Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140201163733/@comment-25151516-20140221210331

Cain's heat sank as his voice held hints of frustration. He ensured that Noir was between him and Azura's lip-reading eyes.

"Not a day goes by where I don't think about that, Miss Lavis. The title my mater plans for her to have is the 'Nightmare Child.' 'Vanessa' is not her true name, either. Azura MacLeod, three months old, was shielded by the unconscious body of her elder brother as his tenth birthday party exploded around him. Her eldest brother and birth father were caught in one of the explosions, trying to usher the guests out.

"Hours later, I took her as Revan MacLeod watched the rest of his surviving family shot before him. Not even the eight year old was spared. My master then left him to die of thirst as a 'final gift'. What he decided to do with Azura was raise her one of his slaves, like me, and appointed me as her caretaker. And as I am her caretaker, I ensure she does what he commands.

"If I do not, and she disobeys, she suffers death. If I do not obey, I suffer death with the knowledge that my village falls to the very creatures for which our organization is named.

"But as her father, I try to keep her light burning. I tell her stories of honor and goodness. That she is loved.

"Now you, Noir Lavis, take heed that you remember what I tell you, for you are caught in their web of death as well. Your contractors or your victims may be connected to you somehow. What the Children of Grimm and Heinrich Ubel are capable of is far too horrible. Tread lightly."