Lucain a boy with a heart full of mysery, a boy with a heart full of anger, a boy who will Never lethimself fail when it comes to his promise's when the test before him was finished. he twisted his hand towards his dead looking hood, pulling it from his head it drooped slowly down the back of his head. reviling to pitched black iriusis. and red vains bulgeing on his eyes, showing the sines of crying. with his hair slung lightly from his head laying on his cheek bones, on the right side of his neck was a tatto. one with strange odd. markings that not many people would even know existed. this boy.

Was the son of Two leadgendary Demon trackers. this boy. was born to be the hunter. but the truth is. he doesent need a tracker, he is being tracked himself. Thus makeing him.. Pray. but the Question is.. Is the pray stronger then the hunter?

with those thoughts done and spoken in his head he turned his eyes to the german wemon on his left. he saw that she had an annoyed look on her face. but he turned back towards the window. pulling the hood back over his head. he felt darkness touch his pailed skin. and a soothing feeling over came Lucain. The boy of a single Sin... Wrath.

Lucain twisted slightly looking at the girl when her finger moved on his foot. he muttered "i could have removed the vail for you" and with those words being said to her. his cloaked face moved away from her. moveing and pointing towards the window once again.

Name: Sally June Boston

Age: [looks]18

Gender: Female

Species: Demon

Attitude: Unimpressed, Melancholy, Diligent, Reliable, [conditionally]Kind

Hair Style: Long, infront of left eye bangs, everywhere, messy
Hair Colour: Blond, red, pink, black
Face: Big eyes, small but bold lips, slender face, normal nose, very porportioned, A LOT of black eye liner
Eyes: Teal, deadly stare
Body: Slender, well-built, large hands, normal feet, long arms and legs, average chest
Skin: Pale, and smooth, cold to the touch [if you dare]
Height: 5'8
Weight: 108

History:
"Sally, you can wake up now," says a deep voice so close his breath leaves moisture on my face. It is so dark, when I open my eyes i only see a dark, muscular figure, hovering so close.
When I wake up I am in the hospital. A cast on my arm, sheets over my legs, even though they feel like a thousand pounds. I roll my head to gaze around the room, but even that feels like a dagger through my skull.
The room has white tiled floors, and periwinkle walls with little sailboats at the top. "Is that supposed to humor me..." i mumble. When I close my eyes I picture the accident.
Dad in the front singing "Brown Eyed Girl" to mom. Mom blushing and telling him to stop. Bryan with his head phones on, i can hear Metallica blasting his ears. Me laughing that Honor in the back is singing with dad, even though she doesn't know the words. Ten i remember i left my ring, the one Seth gave me was still on the table at Outback. I lean forward to dad and say, "Paul, I left my ring!" He sighs and says, "DO you really need it? I thought you said it was tacky and you were embarrassed by it..."
I make an achh sound that snotty teenagers in movies make and say, "No Seth gave it to me! I love that thing!" even though when he sighed i already knew i had to say one thing and i had him where i wanted him.
"Okay sweetie." as he looks in the rear view mirror to smile at me, and then glance at the road to see a pack of skunks walking right out in front of our car. He swerves, air bags burst, and I black out.
I cringe and then think about after that. I was in some kind of wooded area and I see my family waving at me, and slowly dissappearing. "No! come back! Mom! Dad! Bryan! HONORRR!" I wail, and try to run to them, but they vanish.
And then I open my eyes and see the big figure over me. And now I am here......A nurse walks in, looking down at a clipboard, and smiling up at me. I gape at her. She is [i guess] somewhat attractive; thin with red curly hair, and a bunch of freckles. But those "angle kisses" aren't what freak me out. It is that she is ingulfed in what looks like violet flames.
"Something wrong?" she askes, a bit of unease in her voice. "yea, um....i don't know how to say this but why are you violet?" She gives me a lost look and starts to back out of the room, and then dart down the hall.
A month later, I realize that not only does everyone have a strange colour of flames around them, but I can hear their thoughts, put images in peoples minds, and I have a very strange tattoo covering the whole upper half of my body. Don't ask me how, but i found out that I can't remove it. i hear voices all the time, all these unknown voices, saying useless crap. I see spirits. I blast my iPod like Bryan would [cry] to drwon out the voices because the only other thing that works is alcohol
I am living with my cousin who is 25 and also my only living realative. woo. She has no idea how to deal with a college student, first of all since I am not in college. I tried to apply, but the school administrators take one look and say,"Oh did we forget to mention we are over populated?" when i am applying for a community college. THEY CAN MAKE FUCKIN' ROOM!
I met this guy who's my neighbor. He's really nice, and i feel like I've known him for a lifetime. He likes to come over and try to help me apply to his college. He is big, tall, dark, sexy, and has a wonderful voicce that makes me feel safe and warm. His name is Jesse, and i don't see him engulfed in flames and i can't read his mind.
One day I hear a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in" i whisper. Then Jesse walks in, he's wearing black jeans, and a white tee. He sits on my bed with me and says, "Sally. I wanted to ask you something. Do you recognize me?'' I make a confused face, but I am really thinking back to all the guys I've met. Ohhhh, my old life is so hard to remember after the accident.
I squit at him and say, "No, Jesse. What do you mean?"
"I brought you back." he said, with the most dead serious look and voice.
My eyes buldge. "Whu?"
"That night after the crash. You died. but i brought you back. You were in the woods. You lingered, so i brought you back." he said, so much concern in his tone.
"Wait...so what am I? What're you? How'd you- I mean...What?!!" I feel so stressed, so confused. Then I start to feel anger, and hate.
"Wait. Why did you bring me back? Whay couldn't you've let me go with my family. I-i didn't have a choice if I wanted to stay..." then i hiccup, and start to cry.
He starts to hug me and answers all my questions. Okay first of all, he and I are demons. [apparently] He brought me back because I am his love. I am spirit of his love. I always end up being killed and then end up in another body and or form. He said they are always beautiful, and always amazing. He said I have a coice to be a demon, or move on back with my family.
I thought he was moving too fast, but I did want to be a demon. I don't love him, honestly. I just met him, and its all so fast, so i ask him to make me a full demon, but I say that i can't live with him, or love him. But he understood, and told me that the colours of people are their aura's and i can block people's voices through a shield. Also the tattoo is a sign that i am a powerful race of demon. woopee
I do love being a demon, and being able to put images, and dreams into people's minds is always a treat, but now I have lived for 20 decades, and i have attained many skills and have grown bored with life, with all its romances, and losses, and everything.
I see Jesse every now and then, but still feel no more than comfortable around him, so now that is [not really] the end of my story.


Usually wears: Skinny jeans, baggy jeans, tight shirts, Hoodies, converse, DC's , short skirts when feeling like showing off, barretts and weird accessories in hair, lots of chains and spikes and skulls.[/i]

When the wemon's hands slamed onto his desk, and stated that he had a meaning to his words, and to say it to her face, he still no loger moved he thought of the word veil, then recalled that the deffinition ment to reveile something, and something about that seemed to cause her to belive that he was not saying something, what ever it was she seemed vary iratated about, His eyes stayed glimering and shineing, he stared out the window, and whispered "the vail.. by witch i ment i could have retrevied thi's utincel for you."

He stayed silent now ignoreing anything more that she said or did, but when she called him a stupid amarican, he muttered "call me that again..." his head turned towards her, and the red in his eyes showed full "I dare you" with that silence came from him, and the class the entire room held its breath, they all forsaw how this could turn out if she did say it again. She would not be vary happy with how it wouold end, neather would he but he hates trash speakers.

When she stated to him "stupid amarican" again, without another worning, his left hand griped her wrist while he pushed his desk aside, he pushed her face first into her desk, and pushed her head into her paper and he used the most Abnoxus amarican accent he had "Stupid german Woman" his voice was still a monitone And with that said, he pushed her face down onto her pencle, she squrmed and tryed to escape his vice grip but he did not budge "now aplagise for being a raceist Bitch in the amaracan contry that alowed you to even be here" every last word was still emotionless. he muttered dullfully, comeing close to geting her eye to tuch the pincle's led. every one Was screaming but Lucain muttered "SILENCE!" this one broke into a yell. the teacher was hideing in the cornor calling sucrity.

but it would be no use this kid could take down all of the staff members with one hand and a leg behind his back.

after she walked close to the door, from the floor he muttered slowly "yes i do know how." to kill something that is allready dead is simple. burn it alive or.. undead in her case weather she was asking him to do it he would take care of it eventulie, he has to take care of the fact that he might be geting to go to Jail... again.

The Following day lucian did not appear at school, but instead the class that he had goten into a fight with her, the teacher announced "Lucian was taken to jail for a few nights for causeing "harm" to a female, Today considering the fact we have a new student we should tell Lucians tail.." Lucain was the largest point of gossup in the entire town. "lucian is eighteen, and just two years ago his feonca Elizabeth Shina Shantail.. Was killed They don't know who did it... Its not something you should talk about around him, and he has been haveing a vary hard time dealing with it considering the killer was never caught. Is there any Questions?" the teachers hand moved up to her face whipeing away a tear from how he had acted only a year prior to today.