Her Cold Beast And His Dark Beauty

REALISATION - PART 1

Truly strange trio. Though they all have their own hells to deal with they each had their own peace of mind with their family that washed away the dark and said past. Sitting high in the clear sky amongst the night stars twinkling is the moon. In the dark misty woods, amiss the silence, the sound of crackling and snapping echoes gently through the woods. The source of the sound is a lit fire, the smell of meat being roasted waffs into the air and fills the nostrils of all present. Three people are seated around the fire, as meat is being roasted atop the flames. Meat that once belonged to a wild animal that once roamed the woods about five hours ago. They caught it, skinned it then roasted it and is finally being digested in the three figures' bellies. A boy and two girls, the boy and girls sat across from each other with the fire in the center of them. The youngest among them rested her head on the older girl's lap. She fell asleep after eating her fill

The halfling sat as she stroked the human's hair, her belly was filled too. However it gruggled due to the blood not being staisfactory, this is her vampire side. She was able to appease her body by fulfilling her human hunger instead. Having eaten meat, her human side is able to suppress her vampire urges. Plus she had blood, so there wasn't much to complain about. The boy stares at the flames as his belly aches in protest of the disgusting substance he had consumed earlier. That deer's blood was revolting for sure!? He lifts his head to see that the two girls were looking quite happy. The surrounding atmosphere became peaceful. Suddenly a thought came to mind

'Are we have a bornefire like a normal family would? What's normal in the world of a supernatural being? I guess it would be the happy smiles of my sisters and not having to worry or be on guard for our lives...'

Carlos' POV

I sat there looking into the flames as the image of the souls of the people I've killed cried and screamed for mercy and justice. Hatred and wrath seem to increase the fire's flames. I feel my stomach turn again, the animal blood I drank earlier coupled with the meat I tried to digest for the sake of 'survival' was disgusting. However, I couldn't get myself to refuse the offer my new little guinea pig gave me. She even feed me the meat, proving she was not scared of me. Even after seeing me ruthlessly hunt and kill that deer by draining its blood from its still-warm body

'I'm happy she's not scared of me but... Her dulled eyes tell me she's seen and been through way worse to be scared of an 'animal' getting hurt. The humans those demons killed and devoured on a regular basis... Seeing such must have restructured her perception of the life and death cycle and what's wrong and right, from the way a normal human would have it - Pishka might be the same after all that training she recieved. I... I have read a little about it and I have my past memories to back up with'

I look up to see my sister caressing and massaging our little sister's head

'I remember those days when our parents were still alive and well'

Before our family's destruction. Pishka used to caress Rosé head and sing us to sleep whenever one of Rosé threw a tantrum or I had trouble with something. Mom and dad always joked that she was our little sister's true mother. However, we all knew it was just a silly joke - an inside joke of the family. Ah! The memories keep flooding me nowadays

'How nostalgic ~'

At that thought, Carlos suddenly asks his sister in a nostalgic tone

Carlos: Remember when we sat in the garden and just watched as life took form? No hurting of any form of life. No need to scheme against anyone or fight for your survival-