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Well this is a soon to be picture and story, and right now i just wanted to post the WIP version, because i feel very proud of myself, i got her dress to look decent xD which makes me shocked. but yeah so (: the finished version will be posted soon!

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EDIT
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Ok, just some more progress, i had to look up a picture of the clothing for the time period so i could ATTEMPT to make Able's clothes look ALMOST right xD but i'm very proud of them anyway, sorry if i messed his hair up ~ironwitch makes all her characters with imporssible hair xD

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EDIT
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{So yeah i wrote up the story and ~ironwitch isn't on as far as i can tell, so i'm going to go ahead and post it, and ok it with her later i may have to edit and/or take it down in case she doesn't like it xD but yeah, until then, ENJOY!}

{OH and you have NOOOO IDEA how HARD the background was xD it took longer than him and her put together}

Caressa strutted through her room in impatience, it was only a minor four days until her eighteenth birthday and she was supposed to be having a party that night. Of course now she lacked the enthusiasm she once had. She was to become an adult in four days, and she was not yet done being a child. Her un-matching eyes darted from place to place uncomfortably, looking at old portraits and other decorations. she knew her brothers were scurrying about with the maids, setting up the house for her party. It always took them days to set up events like this, but she didn't seem to mind. Taking in a big breath, and letting it out in a long dragging sigh, she started towards her bedroom door. Resting her pale hand gently on the door she paused, was she really going to go offer her brothers help with her own birthday party? Yes...she was. Pulling her down open she started out into the room that beheld the grand staircase. Smiling gently she stepped gingerly on each step until reaching the bottom.

"hello there." an unfamiliar voice rang out from behind her. Spinning around quickly Caressa lost her balance, the figure with the now visible dark hair stood there for only a second before his hand shot out, taking hold of hers, and though she knew he had just pulled her up by her own arm, it felt only as if he had touched her hand. She looked at him in awe, she didn't recognize the man, until she looked at his face, letting her own blue and green eyes linger on his stunning deep purple eyes. She froze, who was he? She didn't know him, but somehow she did.

"w-who...are you?" She asked, almost without realizing it. Then she spotted her closest brother Leonard at the top of the stairs.

"Vincent, Able is here!" He called out before bounding down the stairs.

"Please, excuse my rudeness, my Name is Able Leavold. I assume you are the youngest Atkinson child?" He asked with such grace and fluency it left Caressa speechless, which was a very difficult task. He pulled her hand to his lips, and which the lightest feather touch kissed her hand like a gentleman. She flushed pink and felt herself unable to speak until she saw her oldest brother from the corner of her eye.

"Able! How good to see you again old friend." Vincent exclaimed as he bounced down the stairs much like Leonard had only moments ago. She was curious as to where Elijah was now. Vincent obviously knew the man, who was so clearly named Able. He was handsome, well beyond handsome really, but she ignored those thoughts as she began to wonder more and more who he was.

"Ah Vincent, give me one more moment please, i believe your younger sister was introducing herself to me." he said in the same soft, liquid silver voice, She could almost swear if she hadn't already seen his tongue she would think it silver. "now, young miss, your name?" He asked politely.

Flushing against Caressa forced herself to speak. "My name sir, is Caressa Rose Atkinson, youngest daughter of Emmanuel Atkinson and Aliza Atkinson, only daughter to be born to the Atkinson's in nearly three-hundred years." She announced proudly, her voice managing to stay steady and calm for the most part. Letting her long blonde hair sweep down into her face Caressa snatched her hand away from Him and ran for the back hallway, her face red with embarrassment. She was never good with people.

"oh my, did i frighten her?" Able asked in a calm, and obviously worried voice, though he hardly knew the girl he was polite enough to ask of her well being.

"no, she's been like this since our parents were killed, she refuses to meet new people, she wont get close to anyone but Elijah, no ones really sure why, we think she may have been traumatized by the event, she was the one who found there corpses you see, so she saw first hand what had happened. it took her four years just to speak again." Vincent Explained.

"Ah, i see, i didn't know. hmm if you'll excuse me, i think i'd like to go make sure she's alright." He explained. Curious as to what had happened to his dear friends Emmanuel and Aliza. He walked calmly and gracefully through the home, coming upon a room that reeked of blood even before he opened the door. He felt himself become dizzy, one scent above them all made his head spin, fresh blood...it was inside, just behind the door. Throwing the door open, his fangs bore in hunger he saw Caressa standing in front of a mirror, her fist in front of her, glass protruding in odd ways, covered and dripping in blood. The mirror in front of her shattered.

Quickly hiding his fangs Able looked at the girls bloodied wound and he lunged, a fear stricken Caressa standing helpless in front of him.

Description
Well this is a soon to be picture and story, and right now i just wanted to post the WIP version, because i feel very proud of myself, i got her dress to look decent xD which makes me shocked. but yeah so (: the finished version will be posted soon!

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EDIT
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Ok, just some more progress, i had to look up a picture of the clothing for the time period so i could ATTEMPT to make Able's clothes look ALMOST right xD but i'm very proud of them anyway, sorry if i messed his hair up ~ironwitch makes all her characters with imporssible hair xD

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EDIT
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{So yeah i wrote up the story and ~ironwitch isn't on as far as i can tell, so i'm going to go ahead and post it, and ok it with her later i may have to edit and/or take it down in case she doesn't like it xD but yeah, until then, ENJOY!}

{OH and you have NOOOO IDEA how HARD the background was xD it took longer than him and her put together}

Caressa strutted through her room in impatience, it was only a minor four days until her eighteenth birthday and she was supposed to be having a party that night. Of course now she lacked the enthusiasm she once had. She was to become an adult in four days, and she was not yet done being a child. Her un-matching eyes darted from place to place uncomfortably, looking at old portraits and other decorations. she knew her brothers were scurrying about with the maids, setting up the house for her party. It always took them days to set up events like this, but she didn't seem to mind. Taking in a big breath, and letting it out in a long dragging sigh, she started towards her bedroom door. Resting her pale hand gently on the door she paused, was she really going to go offer her brothers help with her own birthday party? Yes...she was. Pulling her down open she started out into the room that beheld the grand staircase. Smiling gently she stepped gingerly on each step until reaching the bottom.

"hello there." an unfamiliar voice rang out from behind her. Spinning around quickly Caressa lost her balance, the figure with the now visible dark hair stood there for only a second before his hand shot out, taking hold of hers, and though she knew he had just pulled her up by her own arm, it felt only as if he had touched her hand. She looked at him in awe, she didn't recognize the man, until she looked at his face, letting her own blue and green eyes linger on his stunning deep purple eyes. She froze, who was he? She didn't know him, but somehow she did.

"w-who...are you?" She asked, almost without realizing it. Then she spotted her closest brother Leonard at the top of the stairs.

"Vincent, Able is here!" He called out before bounding down the stairs.

"Please, excuse my rudeness, my Name is Able Leavold. I assume you are the youngest Atkinson child?" He asked with such grace and fluency it left Caressa speechless, which was a very difficult task. He pulled her hand to his lips, and which the lightest feather touch kissed her hand like a gentleman. She flushed pink and felt herself unable to speak until she saw her oldest brother from the corner of her eye.

"Able! How good to see you again old friend." Vincent exclaimed as he bounced down the stairs much like Leonard had only moments ago. She was curious as to where Elijah was now. Vincent obviously knew the man, who was so clearly named Able. He was handsome, well beyond handsome really, but she ignored those thoughts as she began to wonder more and more who he was.

"Ah Vincent, give me one more moment please, i believe your younger sister was introducing herself to me." he said in the same soft, liquid silver voice, She could almost swear if she hadn't already seen his tongue she would think it silver. "now, young miss, your name?" He asked politely.

Flushing against Caressa forced herself to speak. "My name sir, is Caressa Rose Atkinson, youngest daughter of Emmanuel Atkinson and Aliza Atkinson, only daughter to be born to the Atkinson's in nearly three-hundred years." She announced proudly, her voice managing to stay steady and calm for the most part. Letting her long blonde hair sweep down into her face Caressa snatched her hand away from Him and ran for the back hallway, her face red with embarrassment. She was never good with people.

"oh my, did i frighten her?" Able asked in a calm, and obviously worried voice, though he hardly knew the girl he was polite enough to ask of her well being.

"no, she's been like this since our parents were killed, she refuses to meet new people, she wont get close to anyone but Elijah, no ones really sure why, we think she may have been traumatized by the event, she was the one who found there corpses you see, so she saw first hand what had happened. it took her four years just to speak again." Vincent Explained.

"Ah, i see, i didn't know. hmm if you'll excuse me, i think i'd like to go make sure she's alright." He explained. Curious as to what had happened to his dear friends Emmanuel and Aliza. He walked calmly and gracefully through the home, coming upon a room that reeked of blood even before he opened the door. He felt himself become dizzy, one scent above them all made his head spin, fresh blood...it was inside, just behind the door. Throwing the door open, his fangs bore in hunger he saw Caressa standing in front of a mirror, her fist in front of her, glass protruding in odd ways, covered and dripping in blood. The mirror in front of her shattered.

Quickly hiding his fangs Able looked at the girls bloodied wound and he lunged, a fear stricken Caressa standing helpless in front of him.