((SO.... Yup.. sOm dante x booker.. 사랑 it hate IDC XD I enjoyed 글쓰기 this so much.. Like 당신 don't even UNDERSTAND! ;DDDD So now this series is two 1/2 seperate stories.
1)Blade's predicament -1st person-
2)Terror, Ty, Bec and some other OC's -3rd Person-
1/2) SOme Booker and Danter action -3rd person *FORNOW*- SO yup continue pliz))

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After he left Blade and Damian to talk, 또는 argue, 또는 whatever, Dante headed toward his quarters. The long dark hall echoed his slow footsteps as he trailed down it. Stopping at his dark wooden door, a soft thud sounded his forehead hitting the mahogany. Soon, he built up the strength to open his door then close it, locking it.

Quickly he slipped his 셔츠 off and stared hard at the scar crossing his chest. His fingers slipped across it's velvety surface, he flinched at the painful memory, before he turned to his resting area. As graceful as possible he stumbled onto his black, silk, sheeted bed. The mattress heaved under his weight, due to the lack of use the past couple days.

A sigh escaped his lips, the last couple months have been hectic and Dante hadn't had a good rest for about six days. All he really wanted to do was relax and escape all this stressful crap.

Bright lights flashed and the ear splitting screech of tires skidding, metal crumpling, and.... 본즈 breaking sounded out for the whole city to hear. A shard of glass gouged its way into his chest as broken pieces of bone punctured his lungs and the blood poured into throat and out of his mouth then it was all black.

Blade stared in horror at the scene, as the Cadillac stormed off. A scream broke out and the damp touch of brokenness extinguished her flame. She fled the scene, she couldn't 곰 what was before her, as the same Cadillac rounded the corner and stopped right 다음 to the twisted carcass of the car. Out came a tall man with dark brunette hair, he reached in and took Dante.

Red eyes snapped awake and veered to left where the locked door, stood open letting in the coolness of the hallway. Dante sat up cursing as a cool bare hands wrapped around him and whispered into his ear.

"Have a good sleep?"

A growl of annoyance poisoned Dante's words,"I slept for five minutes."

The dark brunette haired intruder shook his head, amusement sparking in his green eyes.
"Eh, stop complaining." His nails grazed Dante's skin.
Ignoring the blush creeping up his face he muttered,"Booker, how did 당신 get in here, my door was locked?"

"It's called powers. Gosh you're so ignorant.. do 당신 ever think?"

"Shut. Up. Booker."

Dante are 당신 always this crabby? You're like your damn sister, and I've only seen her."

"Don't talk about my sister, like that!"

Booker pulled Dante till they touched, red eyes softened in comfort and all anger and malice was gone as the dark haired boy rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Hush, my little vamp-"

"Don't say it."

Booker's eyes softened as Dante turned to face him and he continued,"I don't want be reminded of what I am."

And before the brunette could react, the platinum haired boy nuzzled his head into Booker's neck and let out silent sniffs and sobs. Slowly, Booker prodded Dante's hair while rubbing his back to calm him.

"Dante, you're still you, with 또는 without fangs, no potion, magic, 또는 vampire could change that."
A small voice echoed in Booker's head..


"And I 사랑 you.."

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((SO???Is it weird that I ship this?

And sure it has nothing to do with the story line.. but 저기요 it's good to throw in a little off topic stuff... kinda..))