Hunter Rose Vares MacNamara-Night
-=It amazed her, it was only three nights ago, that she saw her life melt away into the utter confusion that tested her very soul this night. Torn between her heart and her mind, she was useless, unsure, wondering ... she seemed different in a way this night, yet not all in the same, such a gypsy never gave up their poker faces, was that an ace up her sleeve or a simple useless three ... no one would know lest she were to pull it out and run with it. Of course, one didn't even know she was around untill she slipped a single gloved hand around the handle that would then begin to creek open the door of her eventual destination. Somewhere in her heart, she knew she did not want to see his face, not so close to Avery, as she knew that face would be. Ah, but hearts were blind to the disappointments that inescapably met with them. She stepped into the lights of the room and took a solitare deep breath ... her eyes moved around and seemed to look through each occupant of that room... a long deep purple coat, reached to her ankles easily, seeming to be knit from scratch, box over box of tightly stitched material, that cloth she wore was thick as armor, and soft as fur ... heavy and light all at once. She reached one petite hand to unbutton the only button that she had seen fit to fasten on her way here and she let the coat fall open, not too wide as it was held together by the thick metal chain that was wrapped around her neck and worn as a necklace. Underneath, one could see the thin shiny leather that Hunter had been quite fond of in her recent months. A short top, that ended right above her bellybutton, and a pair of dangerously short leather shorts to match it. She wore thigh high, dark purple stockings, that reached maybe three inches above the ends of her very thick black boots. Around her right boot, a thorned rose was wrapped, random thorns digging in here and there. Around that left boot wound a thick chain, that matched the one around her neck. She wore no earrings on this sad day, but none would ever be able to tell, as her thick red hair fell wavy over each ear and down her back some. Then of course there were those three overly intense tattoos that she wore upon her left cheek, right under her piercing, hungrily expressive sphere. Dripping tears, running down her face, it seemed real for a moment, and maybe due to a trick of the odd tavern light, those tears seemed to reflect off each other to produce a pure halo of serenity around her head, neck and shoulders. Like tiny stars clumped together to make her beauty seem even more surreal then ever before ... She threw those emeralds across to her new destination and began making her move over to it, small, graceful, steps ... as if one fluid motion had taken her over to that chair by the bar where she proceeded to allow her coat to run down her arms, ever so slowly, until it rested in her hands, then she moved her right hand to relieve the left of it's duties of that removed piece of clothing, she then tossed it neatly over the chair and removed each glove ... finger, by finger revealing those well polished nails, and the bare arms that were normally covered by the accessories that now covering her boots. Though it was not seen before, she was wearing a long sheer tank top over shirt that reached as far has her coat had, and it made this, otherwise whorish, ensemble look rather classy ... it was all in the way a Ravnos moved... all in the way she walked and breathed and spoke ... She could be trashy, sluttish, but her eyes and hips spoke differently and told a different version of her little story. Finally, she hopped up onto the bar and took a major deep breath. She popped her neck, first to the right, and then to the left, the cracking echoed in the dim, nearly empty, room. Her eyes finally focused on the man sent to interveiw her and just as he was about to speak, mouth open to ask his first question, she held up one long finger, tipped in the finest green razored nail, to silence him.... what choice did he have but to silence as this angelic being wished of him.... he wanted to find out as much as he could about this crisis waiting to happen....=-
The Beginning
I remember when I was three, my mother would bounce me on her knee, two of my many sisters, Katrina and Cassandra would look on, patiently awaiting their turn. My mother was a goddess to us, when she spoke, we did no more then listen. While she held us on her lap she would tell us beautiful stories.... Stories of a land where their were pixies, vampires, werewolves, humans and many other species that all lived together. She reminded us that it wasn't complete peace, but it wasn't complete war either...
I remember that was a big deal to us.... Jarden, my hometown, was always at war. I remember how the historical documents were written, and I remember the scribe who wrote them. And if you remember, sir, anything from those historical documents, you probably remember that Jarden and Arklian were at constant war for over three hundred years, until the year that Jarden was destroyed.
I remember the first time one of my brothers was sent to the frontlines, I could never forget his name... he was my mother's first son and was named after my father, Kevin. He had no more then a cheap leather armor, short sword, and shield.
I remember three weeks later my mother got the terrible news that Kevin had been killed. Though i was only six, I rememeber the gloom that overtook the entire household, and the tears that left my mothers eyes in constant hysteria... Three days later, my mother got a tattoo under her left eye of three streaming tears...
I remember when my father returned to the castle after having been on a short trip to Keria to sign an alliance, that his face turned as red as any apple I have ever seen as he heard about his sons death.
I remember he said nothing. Simply grabbed his broadsword, and placed it in it's sheath. He wore his shield already upon his back.... and he gave my mother a long hug, I thought for a moment they had been glued together... But he finally parted from her and gave her a kiss on the forehead.... I remember my mother cried that night.... I think she knew it would be the last time we would ever see him.
I remember sister after sister, brother after brother, was sent to the front lines... and every other week a messenger would come to the castle with more sad news and my mother would cry again.
I remember after the tenth messenger, my mother sunk to the floor and the light in her eyes died for a moment before a single tear dropped from her left eye, it looked strange against her streaming tears tattoo. And she shook her head and whispered so lightly I think nobody but my could here "No more."
I remember the next day they tried to send my sister SHera into battle, and my mother grabbed the commander and through him into a wall, she looked crazy for a moment, as she held him tightly to the wall by his throat, and she told him to take someone elses children the their inevitable deaths. Then she threw him out of the house and locked the door. Nobody sent any of us to the front lines again.
I remember one day of every year my mother would take us all to the graveyard to honor the memories of those that we lost. I remember my mother went from grave to grave placing a single white rose on the ground of each. I remember our family took up nearly the entire graveyard.... I also remember that by the time we left the graveyard, all the white roses had turned brown.
I remember the day of my thirteenth birthday I heard an explosion near the castle and felt the ground quake. My mother was already herding my siblings out and told them to run, and not to look back... My mother then got to me and my four closest sisters, Veil, Alwynn, SHera, and Juniper. She told us to stick together no matter what and to run as far north as we could and not to stop....
I remember me and my four sisters held hands as we ran, we saw fire all around us and some of our siblings got shot by arrows, the sisters and brothers closest to them would stop and try to help them, but they just got shot too. Very few of us made it to the thick forest that would cover our escape, and my little group was not one of them.
I remember my sisters and I had heard one sharp high pitched scream and we stopped and turned to see one of the other army men standing over our mother. He had her by the collar and was holding her above the ground, wee saw her struggling to free herself of the mans grip. We also saw the dagger that protruded from her thigh and dripped thick black blood... The man wore a sick sneer and had ripped open her shirt....
I remember my oldest sister Alwynn screamed out in rage and dropped Veils hand running full force to him, she moved faster then I had ever seen anyone move in my entire life. At that point I had no idea how, now i know she had used Celerity.... She grabbed the crossbow off the mans belt and held it to his back ... then without a word, we watched as she gripped the trigger and the steele arrow went straight through the mans heart. I remember the look of surprise as he dropped our mother and fell to the ground. He never even had time to scream.
I remember Alwynn began to help our mother up and the four of us ran to help her as well, other siblings that weren't hurt or out of sight also helped us, together we lifted her and brought her to saftey.... Though I am no longer in the now leveled Jarden, The horrors of when I did live there, will always haunt my heart...
The Entrance To RhyDin
I remember when my little group got to RhyDin, my mom finally told us it was ok to stop and she found an inn .... what was it called.... oh my. I must be losing my memory... Oh yes! Fire Rose Inn. She checked us in and highered a lady to watch after us while she was away.
I remember asking my mom where she was going to go. She simply reminded me that she had more children then just the five of us, and she wanted to find the ones who had lived an gather them here.... She said she knew she might not find many, but she must try, and she said she'd never give up looking until she knew for sure there were no others to find... she kept her word... she's still searching.
I remember when my mom left how Alwynn sobbed for hours and hours on end, and how SHera locked herself in the room mother had rented for her. Juniper immediatly went out on her own, as did Veil.... And I wondered Rhydin, getting aquainted with my surroundings and trying to find a job.
I remember I would spend most of my time at the RhyDin Orphanage, playing with the lost kids, and making them happy. I'd buy them toys with the money mother left for me, and I'd bring food and drinks so they would get a good meal... I was only sixteen at the time.
I remember when I got my first job. I was working for a man named Thomas in a place called Demons Night Club. I got this job as an exotic dancer, at eighteen.... I loved dancing, it helped me get away from my troubles and I moved into a house by the waterfalls. Small house, but it was better then my old room at the inn. I'd go to work every day, dance a little, then go home and go to bed. The next day I'd do it all over again.
I remember I got lonely very quickly. I had never been alone for more then a half hour before, and now I lived alone. It was horrible for my nerves. I'd jump at the smallest sound, and go to bed crying every night. I missed my sisters, but I didn't know where they had gone. Every night I heard my mothers words in my head "stick together" I couldn't help but feel like I had let her down.
I remember how boring my schedual got. So one day I went into work simply to quit. Thomas got so angry that he grabbed me and threw me into the stage. My back crashed against the edge of the stage and it took all my strength not to fall. He rushed at me and grabbed me by the hair with his left hand as he pulled back his right hand.... he was holding a pick dagger in it.... I can still remember how loud I screamed as a figure lept out of the shadows at him... I don't remember where that figure came from though.
I remember crumbling to the side of the stage hiding my eyes from the violence.... then when I looked up I saw none other then Alwynn standing over the body of my former employer... She threw the dagger down at him. I remember scrambling to my feet and looking Thomas over, as it turned out, Alwynn had slashed him from ear to ear, and he wore a new bloody smile.
I remember running over to Alwynn and feeling her wrap me up in her arms, stroking my hair as I sobbed about my latest misfortune. She calmed me down and I finally asked her what she had been doing. I remember she told me she had come as a messanger and Juniper was getting married. I was to be a brides maid.
I remember she led me to an estate to the very west of RhyDin, and I was so happy to see Juniper. She was smiling and she looked radiantly beautiful in a long blue dress. I ran to her and held her for the longest, then I saw Veil... she too looked beautiful ... gothic, but beautiful. I ran to her and hugged her too... It was a beautiful moment, and I remember crying on her shoulder, I had missed my sisters so much.
I remember I was introduced to Mike, Juniper's fiancee, and someone close to him, Christian.... I instantly saw something in him, it was love ... at first ... sight...
Then Comes Heartbreak
I remember Juniper sat me down and spoke to me, during that engagment party, about a guild she had started. We talked about it for a while then she persuaded me to join... I remember it as if it were yesturday. Star Warriors of the Night. I was a warrior in it, and it got ideas rolling in my head.
I remember getting a tattoo below my left eye of three streaming tears, so that I could connect to my mother in some way.
I remember watching everything my sister did, I watched how her members reacted to everything she said and did. Then I took my knowledge and created my own beautiful guild, with the help of Alwynn. We named it BLADE, Beautiful Legendary Amazon Daughters of Eternity.... but really it was her idea for the name.
I remember me and Christian were married, not long after Juniper and Mike. We made quite a match... a little strange, 'cause you know Christian was always a "my way or the highway" type and so was I. I guess we were doomed for failure from the beginning, but what could I say? Love clouds the vision.
I remember the joy I felt as Juniper had a daughter, Jasmine Variya Vares Arklon, and named her after her two best friends, and then how she had a little boy almost immediatly after Mike's death... Alamaric Viscera Vares Nytestar.
I remember that a woman was introduced to me through Juniper, a woman named Avery LeVue... Well actually Juniper had left RhyDin for a little bit, a short trip to try and find mother, and had dropped her guild... Avery had been the SiC and Juniper had sent her to my guild. So I let her in... as it would happen, she did eventually become SiC of BLADE... and not to long after I remember Alwynn went off to search for Juniper and Avery became the co-queen. And soon after we became the best of friends.
I remember my first pregnancy.... I was told it would be twins and I was so excited. Christian looked nearly shocked when I told him there'd be two.... and when they came it was so wonderful, Jeremy Christian Night and Drake Christopher Night. They were beautiful, and I remember wondering how I could love someone, so much, that I had just met....
I remember it didn't stop there.... everytime I had a nightmare about Jarden and mother, I'd hear about another child in me.... I had three in one week once, then heard I'd have triplets! Don't get me wrong... I still love each of my children, no matter how many there are...
I remember those triplets were born and me and Christian had a difficult time naming them... I finally let him have the naming rights and he came up with Vyx, Kolton and Xylina... I've never been to fond of the names, but I love my children.
I remember Jeremy kept found a child at the orphanage that he made quick friends with and brought her home... We couldn't just let her leave to go back to nothing.... So Polaris became his new sister. [Keep in mind Christian already had one adopted son, Mark]
I remember when Kolton was kidnapped..... I don't, however, remember much else about that time, I forced myself to block most of it out.... All I remember is Kolton was killed during that time... I don't know how or by who.... But for a long time after that I never wanted to see another child again for the rest of my life... I eventually healed... at least partially.
I remember getting pregnant again with a single child. It was a surprise since I don't have children I have litters. And what came from me was a gorgeous baby girl, only my second girl, and we named her together, Shaylandra Dawn.
I remember when the arguments started... Me and Christian simply weren't seeing eye to eye anymore... Nothing was the same. It started happening little by little until every night one of us was punching a hole in something or crying ourselves to sleep, so we knew it was over... and we divorced.
I remember being heartbroken.... I remember how much I missed him..... How much I didn't care how much we fought.... only how much we had loved each other at one point.... So I threw myself into my work... I blocked out everything and everyone.... I took enough care of my kids for them to survive... but for the most part, their love come from my sisters. That part of my life went by very quickly....
I remember A few years after my divorce I met another man, Scott Tepes.... to be honest I never loved him as much as I did Christian, though I did love him. And togather we had one child... Aspen Quinn.... However I was getting somewhat older now ... I decided to stop with the risks and I had my tubes tied.
I remember how Drake, Vyx and Xylina left RhyDin to "Find themselves" and explore the world.... They never did have a passion to stay around in RhyDin.... It never made them happy.... so I let them go....
I remember going to Veil's wedding as she married a common hooligan named Jason Darksyde. I don't like him one bit, but I smile supportively and nod anyway. She is my sister, and it's not my choice now is it?
I remember Jeremy getting engaged to a girl I really liked. She was one of the division commaders in my guild, I never foresaw what was going to happen... I remember Jeremy crying on my shoulder when she left him for a woman and supposedly "aborted" the child they were going to have... then I watched as he lifted himself back up when he found out that he did have a daughter, and I watched him look after her untill she was old enough to go exploring too.... I remember how proud I was of my son....
I remember Dawn falling in love... and letting me meet her wife. I must say I was shocked to find out my daughter was a lesbian, but, she is still my daughter and Becca, now, my daughter-in-law. I remember when Jessica was born and how happy I was to be a grandmother again... I remember how cute I thought the child was, and how much she looked like Becca and Dawn.
I remember quitting BLADE to spend more time with my family and become the mother, and grandmother, I should have been from the start.
I remember the hurt, pain, and maybe even betrayal when I heard that Avery had married Christian, but I nodded and smiled supportivly anyway.... But even when they divorced I felt pain, now for them, instead of myself.
I remember Scott cheating on me with Dawn's wife, Becca. I remember how angry and hurt I was.... I'm not as big a person as my daughter, for my daughter believes in karma and she knows Becca will get what she desrves in due time, but I couldn't even stand being around Scott.... I remember Jeremy challenging Scott to an Honor Match, in my name... He won, and me and Scott divorced.
I remember how everything is now, would be nothing if I had not faced my demons and faced my angels all the same. I am still deeply in love Christian, and always will be. As Iwill always love my children and my sisters, and my mother. My family is important to me, and it will always come first.
I remember that no matter how angelic a person could look, feel and even act.... beneath is always a crisis waiting to happen....