Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
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It was an era long ago that Valentine was a child. Over 900 years, in fact. The young girl, 15 of age, was in her silk white robes, indicating it was soon time for her to sleep. Before her turning, a young Val could step into the sun and not be harmed by its rays. Nonetheless, she was training to exist only in the night. This meant the sun was rising high, but the curtains were closed and there were people in the halls more than likely keeping an eye out for the young princess.
Valentine, a mere 5'5 at this age and skinny to the bone, was hiding in her father's study. She sat, knees curled to her chest, under the large, deep red desk. It was a lame hiding spot. Normally she would have no need to hide, but she was feeling playful. Ishilde was on watch duty (as she normally was, really), and Val had decided to play a little game of 'how annoyed can I get her before she completely refuses to come sleep in my room?'.
A smile began to spread on her lips. Ishilde always seemed to have endless patience for her... and yet was so stern. It would only be a matter of time before the angel succumbed to Val's dominance and, shortly after, her feelings of mad love she felt for the born-to-be vampire.
The thought made the in love girl very distracted. So much so that she wouldn't even notice a mouse scurrying across the floor. Wait, what was that? Just kidding, it seemed that she would.
With a scream, Valentine scrambled out from under the desk and quickly pulled herself ontop. This caused some papers- probably important- to scatter on the floor. The black haired teen didn't give a care. As long as that filthy rodent didn't touch her!
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
[attr="class","fl-tag"]@valentine
hummingbird heartbeat,
romania was it? a rather dark place -- and even when she was much younger, this place used to be beautiful with many flowers. the fields weren't as dark, but now, with the air stinking of blood every now and then because of human take over, she felt sick to her stomach.
however, picked up, and taken to a family who were known for their sacrilegious religion -- it wasn't too bad. the father was intent on making everything perfect for his daughter and she -- well, she had no reason to fret. whatever deity they worshipped, it was none of her business. on this earth filled with thousands of sinners, there was only one girl who was pure in ishilde's eyes. her name, valentine von maria. fifteen years old and growing taller every day, ishilde hoped she wouldn't get any taller.
the night came by, taking the light with it and soon, bedtime would have to be taken care of. of course, the young mistress has to be elsewhere in the entire place. ishilde felt her body growing tired and her eyes a bit heavy.
"looking for valentine, huh?" someone asked her, trying to cheer her up more than likely. "she hates sleeping alone now, you should go do something about that."
"she is perfectly capable to do things herself," a glare and a click of her tongue as she kept on walking through the hall. it was not until her ears caught the sound of a frantic young girl.
her heart quickened as she ran down the hall, faster than a bullet. the sound was from the von maria's study. throwing the door opened, she saw valentine. "miss!"
there, skittering on the ground was a mouse, frightened by the sound not only from valentine but also from her. oh, well... "don't worry, i'll take care of it ma'am."
she carefully took the small vermin and smiled, "there's nothing to be afraid of, it's just looking for food." carefully moving to a hole near a wall. she let the creature go before wiping her hands on her attire, a pair of dark pants and a white blouse -- perhaps too manly for a woman like her.
"you're safe now valentine," she smiled, holding her arms out for the girl.
"It's disgusting." Her thick accented voice spoke as she stuck out her tongue to indicate her disgust. Mother always told her how dirty thsoe things were. "Ew! You're letting it go?" Yet to be taught to this young girl was the concept of mercy. She had yet to suffer numerous attacks that would require her to decide: punishment or mercy. Most of the time she would make the wrong decision.
Valentine looked at the hand that was outstretched to her. The hand that had just touched that little... thing. However, she was not foolish enough to let up an opportunity to touch her guardian. Ishilde was stunning. Taking Ishilde's hand gingerly she said, obviously trying to catch her blush, "My hero. Does my knight require a Princess' kiss?"
She even went so far as to bite her lip- mostly to try and hold in the giggle that threatened to bubble out of her. If that were enough, she took a step closer, purposely falling from the desk to force her angel to catch her. She was being a very bad girl. Her father would scold her for seeing her act like this. "Be composed!" he would insist.
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
[attr="class","fl-tag"]@valentine
hummingbird heartbeat,
"even the smallest things should be given a chance at life, no matter how gross they are," she chuckled, a smile on her lips as she looked at the young girl. there's a twinkle in her eye that ishilde loved about her. ah, youth, i wish i could have those innocent days back.
"kiss?" she stuttered a bit, a blush on her cheeks as she put her hand to her mouth, clearing her throat. "that's not neces-- miss!!" she wasn't paying attention for one second and the young von maria was falling from the desk.
as quickly as she could, ishilde wrapped her arms around valentine before she could fall. "miss, please don't do that again," her heart was beating loudly against her chest from the panic. "i thought i was going to die if i didn't catch you -- wait, are you hurt anywhere?"
she pushed the girl a bit away from her, inspecting her a bit, trying to make sure there were no injuries whatsoever. a sigh of relief comes out of her lips as she looked at the young girl. "it's time for bed miss valentine."
"If sparing them makes you happy, then I will be more than delighted to do so." Val said in response, smirking as if she was trying to aggrivate her. She knew what the angel was saying, but she still wasn't sure if she agreed. Why let something live if it was a danger to you? It didn't make sense. Father said she should defend herself as hard as she could. That included against disease-ridden rodents, right?
The blush on her angel's face made her want to fist pump. But she didn't, she was already falliing. And then those great arms were around her... although they vanished far too fast. For a moment, Valentine had held onto Ishilde, looking into her face rather dreamily before the angel had set her down. Val obliged to her guardian's silent wish so she could observe her. The young teen was even sly enough to give a twirl as if showing off her style of fashion.
"Oh, Ishilde, please come to bed with me, won't you?" Was her reply to the comment about it being time to sleep. Val batted her eyelashes, hoping that would do its part to pursuade her. "I'm afraid I'll.. have more nightmares."
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
[attr="class","fl-tag"]@valentine
hummingbird heartbeat,
the twirl was a bit too much for her, though, she was glad valentine was alright. a gentle smile came across her lips as she looked at the fifteen year old, just being with her brings her back the memories of when she was a small, innocent little angel. at any time, the young von maria would have the advantage over ishilde -- she was rather weak to saying 'no' to her sometimes.
"nightmares miss?" her head tilted, thinking of the times she used the excuse. standing up she nodded with a smile. "alright, but you must sleep, we can't stay up all night having our girl talk, okay?"
she held her hand out to the girl with a smile on her lips. "we must make haste or else your father will scold me, and we wouldn't want that would we? after all, if he finds you not in bed, i won't get to sleep with you."
ishilde would only hope this would work on the young von maria, sometimes it did sometimes it didn't. i can't go on on using this excuse for long, soon she'll notice how much i've used it.
she looked out the door, both ways before walking out. "okay, be very quiet alright? no loud noises," her index finger to her lips.
Valentine beamed at the angel's agreeance to sleep with her. "Okay, okay, we won't. Much. A little bit is going to happen though." The teen said with a smirk on her face. It was perhaps cheeky, but the princess felt like she could get away with anything. Most commands she gived were followed, especially by her guardian. It made her feel... respected. Cared about. A lot of things.
At the mention of her father potentially being the reason Ishilde could no longer sleep with Val, the teen got a concentrated look. "Then we're gonna have to go stealth mode." She replied, more than eager to take the hand that was outreached to her. It wasn't like she believed that, not truely. Sure, her father would have many things to say about Ishilde and Val sleeping together. First of all, she was certain he say that it was unprofessional for a guardian to have such a relationship with their charge... or ,alternatively, he would be impressed with the angel's dedication to her job. Honestly, Val found it difficult to know his motives. To the teen girl, she just loved him and knew he promised her the world.
Which wasn't the point. The point was Valentine knew Ishilde used this excuse often to get the teen to cooperate. Hey, in the angel's defense, it worked on Val. But only because Val was far too impatient to hold off on laying in bed with her crush and wrapping an arm around her angel.
Val played the game. She leaned around the corner to scan the area before giving a thumbs up, indicating the cost was clear and that she was ready to make a break for it.
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
[attr="class","fl-tag"]@valentine
hummingbird heartbeat,
she hummed softly, watching the young mistress with a gentle smile on her lips. "a little bit? i have my doubts, miss." if they were to catch little sleep, she did not mind, the head of the von maria however -- let's just say she would get off with a warning.
follow her as if you were following your own god, follow her and protect her like a guardian angel. follow her and you will be held in high regards. even if she saw no hope for the religion, she still follows valentine. every step the young mistress would take, ishilde would be not too far behind -- protecting her from the harm of the world.
ishilde watch with a warm expression as the girl followed the game. walking quietly behind her she nodded. "alright, head straight to your room, i will make sure no one follows okay?"
turning a bit, she took valentine's hands into hers and kissed her hand with a smile. "get there quietly, don't make too much sounds or else everyone will hear. if you succeed, i will tell you stories of long ago when i was your age."
Valentine looked at Ishilde for a long while before smiling, her hand- oddly confidently- was placed on her shoulder. "My guardian angel, always watching my back. Where would I be without you?" It came out with a sarcastic lilt, but she meant it.
With the promise of a story when Ishilde was 15, Val snorted. "You always make yourself sound so old. Don't forget how old Mother is. She's seen the beginning of Earth itself. So, basically, I'm use to you oldies." It was quite the proclamation, but the naive girl believed nearly everything Mother told her. She would be, after all, her legacy. Why would Mother lie to her own daughter? To an entire family of those dedicated to her? "But, yes, tell me your stories. I love watching your mouth move." Val had to bite her lip when a kiss was placed on her hand. It was chaste but still caused a blush to heat up Val's cheeks.
Before the implication could settle between them, the young teen made a break for her room, trying to stalk as quietly as possible. Mother taught her how to walk like a shadow. Walk with your mind, not your body. The body is the vessel for your will and desires. Rule your mind and you rule the world.
Sliding into her room, Valentine was quick to run and jump onto her bed, standing on it with a near definat expression as she turned to look at her Angel. "Alright, no one saw, right? Tell me a tale~"
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
[attr="class","fl-tag"]@valentine
hummingbird heartbeat,
'my guardian angel, always watching my back. where would i be without you?' ishilde remained quiet at the question. somewhere deep inside of the angel's heart, she felt a tug of pain. if ishilde wasn't the one to protect valentine, who would be in her place right now? i wonder that too, miss.
she couldn't bear to see valentine with someone else other than her -- and her heart was singing a chorus she never felt before. even annabelle would be in shock. moreover, what is this feeling... i should dismiss it.
"pff," a small sound escapes her lips before she catches herself. "ah, i forgot about your mother... hopefully i don't join that oldies club for too long."
ishilde saw the blush on her mistress' cheeks. she knew how the girl felt -- and she dismisses it so easily. why? out of love for the girl, however, not the same love valentine sees in ishilde.
once she was gone, ishilde looked around her, brushing her hands on her arms. it was quiet, and the night became still. the only sound were her shoes on the carpet. the young angel bit her bottom lip. i know i can leave and go back -- but, at the same time, i feel more at ease with her.
she hums softly before heading through the door to valentine's room. she saw the girl atop her bed, triumphantly looking at her. closing the door she took off her shoes and left them near the edge of the bed. "you must get in bed first before i actually tell you the story," she looked up at valentine with a twinkle in her eye as she sat on the edge of the bed.
Valentine scoffed and rolled her eyes like any teenager was bound to do when given demands. Kicking her own legs up, she let herself fall butt first onto the bed with a dramatic flop. "Ugh, fine." The young teen drew her blankets over her and then hesitated. A fly smile appeared on her face as she beckoned Ishilde to lie down.
"Come on in. I want to cuddle while you tell me all the juicy gossip from your adolescence."
Valentine had always been a bold one. She wasn't afraid to make commands as impulsive desires flared up internally. How could she help herself when she was raised thus far believing she deserved the world... and it wouldn't be long until she could command a part of it. That ambition would not leave her, not yet.
"You better not just talk about your boy troubles. Girl troubles... maybe.." Val giggled.
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
[attr="class","fl-tag"]@valentine
hummingbird heartbeat,
laying in bed next to her, ishilde smiles a soft chuckle leaving her lips. "if i were to talk about my lady problems, i think you would call me gross." a sigh leaving her lips as she lays on her back, looking up at the ceiling before laying back on her side, head prop up by her hand, elbow digging into the pillow.
"well, okay, how about a story about when i was young? it's a tale of how i met your family before my job to protect you," she teasingly and lightly pulls on the young von maria's cheek.
"you see, before meeting your family, i came down to this earth to help mankind, and it was the greatest thing i could do -- since for some reason, the good man up there hasn't spoken since then. well, you see, i came at the time of war, where everyone wants to shed so much blood for territory and power.
i wasn't even fifteen yet, maybe fourteen and i was so afraid. the village i was meant to save was destroyed by the humans. there was a lot of dead bodies, and i was taken alongside with other young women and children. i remember i met this girl, she was really nice and we stuck with each other for a long while.
all the guards treated us horribly, but, i made sure that girl, what was her name," she pauses, wracking her brain to remember. "ah, it was elisabeth, yes, she was a nice person. i remember how she would cling onto my arm and tell me that i should protect her at all costs.
it's funny, when we both escaped from them, i did protect her. but, later, after years of being free, she passed away. she cursed my name. i guess, afterwards, i couldn't think of who i could protect properly. so i travelled, and lo and behold. as i came to romania, your father saw me beat up four sized up guards and hired me to be your guardian angel. or at least, that's how i see it," a smile on her lips as she looks at her.
running fingers through valentine's hair, a soft smile comes to her lips. "i'll do anything to protect you valentine, even sacrificing my life if i have to make sure you're safe."
Valentine looked at Ishilde with so much fascination and concern as the angel began to speak. The young teen clung to every word like they were the words of the only holy script she would ever worship. She craved learning anything she could about her guardian.
With everything said, Valentine had her own thoughts on it. She had no idea what it was like to be of another race to come to Earth. Val had been born on Earth and was still human. Maybe when she was a vampire she would be able to understand a little better.
The mention of being a mere fourteen or fifteen year old caused her jaw to drop. She felt horrified. How could someone so young be enlisted to fight? The girl reached out her hand, placing it on Ishilde's upper arm to express her concern. "I couldn't imagine..." And then came Ishilde's story about her being captured. It was amazing to Valentine that she didn't just escape... but if Ish claimed to be a saviour of mankind, she wouldn't just abandon the other captives. Val felt sick for Ishilde's past self, swallowing the lump while trying her best not to show her feelings. The last thing she wanted was for her Angel to stop telling her tales because they evidently upset her.
"Elizabeth... cursed you? Why would she? You are the one who helped her escape the prison!" Val snapped with bitterness for this woman she never met. It was an irrational anger but she couldn't help it.
But soon her anger dissipated as if she never felt it in the first place. Ishilde's fingers went to her scalp, stroking her hair that always turned Valentine off from her 'attacks'.
With a pleased sigh, the teen sunk into Ishilde, surrendering to the comforting feeling of her fingers in her black hair. At her angel's confession, Valentine opened her eyes dreamily, heart pounding hard in her chest. The sentiment was quite romantic in Val's head. There was a fear that she would lose her angel with that promise... but it wasn't fear of losing Ishilde that was the true reason for her heart's ridiculous rate.
"Ishilde..." She said in a soft voice. Her eyes stung as tears formed within them but never fell. Val wouldn't say she was sad, just emotional. The words that came from her Angel's lips meant the world to her.
Valentine said nothing more as she settled closer to Ishilde, wrapping an arm around the other's torso as she slowly, but comfortably, drifted off to sleep.
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
[attr="class","fl-tag"]@valentine
hummingbird heartbeat,
there are only a select few things ishilde could understand fully. herself and the plan only the person upstairs would know of. then again, even they could change their mind at any moment. perhaps it's best to keep everything a mystery, a monstrosity of everything that is to come in a far future date. however it may be, she could only hope to protect young valentine at all cost. she needed a meaning in her life once more.
"i did help her escape the prison, but truly, i could never protect her from herself," a solemn smile crossed her lips before her eyes dropped to the young girl's hand. she took it gently into her own. "elisabeth was a difficult person to attend to, even so, when she passed on, she despised the fact i lived and she didn't."
it was slow. the steady beating of the young girl's heart became normal for her. her own thoughts then became distant. she was reminded on how mortal humans could be. until then, i will do whatever i can to help her.
/ TIME SKIP /
"valentine, wake up, you can't stay in my bed any longer," the angel sighed. she felt exasperated. for how long until the ceremony? until then, she needed to urge the young mistress to wake up. still a child from since long ago, it felt like a few months ago, she was a young girl looking up to ishilde and begging her to sleep together.
now, it seemed as if the young mistress has found yet another way to go into ishilde room and lay in bed. one day the master of the house will likely kill me on the spot, if that's even possible. "valentine, i'll give you a kiss if you wake up."
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