er, or my mother actually. Daddy dearest had walked out after forcing Kage. I refuse to call her mom anymore. She was worth nothing to me, a mere pawn in my twisted and sadistic games. For a brief moment, I wonder where my brother is. I hadn't seen him since....Forever ago. He was just another distant memory to me, the dark Rapture was. Maybe one day, I would see my family again. But for now....Let the games begin

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.:.Ressurrection.:.

.:.Female.:.

.:.Sliced From Time.:.

.:.Alone in a World of Darkness.:.

Stockholm Syndrome

A white ball of fluff came bouldering through the grass as if nothing in the world could phase him. And in fact, that is what he truely felt. His head was high, a tail curling over his back. The perfect image of one who's self confidence was more than they could handle. But not this little pooch, oh no, he was a god amongst gods... not really.

The mentally ill canine continued his adventure through the deep brush of grass. A few whacks in the face always sent him snatching and biting at the tall stalks that bit at his every movement. Where was the rest of his pack? He couldn't find the pit-wolf and tainted-pooch. But he knew one thing... he did smell a lupine.

Bounding forth, he almost topled on Ressurection. His friendly face melted into that of uncertainty as he backed away from her. Yellow orbs gleamed in the light of the day, squinted for a better look then simply said. "You're not Halabex." If his alpha would have heard his comrade speak his name, it would have been punishment. But he was not around at the moment, and poor little Darmus couldn't control the things that came out of his mouth. "Who are you and what have you done with my pack!?" his question was insencible, but he grew angry at the belief that she may have harmed them in some way.

.ressurrection.

My eyes grow dark with an oncoming storm as suddenly another form comes bounding up and nearly topples over my small frame. A dark snarl erupts from my throat as I turn to glare hard at the new disturbance and there my eyes land on Darmus. Eyes narrowing I say in a voice that would send the shadows fleeing from my prescence I killed them all. Well, I really hadn't but he nearly tripped over me! ME! No one dared come near an angry wolfess. I mean, it was just sheer stupidity that would cause one to do such thing. My eyes laughed at the canine, I didn't even have a clue who is pack was but I may as well put fear into him while I could. I wasn't going to stick around much longer. Not with so many others out there. But....If he led me to his pack I could join. Then begin my quest. It was better to have others backing you, trusting you. Deciding this I say suddenly No, actually I didn't. I don't know where your pack is. Your the first dog I've seen in.....Two months. I had kept to myself, stayed in the trees and lurking behind the scenes but not no more. No, no more was I to be the silent stalker. Now, I was out in full force to kill anything in my path.

The Assassins

As his mind began to double cross him with thoughts of doubt and anger on why he hadn't been there, the fea spoke as if the thing was all a funny joke. The white chow disapproved but wouldn't be able to get a word in edge wise even if his life depended on it.

A low groaning howl began to seep into the grass lands as two figures in the distance started to close the gap between them and the one and only Darmus. The chows expressions lit ablaze as he saw the two come forth. Though his mind yelped again when they vanished into the see of the grass that lay before him. "Hala-" His words sank to his gut as the scar faced wolf approached with a nasty growl. A pair of blue eyes cold and hard on the insane little dog. Soon his eyes glanced to Resurrection demons inside only glancing with a wicked smile that was buried beneath his pelt. The brown wolf, however, did not speak. His head was held at his shoulders and his tail could not be seen.

Soon a lulliby hissing tone came from the grass as a large Akita female stepped into the presence of the group. Ivories bared as her pink gums glistened and seemed to twitch. "You stupid dog, how many times do we have to tell you not to leave us." Her words were cold and stinging. Then she turned to Resurrection. Her head perked up for a bit, "You should have killed him while you had the chance." She gave a dark grin and turned to bit at the chow. Darmus quickly evaded and yelped in fear of the beta dog.

The brown beast in the back ground lifted his head just slightly above his shoulder. Giving a soft growl that quieted the other two, "Toxic, you sometimes act just as childish as he, do not blame him." The akita grew sour in expression but said nothing to her alpha. As he looked at Resurrection, he gave a bow, as he lowered the top part of his body into the position, the hidden tail was revealed to be but a simple nub that stood straight up from its doc. The patches of missing fur on his hind quarters were now appearant as well. Again his scared face rose. The three lines of a large claw across his face.

"Thank you for finding our... mentally impaired counter-part." His voice held low as the Akita approached once again. She too had a scar on her face, one just on her right brow. It was more of a clean cut that Halabex's. The second was a larger scar on her left leg. It was noticeable that the wound that caused it was very deep. Darmus on the other hand, had no scars that were identifiable. All she could give was a nod to the fea, while Darmus sat cute-sy in the background.

.ressurrection.

My eyes light up with dark laughter but no noise escapes me. I watch both Halabex and Toxic then said in a soft cold tone If I were to kill him, I would not have found you. Plus, you probably would have killed me, or any other normal wolven would have. I say the last part with a shrug and then turn my eyes to Darmus. In an even softer and deadlier tone I say But do not worry, I will not make the same mistake twice. I lick my lips, my eyes on the male as I do so. I sit down, and turn my eyes to the scarred Halabex. I am Ressurrection, daughter of Viscious and Kage. What is it that they call a leader such as yourself? I ask him. I heard him say the name of the female, Toxic. But she wasn't who I needed. If I were to get into this pack, I would need the male. And I desperatly needed a pack, otherwise I was in trouble once I started my killing spree. I could use them as an alibi, they could become my allies, and no one would ever have to know the difference. My gaze turns to the chow and I raise a grey eye brow. And why would one as strong as you want....That? I ask him. I wasn't meaning any harm, I truly was curious as to why Darmus lived with the Assasins. I had heard of them, rumours of darkness and I would be able to greatly aid them. I always would. I was a strong force, with a heart of black and a soul that I sold long ago. Maybe...Maybe they to would come to fear me.

The Assassins

The leaders blue eyes stayed strong and dark. His mind seemed to have a barrier against fear. As she spoke her name he smirked, he was an ally to the Haunters, Resurrection was a sibling to the lead of the Haunters pack. “I am called The Grim Reaper. Humans have called me this for a long time. As for my true name, My personal idiot may have already spoken it, Halabex. I apologize, I do not know my parents and thus that information is unavailable. The akita stayed in the background, “ My name is Toxic Rejection.” She said quickly, not offering her real name. Halabex turned an dark look to the Chow who was currently staring intently on his wagging tail. His expression held the ‘what-the-hell-are-you-doing-back’ expression. “That is Stockholm Syndrome. He is, psychotic.” He gave a dark laugh “ The only one of us who killed innocent humans just to be free. That is why he is with us.” His head jerked to the akita “ She killed her owners after they brutally slaughtered her…” Toxic growled darkly with bitter hatred quivering in her voice “SHUT UP” She let her throat snarl darkly then turned and trotted a ways off.

Halabex quieted on the subject of the akita female. “ I am an escapee pit fighter. I was only there to make others more confedent in their own fighting. That was, until I grew up and slaughtered those pitted against me.” He shook his head, “Being the daughter of some well known wolves, you must have some tales of your own.” He had never personally met Kage, and he had only seen Vicious once in his life, but never stayed to communicate with the legendary wolf…

A loud yelp pierced the background as Darmus bit his tail then started growling and chasing it. He continued in tight circles until his feet tied together and he crashed to the ground. Halabex stared simply, “He’s better at fighting than he seems really.” He chucked a bit, “Idiot” The Akita said growled in the distance. A loving family they were. Halabex could only smile at the tension and ‘love’.

.ressurrection.

I smile, and its not a pleasant one. I'm related to some...Well known wolves yes. Kage, she is....Not the most pleasant to be around. My gaze drifts to Darmus and I say shaking my head In a way, she is like him. Only power hungry, and uncontrollable. I turn back to Halabex and shrug As for me, I just kinda wander. Every now and again I stop and see my sisters, my mother. I've never bothered with my father, to much of a hassle. I say. I sit with my tail curled around my haunches, brown eyes on Halabex's own. Was I respecting his authority? Well, I hadn't tried to kill him yet. But I wanted him to know, I'm not a push over. I never would be.

The Assassins

Halabex nodded toward the fea. A smile presented as she commented on Darmus. As her orbs met his, his fur bristled at the familliar signal of a fighter ready to fight. But before he could say anything he heard the howls of the Haunter Leader. His head flicked in the direction of the ruins. The Akita looked up as well, but Darmus continued at his tail.

Halabex rose uncomfortably, "Risen calls. There is a fight at the Ruins, She has given Betrayal a chance to withdraw her allies, now Risen is calling her own." He turned to the fighter, knowing she would love blood-shed. "Would you care to join us? It'll be a blood bath." He smirked and waited for her reply, but he was going to leave either way.

After a reply, yes or no he moved toward the temple of the Shadow Haunters.