12.o8.10 | New layout up. Going to be adding images soon. His page is hopefully to be completed soon.
o5.27.1o | It's been soooo loooong! Soon. Got his original story back up, though. Found it while digging up some old files on this computer...Definitely could do with some refining- I'll get to that soon.
o8.o2.o6 |New version of Kael's page is almost up. The graphics are coming soon, but he finally has new music. Just an interesting fact for you all: Kael's old music had been up on his page since June of 'o5. Yeah, so that old song is now on his lookup... ^^ His new song is "So Cold" by Breaking Benjamin.
[[epithet] Kael, Kae
[[species] Lupine Vampire
My mother died shortly after the birth of my siblings and I, though I don't think of her often. But my father...I doubt that I shall ever forget him, though with all my heart I'd love to. He was a harsh, violent, and apathetic lupe. He hated me greatly, and I hated him right back. Of the whole litter of five, I was the runt: small, weak, and a disgrace to him. I was a pathetic, powerless symbol of mortal failure and a great dishonor to my father. Soon he would learn, though, of what I would become- a creature of invincible nature and more powerful than even he.
My father never loved any of us, but he did favor one in particular. This was my brother Eclypse, a healthy crimson brute who was as large, despicable, and intimidating as our father. Eclypse hated my as well, and he never would miss an opportunity to torture or beat up on me. Sadly, I was always caught
At six months, three months after Mother died, I knew it was time to escape. It happened first when my father lost his temper the worst of any time. When my two sisters, one a stunning navy and one a flaring emerald, wandered down to the river for a peek at the sunset, our father raged and struck at them with one huge paw. I heard the most sickening, horrible smack and crunch as my green pelted sister was swept into the air and flung into a nearby tree...it was a sound I will never, in all eternity, forget. She slammed back on the ground at the base of the tree, dead. Flaray didn't take a second glance at her, and just hurtled across to my other sister, the navy one, who was whimpering and shaking behind my silver hued brother, Isarei. Father grabbed her by the neck, her whole neck, and flung her. Her sprawled body on the ground, neck folded back at an impossible angle, was a more horrible sight than even that of my other sister's lifeless body crumpled in a bloody heap.
I kept everything inside. I kept every drop of blood burning and every filthy word, of which my father was, to myself...but only for the reason that I couldn't chance loosing my chance to escape by taking on my father in a hopeless and inflamed surge of livid child-ishness.
So that night I left. Unable to have consulted Isarei about it, for the fear of being overheard by either our Father or our other surviving brother, I slipped silently out of the clearing where we all slept and disappeared into the shrubbery. Luckily, there were a few trails worn into it from our trips out. I hoped to stay on them for a while, trying to earn time before someone realized I was gone.
Then suddenly, a shrill howl of rage pierced the midnight air. Father had awoken...so I bolted, as did he. I ran with all my strength, because now I knew it was literally a flight for my life. The chase took us both deeper and deeper into the forest. He, powerful and long-legged, was gaining while I struggled against my small body's will to press on. Desperately, I sought a plan to hide. To my right was a thorn bush with a small black opening glaring ominously at the bottom of it. Not taking a second thought, I swerved towards the bush and scrambled under it, my father crashing into the thorns with a wail, while snarling and frothing with rage. I didn't stop but kept going: now a new hope of escape fueling my strength. The large thorns stabbed mercilessly at my eyes, tearing them apart as I ran until blood streamed down my face to the ground, and I could no longer see--at all. I was running completely blind, though it didn't matter anymore. The world that had touched my other senses also faded into nothing but a tormenting, excruciating pain that enveloped and took over my body. It was impossible even to scream, for this was a pain that devoured from the inside and wouldn't let you lessen it through any means.
I don't know how long I ran. All I know is that I just did. No questions asked- I ran for my life. Finally, braking from the thorns, but terrified that my father might still be pursuing me, I kept me going until my sore, cracked, and bleeding paws sank in the cool, refreshing, soothing, shocking liquid of some sort of stream, I guessed. From the feel of the rushing water, I could tell it was quick and at least semi-large. So, without hesitation, I threw myself in, and my mind gave in to pure exhaustion and shut-down...
I have no idea how I long I laid there on the shore. As I awoke, the moist, cool dirt beneath my paws suggested it was night. But that was all I could excavate of my whereabouts. I heard nothing; I saw nothing; I smelt nothing. I was trying to recuperate and get my thoughts in their right places in my head, and I hoped that this was the reason for my lack of scent and hearing. My sight would not return, though, for I had no eyes to employ it- they were broken beyond any repair my body's medicine could conceive. Then I drifted off again, completely unaware that I was already gone...
When I awoke once more, it seemed to be night again, or close to it. I could feel the soft earth beneath my limp body, and for that I was thankful, but it also meant I was also aware of the fire of pain storming from my marred figure and torn eyes. I made my way slowly to the water by half sliding, half pawing over to it. Once one of my paws touched the liquid and my parched, bloody tongue reached out towards the stream from my laying position, my mind for a third time blocked off.
And for the third time I awoke, but this time I was sopping wet. Upon reflex I jerked at this realization, thinking I might have fallen in. As my head cleared from the sudden movement I had foolishly made, a realization struck. I could hear! Sinking back down into a small bundle, I sighed and twisted my ears to catch and enjoy all the sounds that had once seemed so standard to me and which were now so aweing. I smiled a little to myself and almost went back to sleep when a small, high-pitched voice piped up from behind me, "Vwat happened to you?"
It took me a minute to register that I was being spoken to. To tired to be on the defensive, I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out. I tried again and managed a harsh little cough. "Don't stresss yourselv," said the voice again. "Perhapss a bit ov vwater vwould help."
As I lapped a bit at the water, it occurred to me why I was having trouble understanding: the voice had a weird twinge to it, like some sort of accent. It wasn't thick, but just weird...I took a little test cough then said a little hoarsely, "Who're you?"
The voice laughed in that high-pitched voice of its and answered, "I am Raylee. Nice to meet you...vwat'ss your name?"
Uhh..." For I second I had forgotten my name. "It's Kaeliyr."
Vwell, it iss nice to meet you, Kaeliyr."
Um, it's nice to meet you, too." I shivered a bit as my pelt was still damp. "Why am I so wet?" I demanded.
Oh, I am ssorry, but you didn't seem to have any motivation to get up, sso I thought I vwould help you."
I sighed and threw my head onto my paws. "I'm blind..." I said, my voice cracking a bit. Then I felt the hot, sorrowful tears begin to streak down from my eyes.
I can help you," the voice said after a minute. "Do you vwant to be healed?"
Of course!" I cried out. "Of course!"
Ok then...but it's not sso bad being blind..."
I felt suddenly very hot, then it dowsed to a freezing cold. I blinked and looked around. I could see! I couldn't believe it! Suddenly, I remembered the voice and wondered who it had been. "Hello?" I called out softly.
I spun around to where the sound of its answer had come from. I scanned the dark trees for a figure.
He he," came the little laugh of the voice. Then a small winged figure dropped down in front of me. I was shocked. This minuscule creature had healed me?
Um, what are you?" I asked.
I'm a Karren!"
Oh…" I had never heard of one before. I trotted to the edge of the stream and glanced into the water. My small puppy form was disfigured with tons of scratches from the thorn bush, but the thing that disturbed me the most were the two black streaks that ran from my now-seeing eyes and my canines elongated into very peculiar fangs. Raylee's reflection appeared in the water beside mine. "What is that?" I asked.
Vwhat?" he asked.
You vwill hafe to describe better, becausse I cannot ssee."
You can't?" I asked, very surprised.
No," he answered simply.
Well, it's like my pelt turned black, like it was dyed…"
By your blood."
You cried blood, and it was black. That iss vwhat those markss are from."
Are you sure? How can that be?"
I believe you changed…into a completely different creature."
Like…?" What was he talking about? Changed?
Like a vampire."
I froze. A…vampire!? "How did that happen?"
It could be anything- many are born destined to become ssuch creaturess vwhen they die. It doesn't matter, I guesss; you are one now, though."
I couldn't believe it. No way…I sank down to my stomach, buried my head under my paws, and groaned. Raylee scuttled up beside me and patted my paw. I looked out from under my forearms and smiled gratefully at him. "Well, I guess I'd better get out of here before I get caught by my father or something." I said, getting up.
Do you mind iv I come, too?" he said casually."
Thank you!" I said happily, as if he had accepted an invite from me. Raylee scrabbled up to my shoulder and perched there as if it had always been his. Then we both left from there, wandering together as I grew and him becoming my best friend.
Just Isarei survives...
My past is gone from me forever...