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- Cypress/Ebony 15 3/4" Core of Acromantula Web and Poisonwood 15 3/5" Essence of Vampire Blood
- Age
- 1/1997
It was rare to see someone like Hades Styx slip out of Russia, let alone around someone's home. He held the address in his hand, and the other pale hand was upon the shoulder of his son, Viktor. Apparently, when he left the young boy at the park to go shopping, making a potion to see if Etoile was indeed, pregnant again, his son managed to make a friend. A friend which Viktor described to be the very opposite of what he and his family behave. Apparently, sunshine and rainbows. 'Creepy kids,' thought Hades as he apparated to the address. Hades did hope that the parents would not be the same way. He did not know what to expect, which was why he carried his arsenal of play toys, which could be dangerous to others. Hades did not know if he should be here, escorting Viktor to see his unlikely friend, moments before sending him to Hogwarts New Zealand with Elysia and Lestat. The married man had long since settled down, with no other woman really coming close to entertaining him like Etoile. Even now, she kept him on his toes, which only excited him more, to the point of playing victim and serial killer. Only, the kids need not to be at home.
Approaching the home, Hades balled the address in his fist, before knocking on the door. It was dangerous for someone like him to come here, without even knowing much of the parents. He did not do his research. And it was not like Viktor told him the surname. Viktor was quiet on many levels, but he suspected that Viktor, along with just a few of his kids, possessed that special gene within the family that made them a little on the darker side. Sometimes, that gene couldn't be handled correctly, with the case of Chaos Zhefarovich. "I sincerely hope that you haven't made friends with the wrong sort, Viktor."
Approaching the home, Hades balled the address in his fist, before knocking on the door. It was dangerous for someone like him to come here, without even knowing much of the parents. He did not do his research. And it was not like Viktor told him the surname. Viktor was quiet on many levels, but he suspected that Viktor, along with just a few of his kids, possessed that special gene within the family that made them a little on the darker side. Sometimes, that gene couldn't be handled correctly, with the case of Chaos Zhefarovich. "I sincerely hope that you haven't made friends with the wrong sort, Viktor."