Somewhere Only We Know

Etoile Lefevre · Aug 18, 2011

The sky was an eerie grey. Dark clouds filled to the brim with raindrops loomed over the sky keeping any bit of sun that could possibly peek out, completely hidden. Etoile didn't mind it being a cloudy day though. She honestly preferred to have it be cloudy and cooler rather than sunny and warm. There may even be some rain falling within the hours. That may be a potential problem for what she had planned for today. A couple of weeks ago, Etoile had been made an offer by Asparuh. One that she couldn't refuse to take because it held such a strong meaning to her. Her mother's death would not be in vain any longer because Etoile had chosen the very path that she knew her mother would have wanted for her if she was still alive today. An offer had been made for her to be recruited to the Death Eaters. Etoile had taken the offer without even the slightest hesitation and to her amazement and relief they had accepted her. She was now one of them and she finally belonged somewhere. Which was really something that she had been longing for even if she never really vocally or physically displayed that she wanted to belong somewhere. Etoile never really displayed anything that could reveal her deep desires to anyone. Bring closed off was an advantage to her because it meant that she would be safe from others that meant harm to her when it came to her emotional state. Etoile could take as many physical blows as the world wanted to give her. The dark haired woman enjoyed a spit or two of blood. Sometimes she felt as if she were a vampire. Pain sometimes felt good because it made her feel alive. It reminded her that she was human and she could feel pain. But when it came to emotional and mental blows, she didn't handle them so well. When she was upset she lost control of her sensibility. That was one thing she knew she needed to bring herself out of if she was ever going to become a Death Eater either. But would her old ways be easy to ditch? There was so much circling her mind right now. On one side there was the two men that destroyed her life. Their cruel smirks and arrogant faces making her stomach twinge. There was her mother. Soft and sad looking. Wanting the best for her. Then there was Hades and her two babies on another. According to Asparuh Hades was in love with her and the cruelty she was displaying to him was affecting him mentally. Which path did she ultimately take in the end? There was no easy answer and that was for sure. The unsure feeling she felt was mostly coming from Hades though. His actions made sense to her now. Why he kept her around when she pleaded and fought to get away from his grasps. It could very well be why she was alive and not rotting six feet under right now. Whenever she asked him what he wanted from her and her told her just about every time that he wanted her. She understood it now. It had her head boggled and her stomach all in knots. There had never been someone out there that was genuinely in love with her. It was scary. Etoile didn't know if she could ever return his feelings. There was a chance but Etoile was so afraid to open her heart up and the harder he tried the more she hated him for it.

"You need to let him in. He means well for you...because he loves you."

"Do I dare even pretend like I can understand the meaning of the word love? Look at how many women he has had. What makes me any different."

"You should see the way he looks at you...."

"Why bother?"

Etoile breathed out and willed her inner conscience to just be quiet. It was giving her a headache to think about him. Etoile hadn't seen Hades since Asparuh had taken her away to be recruited and that was a little bit over a week or so ago. One would think that that would have helped her focus on other things but really there wasn't a single day that had gone by where he didn't cross her mind at least once. It was annoying and it made her feel soft and naive. Last time she let someone in they destroyed her life. Hades was a man known for his cruelty and attracting women. Was Etoile another pawn that he was very taken with. Sure Asparuh claimed that he was in love with her. But how did she know this wasn't just some sick joke they were playing on her? 'I need to stop thinking about this and just focus on training.' Today she was supposed to meet the person who was going to be training her. Etoile was excited for that. She was out of that house she had been trapped within. Hades was nowhere to be seen, and she got to get all this aggression out and make her dream come true. To honor mother and find the place where she belonged. For the first time ever, Etoile was also not wearing a dress. Etoile had never not worn a dress before. But it appeared that whomever it was training her, felt that these so called 'pants' would be better. 'Jeans are so uncomfortable! How can people wear these on a daily basis?' The jeans hugged her petite yet slightly curvaceous figure and it made her feel so leggy and awkward. This trainer of hers had better be pretty fricken good because these pants were definitely getting on her nerves. The tank top was a little more her style but because of the cooler weather and the possibility of rain she borrowed a thin cardigan. Etoile wasn't used to dressing like this and she hoped that it wouldn't throw her off and make her look weak or foolish. A loud crack of thunder sounded throughout the dense forest and Etoile lifted her silvery green orbs to the sky. It was so dark and cloudy. By the looks from the sky and lightening and the strong sound of the thunder, there was going to be a storm sooner or later. Training in that would be difficult.

Etoile returned her eyes back away from the sky and continued making her way deep into the forest. It was dense so it would not attract people if spells and powerful hits were made. But that also meant dangerous injuries to one another could be risky. But Etoile was willing to fight her heart out and show this trainer just how powerful she was. Once she finished her training perhaps she could even impress Danielle herself. That was her goal in the end of all of this, she hoped anyways. Dead leaves and twigs crushed underneath her boots and Etoile found herself to a seemingly large opening. This was where she was told to end up but her trainer wasn't here yet. So she had to wait around for a little bit it seemed. Etoile's thin body rested up against the trunk of a large tree and her eyes stared out into the opening. A couple of raindrops fell onto the top of her head. 'It's starting to rain already?' There was another crack of thunder. Etoile loved storms so this didn't bother her. But she failed to see how well her training would go during all of this. Her eyes traveled up to the sky once again as her body remained propped against the tree.

Hades Styx · Aug 24, 2011

Eleven days had passed since Hades Lutrov had seen the one that he apparently had fallen in love with for the past Merlin knew how long he had known her. Hades never thought that he would have seen the day when Etoile Lefevre would ever join the Death Eaters. Perhaps after being around one for so long would have influenced her, and seeing his mark upon his lower left arm. Hades remembered that day when he came home to see that the door shut heavily, and he could hear Asparuh's voice, the voice of one savage and hostile man, and then the sound of one apparating off. One would not know what to think when they were heard that. For all he knew, Etoile might be getting killed, however while he was watching the children and worrying to death, he received a word that Etoile was all right with Asparuh, and Hades felt rather tense about the entire situation. What was Asparuh planning on doing with Etoile? Hades had every right to be worried about everything in here. Asparuh could easily kill her without really even caring about anyone else. Did he do something to Etoile? Hades was always worrying about when it came down to thinking about her. After some thought he wondered what he needed to get done. After three days of no contact or everything, Asparuh had told Hades in person that Etoile was recruited to be a Death Eater, which was splendid news. Hades had hired someone to watch over the children when he had to go over to the Zhefarovich Manor, even though he and Etoile had remained separated for a while. He was told by Asparuh that he would have to be the one to train her because no one knew Etoile like he had. Hades looked down with his onyx eyes and he had to think about training her, and he did not know how he would approach the situation. How could he train the one that he loved to be a Death Eater? The way that Asparuh had said it, it was like he had no other choice. Asparuh always made things a lot more difficult than they should be. Hades wished that they would seem like he had a choice in the matter. Asparuh told him that it would be wise to not let Etoile know who was training her, as Hades was a great trainer. Many have told him that he was a splendid one, and he could see weaknesses. He knew where some pressure points were, and Nicolas Hensel knew about that when he was caught spying on his step-mother. Hades was not about to let someone do that to his step-mother, but of course he did not know who he was at the time either. Hades could have killed someone. He remembered how stealthy he was when he killed Alexander Moon. The feeling of that knife going through flesh, it was the most incredible feeling he had ever had.The rush of killing was like no other rush that he had had before. It was better than sex, to be perfectly honestly even if the sex had blood drinking in it. He loved the feeling of how the bone scraps against the metal, the sound that it makes. Seeing the last breath that someone made, it was enough to make him want to kill again and savor every single little feeling that it had. The light leaving the eyes was one of the most glorious things that he had ever seen in his life. However he wondered, did he love killing more than Etoile? That was something that he could never mix those feelings up with the other or else he would end up slaughtering the one that held his black heart.

While he was thinking, he had to get ready to meet up with Etoile to go train her without her knowing that it was him. How was he going to manage that? Hades looked through everything he could find, and while he was wearing his usual black shirt and jeans, as well as boots. He threw on a small robe that he could use, and then a cloak over to conceal his identity. Hades put the hood over his head and it completely blanketed his face in complete darkness. It was very useful and he could use this before he went and saw Etoile. Hades debated on putting on his Death Eater mask, but he decided not to. He slipped black leather gloves over his white hands to conceal his ghostly pale skin. That would be one sign that he was Hades. He did not want that to occur when it came for training Etoile. Hades concealed some things to ready the training, and he would have to really train Etoile when it came to being a Death Eater. He was very serious about being one, and he would not accept someone that did not know anything to train with him, and no joking around either. Once apparating to the appropriate destination, Hades' onyx eyes beneath the hood looked over to see her standing there looking rather odd in jeans, but Hades liked it anyhow. Wearing a dress might get caught when it came to being a Death Eater. One would have to watch what they wore when they had the mark on their left arm. Hades would tell her that too. He did not know how he would disguise his voice, but he did not really want to either. Instead, his tone was lacking any sort of emotion or mockery, but it was cold and commanding, "Etoile Lefevre, I have been expecting you." It sounded surprisingly not like him, but it was deeper, and had more of a dark, enjoyable voice that one would want to go to sleep to. Hades could manipulate his voice to do whatever he pleased, and he did not want to make it too easy for Etoile to think that it is him. The forest around them made it seem a lot more eerie than ever, and no one would bother them. He cast a few spells to repel everyone if they were to come this deep into the forest. He had also used a spell on the cloak to not get wet, and repel the rain. He did not do that for the rest of his clothing. When the lightning lit up the sky, threatening those around to take cover as the storm was just going to get worse from this point on. However that did not faze Hades. The lightning from the sky did not light up his face enough to show what lay beneath the hood, but one could see the lips from underneath, and that was all. Hades was very wise in picking on what he did. Seeing her propped up against the tree made Hades wonder if she was truly into wanting to train. His eyes narrowed at her form and he withdrew a sword still sheathed from within his cloak and he threw it on the ground at her feet. This would help build confidence, as fighting with wands would be too safe. Fighting with a sword would be better for her overall, however he started to speak in that same commanding tone, "When you want to be a Death Eater, you will not survive long without a well-trained mind. Fighting me with a sword would assist, and this would be just a little step in your training." Hades unsheathed another sword from within his cloak, and it was heavy enough for someone to want to use two hands, however he could hold it with one. He decided to just hold it with both hands to throw her off. He stuck it into the ground and suddenly said, "But first, spell work." Hades withdrew his wand and he rapidly nonverbally fired out a Diffindo at Etoile.

Etoile Lefevre · Aug 24, 2011

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<COLOR color="black">Etoile lifted her head and removed her body from the tree to stared at a cloaked figure. Was that the person who was supposed to be training her? The voice deep dark, and honestly just a little bit sexy. It was obviously a male's voice so Etoile knew she was being trained by a man rather than a woman and that was just fine with her. If it meant a rougher trainer session then so be it because Etoile had a lot of pent up aggression that she was eager to bring out. "It's about time you got here." Etoile replied plainly as stepped away from the tree she had been leaning against and started to approach the cloaked stranger slowly. Even though the person was cloaked it was easy to tell that he was most likely built. Which meant that physically-wise, Etoile might already be in trouble. Why was the man wearing a cloak anyways? Was there something that her trainer felt was necessary to hide from her? It made her curious about him but it also made her weary. Why would they feel like there is something that should be hidden from her when they had barely just met and he couldn't have known that much stuff about her already could he? The thunder started up up again and cracked loudly from up above. Etoile's silvery green eyes lifted themselves from the cloaked figure and rested themselves on the sky for a moment to stare at the dark sky. Clouds were covering absolutely every inch of it now and the only source of light really coming out now was the bit of lightening every now and then. Raindrops started to fall one right after another and Etoile winced when the first drop hit her on the cheek. It was a little surprising but the cool water would feel nice in a bit, especially if this stranger fought back with as much intensity as she planned to. It seemed that her trainer was intending the best from her and when a sword was pulled from the cloak and tossed on the ground at her feet she knew that this was going go be rigorous. Etoile knew how to use a sword and it wasn't as easy and other kinds of fighting was. Especially because the weapon was not only heavy, but Etoile was fairly small right on top of that. But she wasn't going to let that shake her. "Hmph, You're almost making this too easy." Etoile scoffed. The rain started to fall heavily, absolutely drenching her hair and the rest of her clothing. For a moment she was almost envious of the damned cloak her trainer was wearing. There was actually something about him that was familiar to Etoile. She couldn't place what it was though. Perhaps it was just the feeling she got when she was around the trainer. Her pale hands gripped the sword and lifted it from the mud. Etoile didn't mind getting down and dirty but she wasn't the worlds biggest fan of mud. Her face contorted into a look of disgust that may actually still look cute to some. She tried to shake some of the mud off the sword and with the intense rain that was falling from the sky it was a lot easier than she thought it would be. Just as Etoile was about to ask if he was ready for this she heard the sound of the sword piercing the ground and him saying something. The dark haired woman turned her head just in time to see a spell shot at her.

Etoile let out a cry of surprise and managed to cast a wandless protego at the last minute to protect herself from the spell. The sword she had in her hand a minute ago was dropped beside her. "Are you insane? I don't have a wand! It was taken from me and it's not like I'm oh so gifted with wandless magic!" Etoile snaked as she narrowed her eyes at the cloaked figure. The fact that she was nearly hit by a spell made her upset that Hades had taken her wand long ago and that she hadn't expected it sooner. She was not going to lose to this shadowed figure. He took her by surprise because she wasn't expecting him to fire a spell at her so quickly. Especially when she didn't have a wand and wandless magic was something she could only do so much of. Surely her trainer would want her to actually be able to stand up for herself either switch to swords or something. Etoile straightened her body out and ignored the loud crack of thunder that seemed to literally make the earth shake, A flash of lightening made Etoile blink before she returned her eyes onto her trainer. Was he going to use another spell. Etoile could block alright but she would get tired because wandless magic was harder for her. She was better at nonverbal than she had ever been with wandless. "It's nice to know that my trainer is just as moronic as the rest of the world is." Etoile muttered as she let her boots glide through the mud that was building up upon the ground. The ground was going to make it hard to battle later because it would end up being slippery. Etoile would be sure not to let this shake her up either. This training was what she needed to become stronger. This would be like the first time in months that she was out of the house and away from Hades. Her body was free from his grasps. So was her heart and her mind because he was doing something to make her free so strange. It was like voodoo magic or something because she felt like she had little to no control over. He was in her head constantly and she wished there was some way to make it stop. Just make those feelings, and what felt like nauseating butterflies all around her stomach. What the hell was wrong with her?

shaking her head at her own thoughts and behavior she scrunched up her nose and looked down. Maybe she could pretend the tree she was hacking off was Hades and his damned loving emotions. How could he be in love with someone like her? Etoile was not pretty, she was not special. She was not talented or wise. Looking back at all the women he had been with in the past she was nothing compared to them. She was simply just, Etoile. How was that enough to steal someone's heart away. It made no sense to her. There had to be some sort of catch or trick. Why else would this be happening to her. Someone who didn't deserve anything, god she hated him right now for doing this to her and making her head all jumbled. "Can we just get back to training." There was nothing else she could say or do. Her heart was beating wildly within her chest and for the first time in her life she felt like she wasn't able to keep that wall of hers in place. That wall was the last thing she had left and she wasn't going to let some pale faced man take that from her and ruin everything she had been working for to protect what remained of her heart.

Hades Styx · Aug 25, 2011

Hades narrowed his eyes even more at Etoile, and while he was pretending to be a stranger, she seemed to not appreciate to want to being trained. He was lucky that he was even around. A trainer might not tolerate such unrespectable behavior. Hades might not appreciate it, but he was used to her. A trainer would not be used to it at all. Hades spoke in that same dark tone, "If you want to be half the Death Eater your mother was, learn to respect those that were driven away from their life to train an amateur. Keep it up, and you will be the laughing stock of those that have met the Dark Lord." Hades hated having to talk to her like that, but deep down, it may anger her too but then again, she might need it. Hades would have to use what they would have called tough love. They were going to train and train hard to be a Death Eater, as Etoile's mother would have wanted her to be. Hades as the trainer would have to learn to not speak to her in the tone that he had used before, but it was easier than he thought it was the trainer within. The atmosphere settled in nicely with the setting, as two Death Eaters, one would be teaching the other lessons, but it would not be the last either, as Hades would reveal himself, but it would be later on. She might not be too happy on it, but her reaction would bring a sadistic joy to the Death Eater that was acting as another. The trees moved with the wind, and Hades felt the cloak blow in the wind with it as well. It was heavy against his skin however he did not mind it at all. Hades smirked lightly, and the lightning flashed at the precise moment to show those lips smirk. It was completely different from the way Hades normally had, but he had a different attitude now, coming with different expressions. Hades wanted to keep up with this, and he just had to. It was getting to be so much more fun than it should be. When Etoile let out a cry of surprise when she was caught off guard by the spell and was called insane, Hades himself knew that she did not have a wand because he had taken it from her. The trainer however would not know that. He would have to scold her for something that he had done to her, but then again, to her, he was a stranger. The stranger would think that a Death Eater without a wand is like a basilisk without eyes and fangs. Hades moved a little closer to the young woman and he spoke in a very displeased tone, "You don't have a wand? Already you are proving to be one worthless pawn. You are lucky you have a generous trainer. Take the spare." Hades reached into the cloak and pulled out a spare wand, one that was not too sturdy, but it would work for this training. The one thing that Hades did not want to be doing right now was tolerating that behavior of hers. As a trainer, he would have to warp her mind to respect those that were willing to bring her in, and make her apart of their great big, murderous family. It worked for both ways, as Hades brought Etoile into his family and if it were not for him and his family, she might not be alive, but Hades was unsure on that bit. Hades would have to really think about that one before he decided on anything.

The loud crack of thunder signified how close the thunder was. If he had fear of thunderstorms, now would have been a good time to take cover, alas he did not. Hades clinched his wand and he pointed it at her, and said in the most threatening voice that he could muster to Etoile, but was not nearly enough force that he could have if he was around someone else, "Listen here, Etoile Lefevre, you came here expected training without a wand. How smart of an idea that would be, I am unsure as to how would I expect to train you as a Death Eater without one. Being a Death Eater is not a walk in the park, now get your act together, before you become the lowest of us all, and will have even made your mother frown at your godforsaken attitude." Hades was playing the part of the angered trainer very well, and Hades did not want her to take this for granted. He continued on, "As a Death Eater, you must learn to expect the unexpected and you have to earn your way to the top. You won't be doing that by insulting every little thing you come across or if something does not go your way. That is called being a brat. And we don't tolerate brats in our family that so graciously allowed you to join. We accepted you, not the other way around, now act like it, or go home!" Hades sidestepped to the side, wondering if everything he was saying to her was going inside her mind at all. If any of this would click, or if she would just quit. If she expected the trainer to act kind and baby her, she was wrong. She was not the cream of the crop just yet, and she was spoiling the opportunity if she kept up this attitude now. This was the bossiest that Hades had come to, and because he was taking her under his wing as a stranger, he would have to be. After finally throwing the wand to Etoile, he expected training to go on, and then she had to ask it. Hades rolled his onyx eyes under his hood, and his body looked even tenser than before. It is to show her that she should care that she is getting trained. Most Death Eaters that are newly recruited do not have the pleasure, and still, they are nothing in the ranks. They were allied, and they had to be together for each other, or else their alliance would be faulty. They would fall apart and they would not be able to strike fear into one and another civilian that believed in blasphemy. Hades noticed that the ground was getting rather muddy, and he debated on using a spell to make a suitable arena for them to use, but then again, he did not think that he knew of such a spell. He should have researched it before he came here into the woods, and then predicted the weather. At least it was in the middle of night with no one around to hear them. Hades shifted a little bit, before he uttered, "When you are ready to surrender your ego and pride, we will." Hades figured that she might as well be prepared more now than ever, and this time, he shot a spell at her, Obscuro nonverbally. She had a wand now, she would have no excuse not to use it. And he was not going to allow her to win. If anything, he will stop the spells and they would get physical. However, getting it through to someone that they were nothing until they earned their rights and their reputation was key in producing some splendid Death Eaters. And it was true for all of those out there that were newly recruited.

Etoile Lefevre · Aug 25, 2011

Etoile was going to retort back to her trainer that he needed to such his big mouth, but when he commented that if she wanted to be half the Death Eater her mother was she would have to learn to respect those who were driven away from their life to train. It wasn't so much the last part as it was the first part. Etoile hated it when anyone brought up her mother, anyone. It always reminded her that it was her fault that her mother wasn't around anymore. If she had just accept that damned proposal offered by that man, or took herself and her mother away from those men before then her mother would still be alive and Etoile wouldn't be feeling so hurt by even hearing someone talk about. "Don't. Use anyone else to make your point, but don't bring my mother up." Etoile replied as she dropped her gaze to the ground for a moment so she wouldn't have to look at the stranger. It wasn't an issue if he wanted to be hurtful and rude to her but she'd rather not have to hear about her mother in the process. It was no secret that she was messed up because of what had happened in her past. There probably wasn't many out here that would understand the way she felt. She would never be half the Death Eater her mother was anyways so what would be the point of even trying to pretend like she could compare to the woman her mother was. Etoile knew she needed to respect people older than her and she normally did. This guy just got on her nerves so she spoke her heart and felt like she should probably explain where the rudeness was coming from. "Sorry. The rudeness and disrespect is sort of like a defense mechanism." Etoile responded with a shrug of shoulders. The look on her face still remained one of hatred and dislike for her trainer. The rudeness was the way she pushed people away from her because she didn't want people being close or accepting to her. Everyone in her life either hurt her or they died on her so it was a little hard to allow herself to trust people easily. Hell she still refused to let the people who wanted it most past those walls she built for herself. Even if she wanted to let Hades and the others in she wasn't sure if she knew how anymore. Etoile broke from her thoughts when her trainer started to lecture her about not having a wand. Instantly Etoile's temper flared at the man. He was talking to her like she was a small child and even went as far as to call her a worthless pawn. Her fingers curled into a fist. It took every ounce of her strength not to take her dagger and carve that man's face up for calling her a worthless pawn. Especially when it wasn't even her fault that she didn't have a wand. Hades had taken her wand away awhile back. It had been so long since she had her wand with her, she barely felt like a witch thanks to him. The trainer moved closer to her and she crossed her arms over her chest. Why was it everything blamed her for things beyond her control? This was silly that she was getting blamed for something Hades had done. Maybe her trainer should talk to him about it and not to her. 'Generous my ass.' Etoile thought as she watched the man reach into his cloak and pull out a spare wand. "It's not my fault I don't have a wand. It was taken from me." It wasn't even her wand so she wondered how well she would be able to use the wand. Even if he was nice enough to give her this she didn't like how he had spoken to her when she revealed that she didn't have one. It was like her brother and his nark wide all over again and it made Etoile want to rip her hair out. Hopefully this training session proved useful in getting pent up aggression out.

Her trainer clenched his wand and pointed it at her as if he were about to shoot another spell. He then started to speak to Etoile in a threatening tone and she tense up as she prepared herself to either retort or fight. He brought up the wand thing again and Etoile rolled her eyes as she grew even more angry. That was not her fault! "I'm not stupid, I know it won't be easy and I'm prepared for that. I just came here like Asparuh told me too, my wand is in someone else's possession and no one had given it back to me so what was I supposed to do?" Etoile softly raised an eyebrow. Now she wasn't being disrespectful so much as she was just plainly curious as to what she should have done. Etoile was not dumb and she was not going to fight those people for her wand back. Chances are Hades wasn't going to give it back to her anyways. Memories of her mother and Iulian Pisces were still floating around her mind and it was affecting her mental state. It made her feel sad that she was so messed up and repelled people like she was the plague or something deadly. Still the man lectured her and told her that a Death Eater needed to learn to expect the unexpected or they would never make it to the top. Etoile knew that this would be a given. But apparently she wouldn't be doing that by insulting every single person she came across. Etoile had already explained that it was a defense mechanism in a way. She used it to keep people away from her and from growing attached. Being cruel was the quickest way she knew how to do that too. And then Etoile snapped. He called her a brat. That his family graciously accepted her and she needed to either act like it or go home. "F*ck you! I never asked to be accepted by any of you! You people don't understand how hard it is for me. The last time I had a family everything was taken from me, I have been without people accepting anything I have ever done for so long. I don't know what I'm supposed to do or how I'm supposed to act. Letting people in is not an easy thing to do you know. I'm serious about being a Death Eater though, I wouldn't be doing all of this if I wasn't." As soon as Etoile caught the wand in her hand she ignored what he man said and blocked the spell he had cast at her. She then cast Confrigo and waited for a moment before she also cast a power Reducto his way too. This wand wasn't the best but it would do. Her spells due to the anger and her natural ability had some power behind them. But she figured in the end that wasn't going to be enough for the man. Any spells that were shot her way she either barely missed them or blocked them. They were stronger than hers and she could not afford to be hit with them. After an intense fifteen minute's or so Etoile actually started to move around because she was being approached heavily.

Her back rested against the trunk of a tree, she was currently hiding behind it for the moment trying to regain her bearings. This training was hard and after so long without training or using as much magic as she used to, Etoile was dead tired. Her arms practically ached right now but it was a good kind of ache that was going on. There was no signs of the trainer either so for a moment she felt that it was okay is she gathered herself together and figure out what she needed to do to maybe gain the upper hand. She knew this man was a Zhefarovich which meant immediately she had to watch out because he was powerful. It made her think of Hades, once again. Etoile thought of him entirely too much and next thing she knew she was turning red and shaking her head. This was such a freaking mess!

Hades Styx · Aug 26, 2011

Looking over at Etoile, Hades as the trainer could see that anything to do with the mother would affect her in a way that he did not want it to, however he would have to resort to using something else. However hearing her apologize made him think that he was getting through to her. Hades wanted to do what he normally did was kill for her, do something for her to ensure that she was going to be perfect for being a Death Eater however she would really have to get over this pride of hers. If she managed to piss off the wrong Death Eater, they could kill her, and Hades honestly did not know what would happen to him if she was not in his life. He had to have her, there was no question about it. He would have to do everything in the world to keep her, and if shoving the truth as hard as it was in her face, and maybe hurt her feelings, then so be it. He just did not want her smarting off to the wrong Death Eater, and he was afraid of that. As strange as it was, Hades knew why that she was like this, it was easy to tell. The trainer that he was trying to be, did not. He nodded when she explained herself, and also explained why she did not have a wand as well. As a trainer, he would not know everything, and he did not want to have Etoile expect that he would or it might blow his cover as a trainer. He needed to ensure that he would have to stay around. Just for a little while when it came down to training her. He did not think that she would train as well with someone she knew. It had to be a stranger, and Asparuh had agreed to it as well. Hades needed to get her to channel her anger and her attitude into her training, that would be better for her. And it would make fighting the Aurors and other good-doers very interesting to watch if Etoile was the one fighting them. Hades would love to see them as he thought that it would be rather interesting, two Death Eaters like himself and Etoile, fighting side by side, against those that opposed them. It was enough to make him want to ravish her, however it was not about what he wanted right now, it was about training, and serving a higher cause. Serving the Dark Lord while he slumbered eternally was all that mattered. Hades told her in that voice once more, "Turn that attitude, all that anger inside and channel it. Do not try to ship that little story of your life to many others. Everyone has a story, no matter how sad or bad it was, that is all it is. You were accepted by the Death Eater leader to become one of us. You can't have the mark on your own. Start trusting your brethren as we are united for one purpose or you will not last long in the ranks. Heed the warning." Hades continued to move a little bit in the mud, his cloak repelling the rain as he felt nothing however the gloves he wore were soaked. It was not bothering him as he did not mind the rain, and it was not cold to him. He was relishing in what he was in right now. It was warmer, especially with what he was wearing as the cloak was enough. Hades could see that she had to get a lot of things out, and she would have the chance, here and now. However he could just tell her that he were here to train her, no more information was given to him, so he had to assume that she had a wand. Hades did not bother backing his story because the training had to begin. The rain was bearing down on them, puddles were forming on the ground. The thunder was louder than ever, as trainer advanced onto his pupil, and the training had seriously begun, which was both a blessing and a curse at the same time, whomever would have to go against Etoile, soon they would be goners from the very beginning of the duel itself.

After the spells back and forth were cast, with Hades deflecting them left and right. Some of his set the fires to the trees only for a brief period as they were put out by the pouring rain. Once that was finished, Hades asked for the wand back, and once it was given back to him, the real training began with the swords. Metal clashed as the lightning flashed. The fighting went on relentlessly, however Hades did something that he probably should not have done, which was rip her jeans straight in half while missing the skin. The sword fighting paused for a moment, and Hades as the trainer murmured, "I apologize about that, and before as well. I take my job seriously, and I happen to say things out of anger. I am passionate about the arts of being a Death Eater, and I expect everyone to feel the same about our global, murderous family." Hades however continued in the training even with the ripped jeans, and he managed to disarm Etoile and pin her to a tree with a smirk almost able to be seen with the lightning flashing every other second. Streaks decorated all over the black sky, lightening them up with an eerie purple hue. However it was good enough for Hades, the scenery was just amazing. It was setting the mood for everything and having Etoile pinned was enough to make Hades want to reveal himself. But how would he do it. He did not know just yet, but it came to him. It would have to be something that she would have to fight to remember. Something he had said to her after he had beaten her the last time in the fight. "Have any last little fights left in you, or are you going to just give in now?" Hades lowered his sword and took a few steps from Etoile before lightning flashed brightly, illuminating his smirk even more before he gave it a few moments for it to sink into her mind. The words that Hades had spoken before, repeated again. Hades stuck the sword in the ground and he lifted his gloved hand up and he removed the hood. He also removed the entire cloak, allowing his hair and his skin to be soaked. He reached inside of the cloak and he brought out a dress, before he tossed it to Etoile because of the damage that the sword had brought to her jeans. She was probably more comfortable in a dress anyway. Hades also removed his gloves and he removed the black tee-shirt from his body, to allow his skin to ghostly white skin to breathe. Hades turned to face Etoile with a serious look on his face. Hades was not oblivious to the fact that Etoile knew that he was in love with her. Whether or not she believed it, he was unsure. Asparuh had told him everything that he had spoken of to Hades and he was rather livid that Asparuh would dare tell her how he felt, but who was he to stop the Patriarch? Hades let out a sigh and he shrugged, "I can't be under the disguise and treating you like you are some lowlife new Death Eater recruit. I know you are not. Little star, must admit, you have some skills, and it made your trainer proud." Hades smirked lightly, before he figured that she would be infuriated over the things that he had said earlier. It was not like he had meant any of it, well, he did a little bit, because it was a cannibalistic world out there, and he did not want her to end up on the bottom of the food chain. Hades looked at the tree opposite of them for a moment, before he went over to it and placed a hand on it. He had been here before, and he knew the shape of this Weeping Willow. Hades looked back at Etoile and he figured that he might have to end up keeping her from running off, but he would have to see what she does first. The Death Eater narrowed his eyes, a mischievous gleam glistening behind those onyx eyes. She might try to run, but then again, he could find her easily. He would like a cat and mouse game though.

Etoile Lefevre · Aug 26, 2011

Etoile knew that not every Death Eater she came across would pity her life story. Which she didn't blame them for because there wasn't to really pity. In the end it's all her fault that all of this happened to her so the only person who should really be pitying her, was herself. In fact the only thing she would hope for from any of them was respect and understanding that some things were hard for her because of the way she had grown up. Trusting the Death Eaters was not going to be easy for her but she was willing to try what she could to accept these people as her new found family. This was what she focused on as her and her trainer dueled one another with the most powerful spells that it seemed they could dish out on one another without using spells that bring significant harm to the victim if the spells actually hit. Etoile had to admit that her trainer was pretty skilled with the wand too. He rarely let her powerful spells do much more than just reflect of his protection enchantments. But she wasn't going to let it get the best of her and continued to dish out the most powerful spells she could manage with the weak wand she had. It felt like forever before her trainer finally signaled that he wanted his wand back. Etoile was reluctant to give it back to him as well. Her own wand had been taken from her awhile ago and she missed being able to cast magic properly. A wand was a witches' best friend but here she was wandless and forced to give up the last remaining source of magic she had control over and she was being forced to give it up. This and the way she was dressed made her feel like a pitiful muggle. It was not fun and it made her feel like she was less of a witch than she used to be. Truly if her mother wasn't frowning at the mess her daughter had made already she would be frowning at this event. Her one and only daughter being reduced to muggle tendencies. The last thing her mother said to her was based off of something she misunderstood so Etoile would have believed that her mother hated her and everything about her to begin with. But now that she knew her mother in a better light than she had before she was going to make her proud. Show her that Etoile was far from being worthless. Once the wand was handed over they were to begin fighting with swords and Etoile picked hers up from the ground and let the feeling of adrenaline take over before she changed at the man and let the training commence. The physical part of the training was by far a thousand times more difficult than the wand magic was. Etoile was much smaller than he was and his size attributed to his strength. It made it very difficult to keep up with him and not get hit in the process. At one point the sword had even ripped her jeans straight in half and barely missed cutting her damn leg off. At that point she paused and rolled her eyes in annoyance. Great these uncomfortable clothing had officially managed to get even more uncomfortable now that the pants were torn and the tops were soaked and heavy. Her trainer apologized and Etoile flicked over silvery green eyes at him before she rolled them again. Why was he apologizing? What he was was true. She was a worthless pawn who happened to be more useful being a brat and upsetting others than she did anything else. "Don't even bother." Etoile warned him as their swords clashed together. She had heard a lot of harsher things in her life so in a way she was mentally prepared for this sort of thing. Besides this was her trainer and she probably would not see him much so she knew it would be foolish of her to reflect on this. Their sword fight didn't last much longer before Etoile was pinned to a tree and her sword at least a good foot or two away from her. Her silvery green eyes narrowed at her trainer as she saw the smirk from under the cloak form. Damn it she had lost and now he had her pinned! He was a little too close for comfort but it was probably because he was trying to keep her from doing something at the last minute. Then her trainer said something that made her eyes narrow. What he said, it sounded so familiar. There was something about it that made her think. Then it hit her....

Her trainer stuck his sword in the ground and removed his hood. "You?!" None other than the man that was responsible for turning her life upside down revealed himself to be her trainer in disguise. The entire cloak was removed and Etoile was left speechless. A dress was handed to her and Etoile stared down at it softly. It was a pretty dress and she knew she would be more comfortable in it. But the rain would probably ruin the prettiness of it. Silvery green eyes lifted from the dress she was holding in her eyes and back to the man that had brought nothing but confusion into her life since day one. Her eyes widened when she saw him take off the shirt he had been wearing underneath his cloak. Even if she was upset with him and feeling hurt that he had said what he had said, she had admit never once had she considered Hades to be unattractive. With the rain pouring down on him the way it was, and him being as fit as he was. Etoile had to admit it was easy to think of herself ravishing him. But something held her back and it was the same thing that refused to let her admit to herself that she had feelings for him. A part of her remembered what Asparuh told her and made her want to cuddle him and kiss him. Have him tell her that everything was going to be alright. 'He called you a worthless pawn.' But then that thought filtered through her head and Etoile looked at the ground. Even though he had told her that he couldn't be in that disguise and treating her like some lowlife Death Eater. Etoile refused to look at him or anything he was doing. Instead she kept her gaze to the ground. He was going to call her little star now? It was cute but Etoile was angry and bitter at him for the things he said and the horrible way she was feeling. "Worthless pawn? Nice, That's one I haven't heard before." Was the only thing she said to him since he revealed himself and Etoile pulled herself away from the tree and past Hades. The dress was still in her hands but she wasn't in the mood to change right now. Etoile just wanted to get away. Past the trees and thick wooded area the rain proved it difficult to see how far off she had gotten but she could guess that it wasn't too far.

Hades Styx · Aug 26, 2011

Hades looked over at her when she basically had it click in her mind that it was him training her this entire time. The storm was wearing down a bit, claps of thunder turning into low rumbles. The streaks of lightning turned into flashes, still flashing the sky however it seemed like it was letting up. However the rain did not so much. It was still pounding onto his skin. He looked over at Etoile to see how she would react, almost relishing in the fact that she seemed so surprised to even see him. It was incredible, and he folded his arms across his chest and he leaned against the tree that he had craved a message to her in, something that he was not so willing to show her right now. He knew she would get upset about this, and who could blame her, Hades had insulted her, however she had insulted him in the past, and it did not faze him. Someone that was constantly being called disgusting and stuff, saying that someone hated him, none of it bothered Hades as they were just words. He was trained to take everything except compliments, as those would make him a little confused. Hades and those that were raised like so in the Zhefarovich family do not fair well with compliments, as they normally just teach themselves to brush it off, or to dwell on it for hours to get anything negative out of it, which is near impossible to do. Hades glanced down at his cloak and shirt that lay in a puddle on the wet ground, before he wondered if Etoile were to change into a white dress in the rain, it would prove almost useless. It would be the same as running around the forest naked. Thank Merlin that Hades was the only one besides her in the forest. Seeing her without clothing would fair without surprise. Hades merely smirked at the thought, as he continued to think over rain and the white dress. He was a man after all, and goodness he would not be having these thoughts about anyone else. Never had someone claimed so much of his mind and his black heart. Hades Lutrov had fallen for the young witch that he had forcibly kept in his life because there was something in her that was calling out to him, little did he know the consequences of keeping around the girl that he had been dreaming about since he was a teenager. Etoile was his perfect mate, and if he had to, he would do anything to make her see that he was the one for her, to make her believe that there would be no other that would treat her like a queen if only she would allow him to do so. He would not grovel at her feet, but her wish was at his command. Hades would have to work at getting to her, and how long that would take, no one knew. He was so close to breaking down those walls, he could taste the sweetness Etoile gave when she so willingly would give herself to him.

Right on time, Etoile's anger was surfaced, and Hades smirked even more. The words that came from her lips made him look down at the ground, but he had already explained why he had said the things he had said. Why this affected her so much while she in turned had done something so similar to him was nothing short of hypocritical to him. Hades would not allow that to affect him however, he did not feel the need to tell her over and over again, people say things out of anger and he had to pretend to be someone that he wasn't, treating her as such. She even started to walk away. Oh that was not going to do for Hades. No, he wanted her to understand, and he would enlighten her on the situation at hand. Fog may be settling in soon, which would not aid him in any way if not make things worse. Hades slowly looked and stepped past the willow, seeing Etoile's figure slowly getting smaller and smaller as she greatened the distance between them. A part of him wanted to tell her everything, another part wanted him to leave her alone, she would find her own way, but Hades decided to go with either parts of his mind. Instead, he was going to do things his way, the way that he thought would be the best overall, and it might not really be what one would consider gentleman-like at all. Hades started running at a fast pace, his boots splashing the ground as the panther chased down the pantheress. Timing this was key and he did not want to hurt Etoile either. He would just have to get her stopped so that she would end up perhaps learning a lot more than she would bargain for. Leaping, Hades ended up taking Etoile to the ground, where they landed into a puddle. They were soaked from the rain already so this would not bother them a bit. He flipped her over so that she would be facing him before his hands pinned her wrists above her head. He did not dare put his body weight on her as she was so much smaller than him, he was almost afraid that she would break. Hades muttered, "You should know better, I would never mean something like that especially under the personality of a stranger. You know as well as I if you were worthless, would I have bothered with you in the first place?" Hades could be considered more so than her, as he was not doing his job as well as he should be in the family. He was getting slightly better, but he was still as distracted as one could ever be. Figuring that now would be better time than any, Hades leaned down and tenderly kissed Etoile before he leaned back up and wondered if she would be calm enough to speak to him now. His grip loosened on her wrists a bit, just to see what she would end up doing.

Etoile Lefevre · Aug 27, 2011

Etoile didn't get too far before the unthinkable happened. Without so much as even a small warning she felt a strong force cover her body as she fell to the muddy ground. Nasty and muddy rainwater from the puddle splashed all over her face and hair as well as even into her mouth as it opened to release a scream of horror at her fall. Her body was turned around and immediately the rain began to wash away at the dirt she had picked up during her fall. Her eyes landed on Hades as she stared at him with rage and shock. Did he really just tackle her to the ground in order to keep her from running away from him? Her skinny wrists were pinned above her head and she was stuck on the ground with Hades on top of her preventing her from pretty much doing anything. Her chest was hurting thanks to the fall so she was grateful that he hadn't put all his weight on her because he would probably hurt her more than she already was. Hades wasn't fat but he was built and he was very muscular so he did weight a lot more than her scrawny body did. He started to speak and Etoile listened carefully. He that she should know better and that he would never mean any of those things and if he had why would be bother with her in the first place. Her mouth parted slightly as she began to say something but Hades interrupted her by leaning down and tenderly kissing her on the lips. 'I never noticed how pleasant it was to be kissed by hi-bleh. I need to just quit thinking all together if he is going to keep popping up in there.' Etoile wrinkled her nose for a minute before she realized that Hades could probably see her and would be confused by the face she was making. Immediately she returned her face to normal and stared at him before she decided to finally. "Okay, for one, ow! What was the purpose of jumping me like that? Thanks to you my chest is all sore and I swallowed mud water." Etoile didn't even look angry so much as she did annoyed and actually unnerved that he had taken her out and knocked her toe ground like he did. Since he was a female she didn't expect that it would ever bother him if he had fallen like she had. Plus Hades was heavier than he looked, seriously. His grip on her wrists loosened a little bit and Etoile did nothing but remain there, practically pouting at her situation. Hades really needed to stop being like this because it made her feel awkward. Little butterflies were fluttering around inside her tummy right now and she wanted to punch herself and make them go away. "Also, what is the meaning of these!" She pointed at the torn jeans with her fingers despite her wrists being pinned down by Hades. "They are so freaking uncomfortable." They were too tight and framed her curves and shape, which she absolutely hated with a burning passion because she was used to free flowing things. Dresses were cuter anyways. So next time he wanted to train with her he was going to stick with a dress or there would be no training at all.

Her eyes met with his and she shifted in an attempt to break free of his grasp on her wrists even though it wasn't tight, he needed to stop touching her before something happened or she ended up forgiving me. "Don't kiss me like that either, I'm trying to stay mad at you for being an ass during training." Etoile muttered out as she continued to pout and stare at him and forward him that she wasn't kidding and he shouldn't be amused by this one bit. She was serious. Etoile was supposed to be upset with Hades and when he kissed her so tenderly like he had done earlier her heart soared and it made it difficult to be upset with him. The heart was a difficult thing and right now it was making it hard for Etoile to keep up with her old ways. But she felt like she was ready to answer his statement from earlier. About her knowing better and if she was worthless why would he bother her in the first place. Etoile wasn't sure if he knew how much if a mystery he tended to be to her. It would never be easy for her to tell what he was feeling and with the way things worked out in the past. It made her nervous to be in this situation again. "You're strange. For all I know this could have been a large game of cat and mouse to you. You're difficult to read." Etoile admitted as her eyes drifted to the side and she stared at the tree not to far from them. The rain still fell in a heavy amount and every once and while a crack of thunder could be heard as well. It would have been distracting if Etoile wasn't trying so hard to look the other way so she wouldn't have to meet Hades' gaze.

Hades Styx · Aug 27, 2011

Hades slowly narrowed his onyx eyes down at Etoile to see the face that she was making. He did not really understand on what she was thinking about, but if he could have been trained to have Legilimency, however he would have been glad to read that mind of hers. He wished that he could see what that little voice in her mind was saying about him right now, and his actions. Hades watched closely as her face returned to normal, to the normal that he was used to. He was asked about his purpose of jumping her like that and he did not know his own strength. Perhaps he had harmed her by accident which he frowned a little bit. Hades did not mean for her to swallow mud water, which he did not have a bottle of water or anything on him to help her wash out that taste, which should not be too bad, just earthy. Hades did not pretend to know what that tasted like as he had never swallowed mud or dirt in his life. Instead, he looked over her body and he shrugged lightly, "Doesn't seem to be bruised or anything broken. But my purpose for jumping on you like I did, well, I wanted to surprise you, and make sure that you listen to what I have to tell you. However I probably did not have to do it like I did, because obviously I do not know my own strength." Hades looked down at his body and thought that he would have to take more notice in the size difference between himself and Etoile. He did not want to hurt her by accident anymore. Hades figured that the next time that it would happen, he would have to be gentler. Hades added in, "Next time when I decide that I want to be on top of you, I will make sure not to make your chest sore, all right?" Hades sounded sincere and his voice as soft as a low purr. However he was also being rather suggestive and sarcastic as well. Hades would enjoy for this reaction from her because he was enjoying every second of where he was at right now, looking down at her with her arms pinned down in the puddle. Hades was having thoughts and as a man, who could blame him? Etoile was very attractive, her attitude was a little rough around the edges, but it was like working on a diamond. It was like a work in progress, and she was already a Death Eater.

Pouting now, Hades could not resist smirking even more at how she was looking right now. He released her wrists and he remained where he was. She was complaining about the jeans, so there was one thing that he thought to do. He took both of his white hands and he grabbed the denim before he ripped them clean off her body. She had the dress to change into, and now she shouldn't be complaining anymore about them. Hades held the former jeans to her before he tossed them to the side and he stated, "I wanted to see what and how you would look and behave in a pair of jeans; regardless now you cannot complain about them." Hades wondered if she would want to put on the dress right now anyway, but he was tempted to just tear off the remainder of her shirt too. However the Death Eater restrained himself. But the next thing that she had said made him confused. He started thinking, work over work, and then she said that she was trying to stay mad at him. Kissing her had an effect on her, somehow, and it was something he could use to his advantage. Maybe he was doing something to her that he was unsure of. Perhaps he would have to work even harder at it, and he did not want to pressure her into anything right now. Perhaps later, but he would not object to it though. Hades wondered if he was making it hard for her to keep up with that cold attitude of hers. "Trying to stay mad at me, so you mean, the kiss is really distracting you, hmm?" Hades looked over at the pile of ripped jeans over at the side, and he noticed that Etoile was trying so very hard not to look at him, even though she had called him strange, and that he was difficult to read. His left hand slowly cupped her cheek and practically demanded her to look over at him. He needed her to look at him so that he could see what she had in her eyes. Sometimes emotions show, and that was what he was looking for. A sign to see that the walls were finally coming down. Hades murmured, "Is not my being a mystery is what had you drawn to me when you first saw me? By the way, avoiding my gaze is not your style, is there something in that mind of yours that is troubling?" Hades wondered if there was something or not, but before he could even bother, he stole one more kiss from her, just as tender as before however on her forehead this time. Hades was thinking that this was doing something, and he was going to find out what it was, if it was the last thing he did tonight.

Etoile Lefevre · Aug 28, 2011

Etoile narrowed her big eyes a bit when Hades had to point out that nothing on her appeared to be bruised or broken. Well of course nothing was broken! It just hurt and she would appreciate it if he didn't do whatever he had just done again. "Jumping on a women to keep her her from walking away is the most horrible idea I've ever heard of Hades. Seriously." Etoile answered as she gave Hades the most serious stare she could manage with the circumstances she was in currently. He couldn't have been too good with women because most men would realize that women do not like being tackled to the ground for anything. Etoile was the same way as any women was even if she was a bit more on the violent and dark side than most women did. There was always the chance that he didn't care to impress or please her though. Asparuh told her not too long ago that Hades had fallen in love with her but she wasn't sure how much of that she believed was true when it came to what she had seen form Hades. He didn't treat her too badly like the other men within her life which she was grateful for, but she didn't get the sense from him that there was a strong bond like love coming from him. She hadn't realized that she was pushing him away yet so instead she just felt like she didn't feel that connection from him and went on with her life in any way that she could. The next comment that drifted from his lips made Etoile silent for a moment before she caught onto the sudden innuendo that he meant behind that. Next time he was on top of her he would make sure that her chest was sore. It was that low purr she picked up from his tone that make her cheeks turn a hue of red and her face contort to one of complete shock and horror. This time it was even worse than the look she had given him when he had jumped her. It was new to her to have some man be so suggestive with her. She was not used to Hades being playful because during the last months they had been together they were busy with the children, Hades' disappearance, and the fact that she had been heavily pregnant and under risk for the longest time. He was probably very lonely in these past months and sought her for companionship. Too bad she was probably the worst companion in the entire world. "Nooo there will not be a next time. But thanks for the considerate thought...sort of-Hades! Wh-what the hell? I said they were uncomfortable...not rip them off!" Etoile hadn't even finished what she was saying before when Hades took both of his white hands grabbed the torn jeans she was wearing and ripped them clean off her body. Leaving her in only what she had been wearing underneath. Which also happened to be her favorite pair that were getting ruined thanks to the puddle below! What in the world was his issue? Was he trying to do? Was he trying to be a pain in the butt or was he trying to get into her pants, err it was a little late for that since they were off. They were tossed to the side and Etoile furrowed her eyebrows at Hades. The cold rain was making this very awkward and very cold too.

"Thanks to you, I'm even more cold than I already was. Why don't you get up and look over there or something so I can put the damned dress on then." Etoile told Hades as she pushed on his shoulders to to try and get him to move so she could get changed into something that didn't show her body more than she would like to. But it seemed that what she had just said confused him. How she didn't want him to kiss her because she was trying to stay mad at him. He must have been confused by what she meant when she said that. Him kissing her made a lot of things run through her mind and it made it hard for her to remain just being mad and not thinking about other things. Like how gentle he was being with her. Or how soft hos lips were against hers. It was a jumble of thoughts and she didn't want Hades to get into her head like that because then he would see her being very vulnerable and afraid to open up to someone like him. Instead of answering him Etoile just signed and brought a hand up to her head to run it through her long hair that was soaked from the falling rain above. Chills from the cool rainy air rose up from her and she knew that she was probably going to get sick from this, which equaled headaches, coughing, sore throats. Oh and a ton of tissues being used. Etoile would probably be locked in her room to avoid contamination as well. Another sigh left Etoile and her hands flew up so they rested on Hades' cheeks. Her face drifted up until she was just inches from his own then she rested her hands on the back of his neck before her lips ever so lightly grazed his. It was so quick and swift that it was almost like it didn't happen. Etoile returned her head to rest on the ground. "No. Not distracting. Just making it hard to stay mad at you because....well I don't want to talk about it." Etoile told him softly as she crossed her arms over her chest and tried to remain looking as if she didn't care and wasn't going to look at him because she just didn't feel like it. But Hades left hand slowly cupped her cheek and practically demanded her to look over at him. Etoile turned her face towards him. But she used her nearest hand to grab his own and remove it. "Quit it. There's nothing wrong, I'm fine if you disregard the fact that I'm cold and sore." What a lie she just told. There was a lot wrong with her right now. She was tired, her heart was soaring, she had a handsome man upon her, she was freezing, her pants were gone, and not to mention Hades was trying to be all sweet to her. This was not the time to make her heart swell. A soft tender kiss was place on her forehead and Etoile winced almost as if she was going to be hit. But relaxed when she felt it was only a kiss. Another sigh left her. This was beginning to be obnoxious.

Hades Styx · Aug 28, 2011

Hades rather knew that it was a horrible idea but so was letting her go and risking her running and tripping herself. At least with this stunt that he pulled, it was fun for him. Having her get slightly sore was just a side effect and often when they made love, she ended up sore anyhow. Hades sometimes did but he learned that with pleasure comes pain and sometimes there is a fine line between pleasures and pain when it comes to flesh. Hades shrugged and he muttered, "It was a bad idea, but it was surprising, and your expression really paid off in the end. Besides, better save you the humiliation in case you tripped over a root in the dark anyhow." Women seemed to fall a lot more than men do, at least that was what he had heard and expected. He thought that perhaps she would have done something like that however she did not seem too clumsy. Perhaps she would have gotten lost. That was something that he was not willing to let happen, that is for sure. When she blushed, Hades could not resist smirking at that considering how she was when it came to compliments it seemed. Hades might have to use that to his advantage sometime. It amazed him on how she was allowing him to just kneel over her like that. Hades shrugged lightly and he purred in a sly, almost cocky tone, "I am sure there will be, I know for a fact that you cannot resist me and my body. My blood, I know that for certain." Hades would not stoop to making himself bleed, but somehow he did not think that anything bad were to happen if he were to give Etoile a dagger. However he would not give her a wand. Perhaps he did not have his priorities straight, or he knew something more. The moment the blade were to seep into his flesh, bringing out the liquid of life, Etoile would not finish the job or even kill him because the blood would send her into a frenzy. This is what Hades believed would happen. Spells could make someone get killed easily, perhaps bring him more pain than she could with a dagger. Hades looked over to see her jumbled pants on the ground, dirtier than what they already were. Well, she was complaining about them, so why not just have them off? Hades thought that he was doing her a favor by doing this, not so much thinking of the consequences. He did not even realize how chilly it was out here. Hades looked down to see what she was wearing underneath and that it might be getting a little dirty, but then again, a spell could fix that right up. This was why Hades loved being a wizard. Getting things cleaned up the old-fashioned way was not in his forte. He loved everything about magic except he did love to kill without using a wand. To see every emotion as someone slowly dies was enough to make someone relish and adore using the weapons of man. The use of a dagger as it raped someone of their life before they were ready to be taken by Death's hands. Hades loved it, and would never allow anyone to take away his source of fun. It worked similar in Etoile's case, only he was not planning on killing her.

Cold? Hades looked down at his skin and arms, and saw that he did not have goose bumps nor did he feel chilly at all by the rain. He had grown accustomed to it, and now thought that if she were to stay too cold, she may end up developing some sort of illness, but that was tomorrow's worries. He thought about getting up but from where he was and how he was kneeling, she could just sit up and scoot away from him, but he could spare her some privacy if she wanted to get the dress on. However he did not expect her to kiss him this time. That made him reconsider, as she was the one that made the move this time. That just had him in a more befuddled state. She was fighting to stay mad at him, and she gave him affection, that made him wonder. However he did not want to spare getting his hopes up, but perhaps she liked him more than she let on. "Well, I can fix it so that you are no longer cold and shivering." Hades bent down just a bit, taking her slender form into his arms, and adjusted the way that they were so that he was holding her close to his body. Hades could not pull her legs out of the puddle however this would have to do for the time being. He could, if he wanted to stand up with her but he decided against it. Hmm, she did not want to talk about why it was hard to stay mad at him. Hades would have to get more information on this somehow, and he wanted to see what was going through her mind. Hades looked down upon her when she said that there was nothing wrong, but something was very much wrong. He did not know what it was, but he did know that she was not pregnant again. They had not made love in such a long time, she was not cut. And his body temperature might be warming her up, even though the closeness was not something he was used to. Yet there was something about it that just felt right, and he was going to keep trying to get closer to why she was so conflicted at wanting to be mad at him yet he was making it hard for her to stay mad. Hades decided to let it go for the time being, "All right, if you say so." However that was one of his statements that he normally said when he would not leave her alone about it, but completely. Hades narrowed his eyes when it came to telling him to quit, and there was nothing wrong besides the fact that she was cold and sore. He could tell that she was lying to some extent. He did not know what over, but Hades shook his head and he spoke in his normally serious tone, "No, there is something wrong, and I will end up finding out what it is. Eventually." Hades had that determined look on his face that he normally carried when he was going to get to what he wanted to know, or wanted to have. Softly, he pushed some of the strands from her hair off of her face, before he leaned down, and he bit her neck suggestively. He used one of his hands to reach behind him and pull out a dagger and stuck it in Etoile's hands. He leaned up just momentarily to say, "Have a little, it has been a while since you have satisfied your thirst."

Etoile Lefevre · Aug 29, 2011

Etoile flushed but tried to keep her strong composure when Hades picked up her slender form and gathered her up into his arms. He said it was his way of fixing it so that she was cold and shivering. It was actually sweet of him but it felt strange to Etoile because she was not used to such close contact with another person. "Hades, come on-" She was practically begging for him to just give it up because he was only making this worse on himself when it came to her affections. There was something inside that must have been yearning for him and it was the very thing inside her that came to life every time he came around here. It was the very side of her that hid itself whenever she wasn't around him. The part of her that had probably drawn interest to Hades in the first place. It latched itself onto him and refused to let go so Etoile wondered if this entire time she actually liked being harassed by him. But it seemed that Hades didn't believe her when she said that something was wrong. He could read her easier than she thought and Etoile knew it wouldn't be too long before he figured out that she was trying to close herself off from him and break the last bit of her wall she was keeping up to keep him from her heart. It was so thin and broken now it wouldn't take much at all to break it. "I doubt that." Etoile rolled her silvery green eyes softly then momentarily stared at the tree next to them. Even though she knew Hades probably wanted her to look him in the eyes, she didn't want to because she was afraid it would reveal more than she wanted him to know. He moved some strands of her hair and she stared at him oddly before she felt Hades bite her suggestively on her neck. For a moment she considered smacking him and telling him to back off. But she never minded it when he did that. Even when he hated her. Then he handed her a dagger and told her to have a little. Etoile furrowed her eyebrows for a moment as she wasn't sure what meant. But when he said the word thirst she understood. Ahhh her blood fetish. She hadn't really done much with Hades since that one time. With a smirk now practically glowing on her face, Etoile cooed softly as she hugged her arms around Hades neck and pulled him down to her. The dagger was in one hand and she traced it along the line lightly. He would be lucky if this would be all she was going to be doing to him.

Hours later, the violent rain had finally let up and was now reduced to a soft drizzle that left the ground damp and still muddy. But it didn't matter much to Etoile, nor did it look like it mattered much to Hades either. For the past half hour Etoile had been fading in and out of dreamland as she cuddled against Hades' toned body. His arm was wrapped around her and she had to admit that he was doing a pretty good job at keeping her warm and comfortable. At least until a raindrop fell from one of the leaves above and landed onto her nose. It pulled the dark haired woman from her slumber and forced her to scrunch her nose with dislike. She pulled her hand up and wiped the raindrop away. Her silvery green eyes were then revealed to the world as she opened her eyes and decided to wake herself up instead of trying to sleep all over Hades. When her eyes drifted over to her pale skinned lover she turned a few shades of red and immediately recoiled and removed Hades arm from around her so she could sit up and look around the forest carefully. They were still in that damned puddle. there was cuts and scratches of all sorts on her body from her and Hades' previous actions. Nothing a potion or two wouldn't heal up. Etoile's silvery green eyes could even see the big mark she had made from Hades neck. He was lucky that she hadn't gotten carried away or anything. "I um...." Etoile started awkwardly. She was supposed to be hating and cruel to Hades yet she had just made passionate love with him in the rain. It was ridiculous how much he had forced her to throw away when it came to her morals against him. By the redness on her face and the quietness it may be obvious to him that something had changed. Etoile found the dress laying nearby and she was thankful that it wasn't completely soaked through. Etoile hurriedly pulled it on over her exposed body and pulled it down. It was a little bit on her but that was nothing new. Her eyes refused to meet Hades and she looked down at the ground. "Do you think we should go home now or...." Etoile breathed out as she blinked. Looking at Hades would make her do the same thing as kissing him did, made her think that he wasn't so bad and she wasn't sure if she was ready to take that step yet. Even if he was.

Hades Styx · Aug 30, 2011

Hades did not think that they would have proceeded as long and as rough as they had. The moment that he had given Etoile the dagger. Hades had fallen into a sleep-like state. He was not exactly asleep but it looked and felt like it as he allowed his body to rest and his conscious mind to think while he was resting. The Death Eater felt the soft drizzle as it landed on his tired, white body. He was not even aware that he had his arm wrapped around Etoile. He had done this many times when one of his children crawled into bed with him, or Kailie when he was baby-sitting her. They had such a close bond, closer than Kailie had with Kaleb or any of her other siblings. Hades was tired, exhausted and he felt like he could have an energy potion to wake himself up out of this, because he was not resting fully like he should have been. He did not even know when the last time he slept peacefully was. It was not last night or the night before as he was busy with catching up his duties in the Zhefarovich family, killing those that were not loyal and guarding those that needed it. And believe it or not, some Zhefarovich members actually needed the protection from time to time. Sometimes more often than others. Hades was always around to save their behinds though. What interrupted Hades from his thoughts was Etoile starting to say something, and his eyes opened to look at her. She had slithered from under his arm and he did not even notice. He sat up and he looked down at the puddle, before he rubbed his neck on the mark that Etoile had made. Allowing her such privileges did have its consequences however he was pleased overall with the outcome. Turned out, making love in the rain was indeed better than just a kiss in the rain. Hades slowly stood up and he found the remainder of his clothing, before he slipped it on, including the wet tee-shirt that he normally wore on occasion. Etoile was dressed already and from the way she was appearing, there was a change from her normal attitude. Hades found his wand in his pants and he used it to dry out his jeans and shirt. He put the wand away before he walked over to Etoile and he said softly, "We can go home now, but before we do, I need to show you something." Hades wanted her to see something, but he was unsure of how she would react to it. He needed a positive reaction, or just a blank one, but he did not think he could handle a negative reaction. He did expect questions, and to be questioned like crazy over it. He thought that she would anyway.

Taking Etoile by her tiny wrist, he gently tugged on her arm to follow him. Hades used his other hand to wipe the fallen rain from the top of his forehead. It loved to hit him at times, but then again Hades did have a knack at paying attention to smaller details. He looked over at the tree, the Weeping Willow, the one that had the message to Etoile that he had wrote. He led her to the front of it, before he withdrew his wand and the end of it lit a dim light so that Etoile could read exactly what it said. He knew that she knew things now because of what Asparuh had told her, and now she would know that it was true. Hades never could say how he felt about someone, but he showed them with actions. The message on the tree read, 'Asparuh was right.' Those three words could make a difference but did Hades expect it to? Not really. He just did not want something awful to happen to his children and Etoile. He was going to protect them, and he would not let her leave his life. As long as she was alive, she had to be with him. Hades was obsessed and he was controlling, but he would treat Etoile like a queen if she were to ever officially commit to him. Hades then waited for the message to sink in before he apparated them home after he summoned his cloak to him, into his study with a couch and fireplace already going. He heard the person watching over the children leave before he placed the usual charms back over the house. He could feel the warmth of the fireplace as he conjured a couple of blankets so that Etoile could warm up. Because of the spell he performed on himself, Hades did not need a blanket for the time being. He told Etoile to wait right here while he went and got them some hot white jasmine tea. He took the tray into his study and he poured Etoile a glass and he handed it to her so that it could assist in warming her up. Tea sometimes had healing qualities so it just might help fight a cold that may come on. He took a seat on the couch and he got himself a glass of the tea before he sipped the warm goodness that it provided. Hades mentally prepared himself for anything that Etoile had to throw at him. It never took him long to have it prepared as he was taught by himself to always be prepared for anything. Hades put the glass down and he shifted his eyes to the fire, as it blazed ready for more logs to be put in it. With an underground house, the smoke from the fire was smothered in the forest by the snow. It was a perfect hideaway in case something were to happen.

Etoile Lefevre · Sep 1, 2011

Etoile was more than ready to go home and relax when Hades announced that they could go home now, but he had to show her something first. Etoile remained silent but raised an eye eyebrow to show she was confused. What did he want to show her and what made it so important that he had to show her now instead of later when she was wasn't freezing and tired. It must have been important to him so she didn't bother to complain about wanting to go home. If something had been really important for her he probably would have listened to her and agreed to go. Well she thought he would, it was hard for her to be one hundred percent sure on this. Her tiny wrist was taken by Hades and he tugged on her arm to follow him, which she did. Etoile would be lying if she said she wasn't just a little bit curious as to what Hades had to show her and why it was so damn important? Everything with Hades was always a big mystery that she failed at explaining. Particularly the things he did. Etoile probably would never be able to explain why he did such strange things and that was probably for the best. The less she understood the less attached she would feel to Hades. Even if her heart felt attached already she refused to let her brain feel the same way, her and Hades would be a horrible couple and it seemed like she was the only one who had enough common sense to see that. Finally Etoile's eyes were able to rest upon the weeping willow tree she remembered seeing Hades standing by before she had stormed off into the woods. "Hades why are you showing me a tree?" Etoile asked with even more confusion than she had before because she didn't understand what was up with him and this tree. Her body was led to the front of tree and Hades pulled out his wand to light a dim light. Now she could see writing on the front of it. Her gaze flicked over to Hades for a moment before she leaned in closer to read whatever was written on the trunk of the tree. Asparuh was right. Was all that was written. It was obvious that this was want Hades wanted her to see but why did he want her to see it? Asparuh told her a lot of things but what was he talking about? Her being a Death Eater or something else. Then a thought hit her. When Asparuh told her that Hades was in love with her. She had been in disbelief when he told her, and she was still feeling that way today. So he was confirming the truth in what Asparuh told her that day. Without a sound and making sure all expression was wiped from her face she straightened herself up and look at Hades with the blankest stare ever. What could she say? It was confirmed that he didn't listen to a single thing she told him back them. It was obvious why he bothered her the way that he did. Why he refused to leave her alone, why he refused to let her go. Unable to say anything because she wasn't sure what she felt or what she could say, Etoile just stared.

They were Apparated home before Etoile could find anything to say either. Hades brought the two of them into the study and right after the children's caretaker left she knew the enchantment's on the house were place right back keeping her here. A couple of blankets were conjured and she softly thanked him as she lowered herself back down onto the floor in front of the couch which put her a bit closer to the fireplace and wrapped the thick blanket around herself. Hades dismissed himself for a moment and when he came back he had some tea with him, he must know that Etoile really liked tea whenever she was feeling bad. She took the cup in her hand and sipped it. Hades was on the couch behind her and Etoile wondered if she should say something to him about how she felt. Then it came, those words. "I told you not to fall in love with me." When they first got to know one another she spoke him directly that she didn't want him to fall in love with her. Finally she turned her body to face Hades so her eyes could meet with his. She wanted to see what he looked like because she wasn't intending at all to make him feel bad. There was just some things that she didn't feel was right with this. The biggest being that she has tried to hard to push him away how was she still here with him having powerful feelings for her. Silvery green eyes bore right into Hades. "I fought, I yelled, insulted, injured you, ran, I even tried to kill you on multiple accounts just to keep you away. I tried everything in my power to make you resent me. How in the hell can you still sit here and say you care for me that much?" Etoile asked not sounding angry but just confused. How could he be in love with her after the way she had treated him at all. Any normal person would have been repelled by that but Hades seemed to not be phased at all. It made Etoile flustered because she been fighting so hard to keep others out but Hades refused to take no for an answer. "Do you even know me well enough think you love me? Like what my favorite color is? Or my favorite food? The last person to go and say they love me Hades, ruined my life. You just...don't make any sense right now. Sorry if that sounded mean, but....yeah." Etoile took another sip of her tea and gave him an apologetic look then she turned so her body was facing the fire again. Etoile wasn't saying that she didn't feel anything for him because she did. It was just him being in love with her that made her feel so confused. After she had been such a brat how could he tolerate her at all? Especially when she threatened his life multiple times. Was it because she was pretty and she was a pure blood or something like that?

Hades Styx · Sep 1, 2011

Setting the cup over to the side, the Death Eater stared at the other with uncanny coldness. Hades had mentally prepared for this, and the man was stubborn enough to not let anything faze him. He did not want anything to do with love, and yet like others before him, they had fallen right in it. He had used it to turn into coldness and power, which was what he needed. He shifted a little bit on the couch, obvious that the subject of love was uncomfortable for him. Even though he had wanted to show her that Asparuh was right, he did not want to talk about it. However that did not seem the case. They were going to have to, and he would have to remain calm about the whole situation. In a way, speaking of the subject made him angry. Never had he felt this way about someone, and never would he have wanted to. Etoile told him that she had told him not to fall in love with her, and he knew that. He remembered every moment that they had spent together. Hades continued to stare into the fire, however he could hear her turning her body around so that she could face him, and then only then did his onyx eyes turn to hers. His expression remained as vacant as ever, and the stare she was giving him did not bring any sort of emotion to his eyes as he had put up walls to ensure that either way, he would end up not harming Etoile in any fashion or form. Hades did not really appreciate the subject so much, but he had thought that maybe she would just accept it and not talk about it. A part of him wanted her to return the feelings, another part wanted to be more aggressive and force her to love him. Hades did not want to have to give in to his more aggressive side, and in his mind's eye, he pictured himself pinning Etoile to the floor, with a menacing look on his face, with a dagger to her neck before the image faded away. The aggressive side was the side that he never wanted to turn on Etoile, however when she continued on with how much she fought and all, none of it mattered. None of what she could do could have done would have mattered to Hades. One could not help what happened. Hades looked down upon her and after her small speech, he could not help but say in retort, "To be fair, I did not say anything. I just allowed you to read." Hades shrugged lightly even though that was his argument with that part. Not a single word that he cared or loved her passed through his lips, and who knew if he ever would say it. But he did in fact feel it, and there was no changing that. Asparuh seemed to have played his voice in the making, but he did not say that Asparuh was right. He just wrote it out. It might not be a difference to some people, but he rather enjoyed the arguments that ensued because of his smartass attitude.

Her voice was not even angry, and that caused Hades to think. Hades was not a normal man, and his onyx eyes averted from Etoile's silvery green eyes and back to the fire, as if he were in deep thought. That was good questions that she came up with. Did he know her well enough to think that he loved her? Well, those questions that she asked, he knew the answer to. Hades hated being compared to the past man in her life, and just by the mention of last person caused his jaw to harden and his eyes to darken considerably. His expression looked almost frightening, he muttered, "Don't...compare me to that last man. I do not know what it will take to convince you to not judge me on your past failed relationship." Then again he did in fact ruin her life in a way as well, however he did not see it in that sense. To him, he had made it better no matter what she had said. Hades had made things better in a way, but it was all for himself. It was selfish, even though Hades was convinced that he was trying to help her out. The Death Eater looked toward the fire and he continued on, "You think I don't know you well? That is a challenge." Hades' lips curled into a rather cold smirk, as he started to think of what all he could tell her to say that he knew her. Everything about her that he knew, perhaps he should just spill it all now. Leaning back in the cushions, Hades said in monotone, "Your favorite color is royal purple. Your favorite good is garlic potatoes. Your father walked out on you when you were around five-years-old. You did not go to any school as you were taught at your home. Your birthday is December the fourteenth, and you were born in 2003. Your middle name is Hera and hardly anyone knows that. You seem to find blood intriguing yet find salamanders creepy. You are fond of winter and bad at holding alcohol." Hades paused for a moment as he took a sip of his tea and once he rested the cup down on the table, he continued, "You have always wanted a big family, probably because you did not have a huge one. You hate Aurors because your sister-in-law was one and destroyed the relationship between you and him. You wanted to become a Death Eater because your mother was one and wanted you to be one. You have a few tattoos. You love the scent of vanilla and seem to adore red roses. If you want me to carry on, I can." Hades glanced down at her wondering how it felt to have someone like him know so much about her, yet know so very little about him except that he had had bad relationships in the past, where he did not know how she thought that he had been with a lot of women, which was not really true. She also knew that he was a Death Eater with a powerful family, including a sister. He was a good father, but everything else about him seemed to be a mystery. Hades had discovered so much about her when he had read her diary, and other things by hanging around her for so long.

Etoile Lefevre · Sep 3, 2011

It was obvious to see that Hades was uncomfortable talking about this whole love situation, just by the way he shifted on the couch a little bit. Normally he was very still and seemingly confident but for the time being it was easy to see that this wasn't the case any longer. He was probably not good with stuff like this. Not that Etoile could blame him because she wasn't very good with it either. Love was so complicated and so deep that it was so hard to keep a grip on without losing one's cool, that was what she had figure out of it so far. When two people were in love it seemed like anything else barely mattered except them and everything about them. There seemed to be a loss of time or reality because when you were with your sweetheart you took every single day in like it was going to be your last, but only because love is supposed to make people that happy or something like that. Etoile's mother used to tell her so many things about this infamous love she seemed to admire so much. Etoile knew her mother always wanted to have a true love, because the man she once thought to love left her behind without another word. But it seemed that she was too busy raising Etoile to ever really go out and find that true love of hers. Now she was deceased so in the end, Estelle Lefevre died loveless. Etoile wasn't fated to die the same way was she? Like her mother she had given a shot at it before and things failed horribly. But now here she was being given a second chance. Something her mother hadn't been given and she was afraid to go for it and accept the feelings he had for her. His response made her sigh and roll her eyes to try and hide the and had her read it instead. Was he afraid to actually say what he felt to her face though? "But you still meant it though...right?" Etoile asked as she bit her lip and stared into the fire before her. Why did she feel the need to ask him if he had meant it or not? All together she knew she shouldn't care and she shouldn't let it bother her but it did. Did she want Hades to feel the way he did, to show her and woo her like any other man in love would do when they were in love. Then again was Hades anywhere close to being a normal man. 'Is it to much to want to be wooed and treated like a queen? Probably.' Another left left Etoile and she sipped her tea as her eyes stared right into the fire. She didn't dare turn to look at Hades. She felt like looking at him might show her disappointment. He didn't need to see that. Etoile didn't want to look needy and she didn't want him to have high hopes when it came to her and him working out. Etoile pulled the thick blanket closer around her thin body and suppressed a shudder. The fire was doing little for her right it. It was probably because she was stressing and worrying over some dumb man. This was why she avoided love issues. It made her feel so spacey and stupid. Suddenly Hades told her not to compare him to the last man. That he did't know what it would take to convince her not to judge him on a past relationship. Etoile could tell he was angry just by the sound of his voice, and then she turned to look at him. Once again a sigh left her lips. Carefully she set her cup aside and stood up so she could set herself on the couch and re-wrap the blanket around her. It was so cold in the room right now, she looked like a bundled up Eskimo. Minus the fact that her head wasn't covered.

"I wasn't comparing you to him. I never thought of you as being anything like him. I only meant that last time I had to deal with this, bad stuff happened. But no, you're not like him. You haven't done half the things he did. He wasn't half the man you were." Etoile turned her gaze back to the fire, not wanting to look at Hades any longer. That was a compliment of sorts but she also didn't like really thinking about all the things Hades could have done but didn't. He could have been just like Iulian and his brother. At least Hades never forced her to do anything, or to look a certain way. Or to be treated like a slave. Then Hades piped up that her thinking that he didn't know her well was like a challenge and Etoile shifted her gaze back over to him to shoot him a confused look. Then he went out and said it. He said pretty much any fact that she could name for him to guess at. He knew she really liked royal purple. He knew that she loved to eat garlic potatoes. He knew about her father, which she certainly had never ever spoken about around him. So how did he know this? Her birthday wasn't a huge surprise and neither was the school thing but she didn't tell him so how did he know about it? He knew that she liked blood, which was obvious by the things she did to him. How she liked winter, and hated salamanders. slimy little rats they were. The alcohol thing made her turn a little red because there was a really awkward memory behind that incident she had learned about. But when he was able to tell her that she wanted a big family because she never had one she let her mouth drop. For a moment she was worried about him seeing her tattoo's but then she realized, he had seen quite a bit of her. But the family thing was one of her deepest secrets. By that point she had realized that he had read her damned journal to know all of this. "You read my journal you jerk!" Etoile leaned over and pinched his arm before she gave him a glare. "Okay. So I guess you do know more about me than I thought. But...why is it you know everything about me but I know nothing about you?" Etoile leaned against the back of the couch and let the covers fall a little bit. She was getting worked up but that was because he had read her private thoughts and now she felt like this was unfair because he knew everything about her and she knew nothing him at all. Did he want her to not know things about him because he had something to hide? Time passed, and passed, and passed. Hell there had been a long time of silence before Etoile leaned against the arm of the couch and spread her legs out a little, to be more comfortable. "Will you at least tell me something about yourself?" Etoile as recovering herself back up. She felt like putting some comfy pajamas' right now but that would require moving and she was cold. Not to mention she wanted to see what Hades will say to her. Or if he would just tell her to be quiet or something.

Hades Styx · Sep 3, 2011

Hades did not know if Etoile wanted to keep with the subject over the matter of how he felt. He just could not bring himself to say it. It was different with the way his father felt about the situation. Kalif did not even know what love was, or claimed, because it was obvious that he was in love, but he had another word for it. Hades just did not know what it was. Hades just did not know if he could ever bring himself to say it. Hades just had different ways of expressing how he felt. He would have to just keep it to himself. Hades looked down at the fire as he sipped his tea. He soon finished it and set the empty cup to the side so that he did not have to do anything with it for now at least. He would take the empty cups to the kitchen at a later time but right now he had to deal with this issue and see what Etoile would have to say about it. He tapped his fingers absently on the arm of the couch as he looked down to see that she sighed because of his response. So, he was a smartass, he got it from his father. Many other members had the quality, so it was safe to say that one Zhefarovich descendant that was their ancestor had that gene in them somewhere. Hades had recovered it, Kalif had it, Axel definitely had it, and countless other members, however some of them had other qualities to them that made them Zhefarovich's without the sarcasm. Some of them hated children, and that is truthfully a Zhefarovich gene. It was not until Lydia had come into the family when that gene changed. Hades wondered if his children would have many, or if it will slow down considerably. He did not think that many of his children would grow up to flourish and he did not want them mixing with anything other than pure-blood. The only child that was not pure-blood was Vritra. Hades just knew that if she got with a mudblood, his blood would be smeared all over the walls. Hades glanced down at Etoile when she asked him if it had meant it. He raised an eyebrow and he shook his head, though his words contrasting with his physical gesture, "I would not have wasted my time carving something like that into the bark of a tree without truly meaning it." That was all he said on that matter. Then again, would he have done it just to see how she reacted from it, without truly meaning it? He did not think so. Not in the lightest sense. Hades was not really the one to do that. The man that Hades was remained to be the type that most would not get around, but he was human too. Hades looked back into the fire, however he was merely surprised by her words that she was telling him that the last time she had dealt with this, bad things happened. That was one single time, not every time was that going to happen. His anger subsided into his mind, and he heard the compliment in there, that the man that did those things to her was not half the man he was. Hades could not resist smirking a bit at that, showing his true colors for a moment. It was not something she had not seen before. Hades looked down at the floor before realizing that Etoile had gotten onto the couch with him, and wondered how she could stand being wrapped in that blanket when the fire in front of him. Then again, he was also used to the harsh and cold weather.

"If you ask me, he was not much of a man at all, as much as he was a crawling insect begging to be squashed," Hades said in an offhanded manner. He shrugged his shoulders once and he let out a sigh, the anger seeping down and still hating the thought that he was even with another man. Then again that man did not take her innocence like Hades had, still engaged to another woman at that. Hades had obviously made his decision, and he was going to make sure that everything was good still between his life and hers. He had made the right choice, and everything was still the same as it was before, just got a lot more interesting along the way. Hades looked over to see her reaction to what he had said about her, about everything he knew about her. All of that, plus the learned information, came from her journal back when he read it and left the messages that he was coming for her that did not click in her mind until the last moment. Back when she was running from him and he chloroformed her just like she had done to him that one time. It was interesting, and he would not mind the chase. He constantly thought of letting that happen because eventually, she would end up coming back one way or another. Hades received the pinch from Etoile and he turned to give her an odd stare. That was a little bit weird for him because he was not used to it. Hades listened to what she said that he knew everything about her, but she knew nothing about him. Hades turned his eyes back to the fire and that was because she did not seem to want to know. At least not to him. He did not like sharing his past, about who he was and what all he had been through. However this was Etoile, and he knew that the information he could give her would not go out to anyone, because she was not going to be going anywhere anytime soon. He did not say anything but sat in silence. Hades continued to stare into the fire, and apparently the time that was passing was bothering Etoile because she asked if he would share something about himself to her. Something. Hades pondered over his thoughts, and he wondered what he could share with her that she would want to know. His childhood was empty, his teenage years were gruesome, and his years when he was in his twenties were a blur. Hades finally muttered, "So, you want to know a little about me? Fine, when I was born, my mother was not able to keep up with me, and by the time my father knew I even existed, I was put up for adoption in the middle of Russia. Growing up was empty, to say the least. When I was a teenager, I killed my mother, my adopted parents, and a wh*re, before I reached the age of eighteen. I have been with a total of six women. You were the sixth. Granted, these happened in a span of fifteen years." Hades paused for a moment, his voice in a monotone, before he continued, "You know I was married once. Not by choice either, the b*tch chloroformed me so I don't remember it. You know I am a Death Eater, and the Guardian of a powerful family. The things I can do are terrible, and I never regret it. I do everything in the sake of Darkness, something I come to believe is my inner subconscious. I am a pure-blood, and I am thirty-two-years-old." Hades ended it at that, because he did not know what else about him that she wanted to know. His inner thoughts were buried deep within his mind, and the only place to find them written down was in a private journal, hidden so that no one could touch. However anything else Etoile wanted to know, she could obviously ask and he would answer.

Etoile Lefevre · Sep 3, 2011

Etoile felt relieved that he said he wouldn't have wasted his time craving that message into the tree if he hadn't meant it. Her being relieved was something she wasn't sure she should be proud of though, it sounded selfish of her but she wasn't sure why it sounded like that. Probably just because she wasn't used to wanting to have people care for her. "Then why does it matter whether you said it or you write it? They both mean the same thing." Etoile shrugged her skinny shoulders. Hades probably only pointed out her flaw because he wanted to be a pain in the ass to her. He had a tendency to be like that and she so dearly wanted to hit him whenever he did. He'd probably come up with some smart remark for that too so it probably wasn't worth it to do anything with him around that could get her into a situation where he used what she said against her. He did it a lot so one would figure that by this time she would be used to it or something. But for some reason she walked right into it even still so it was making it far to easy for Hades to turn what she said against her. Sometimes Etoile wondered if she would ever be able to say half the things she wanted to say in fear that he would turn it against her and she would never her point across. For a moment she was tempted to call him a smart ass but that probably wouldn't be a good idea either. He would probably just ignore it or saying something back to make her either feel more confused or upset that he didn't seem to like giving her a straight answer. His response earlier also seemed to symbolize that he wasn't going to say how he felt straight up. He was going to *****-foot his way around it. But should it really matter how he said or did it? Did Etoile really care that much whether he said I love you to her or not? 'I shouldn't care at all.' Etoile thought to herself as she let her eyes drifted down to her uncovered feet. Her toenails were painted an emerald green and right now they proved to be a perfect distraction for her. Now that she was facing Hades he would be able to see her expressions a lot easier. Even her disappointment. But she figure that not making eye contact with Hades would make it harder for him to notice. Etoile wondered if he was still angry at what she had said earlier, where it sounded like she was comparing him to Iulian's brother. She couldn't blame him for being upset but she never did think he was much like that man. Even when Hades did things to her against her will, he had always been more kind and gentle about it. A snort left her when she compared the man to a crawling insect. That was probably the most accurate description of him she had ever heard. "I believe I told him something similar once. I got a real good knock upside the head for that one too. I know it was only a single time and I shouldn't let it control my life, but after being hurt like that...I'm not really sure how to start over. Especially after so long of just being by myself." Etoile admitted. She shifted her thin body a little but and smirked, although it was a more shy smirk that she wished her body would stop doing. "My mother would have really liked you. If you had been over while she was alive...you would have had a hard time getting out." Etoile told Hades with a gentle smile, probably the softest one she had ever given him in their time of knowing one another. It was true though. Just by the way Hades was and his pure blood Death Eater lineage, her mother would have loved him to bits. Hell she would have probably scolded Etoile for ever being rude to him. Her mother would have been tickled pink to see her daughter with such a 'charming' young man.

Etoile was surprised when Hades actually told her about his past. She didn't think he would tell her anything but here he was, telling her. But to her shock and horror what she found out was not what she expected to hear from Hades. He was put up for adoption. 'He was alone.' Instantly she felt bad for him too. She understood what it was like to be alone but not at a young age like he did. At least she had her mom to raise her while she was growing up. He had killed so many before he was even eighteen and Etoile was envious that he at least had his sense of calling, to get rid of those that caused him pain far quicker than she had. When Hades said he had been with six women all together, her being the sixth she felt bad again because she had accused him of being with tons of women. Well six was still a lot but he had been with a lot less than she had thought. Etoile was jealous than there once might have been five other women out there that he held, touched, and kissed like he had her. Hades had even been married. Sure he said he wasn't willing but the fact that he had been married at one point sparked jealously within her. She managed to keep the majority of it under control though. "I didn't know you were married. Did you....love her? You seem like the type who doesn't want to be saddled down with someone." Etoile knew it probably none of her business to ask but she couldn't really stop herself. Etoile wanted to know because she felt like maybe she had more of a chance if he didn't. Marriage was not really Hades' thing and she knew that. Hell the night they officially met and such he was engaged and he still slept with her. What if she would be the same case. Etoile figured she wouldn't, but he didn't seem like he liked being saddled down. Snorting Etoile rolled her silvery green eyes and focused on the rest of what Hades said. He was quite a few years older than she was too. That was something she didn't really pay attention to until now. "So you were alone all that time?" Etoile asked him, referencing to his childhood and how he was given up by his mother and how he had no one in his childhood. No wonder he seemed so quiet and such. Etoile breathed out and let the blanket fall from her shoulders before she crawled way over the long couch and approached Hades. Her skinny body made it's way onto his lap where she was straddling his lap. She was just about eye level with him, so her silvery green eyes met with his for a brief moment. "I'm sorry." Etoile softly kissed Hades on the forehead before she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her in a strong hug. He probably would not like being hugged or cuddled but Etoile felt like maybe, because he had no one back then, he needed to know he wasn't alone. That and he was so warm.

Hades Styx · Sep 4, 2011

Hades was asked the question that he was unsure if he knew the answer of. Why does it matter if he said it or wrote it? It meant the same thing either way. Hades had a good reason, but if it was said, would someone believe it? Words could be interpreted as lies, and she might not have believed him. Hades looked down at the fire before he shrugged once. He waited a moment before he said in a soft, monotone voice, "If I had said it, would you have believed it?" Hades turned his onyx eyes to look at her wondering if he had said it, if she would. Hades just did not think that he could bring himself up to saying anything about it, and the subject itself was a little unnerving to him. He always pictured someone weak and frail that was in love, but if he had fallen into it, would he be doomed the same fate of being weak and frail? Somehow his father was in the same position, but he seemed even more frightening than before. Just more protective over someone too. Hades noticed that she was slightly disappointed and he just rolled his eyes. He just did not understand it, and he probably would not either. However he did not know what led him to say this, "Etoile, look, when you have grown up with a family like mine, or been around them for the past decade, our family does not believe in such things. However there is a small belief in there that this emotion called 'love' can in fact make us either more powerful and strong-willed, or it can kill us depending on how strong the mind is. What I am experiencing, from what Asparuh said, is in fact that. The thoughts are always centered around you, how I would kill everyone that remotely angered or hurt you, and how quick I was to attack Iulian. This obsession that I cannot have you leave my life, no matter what. There had to be a reason why I kept you here. And that reason is what I feel for you. That is why I cannot allow you to leave. Ever." Hades paused for a moment before losing his train of thought. It looked as though he was struggling to remember what else he was going to say. Maybe he would remember eventually, but he did not know right now. He just decided to let it go, because if it was important, he would remember it too. Then he remembered, "Oh, and it would explain why I do not like hearing about the man or men you have ever been interested in. Like my father, I am a very jealous man." Hades was almost proud to admit this too. Hades just did not want to hear about that man or else he thought that he would have a stroke. However when he heard that Etoile was actually hit at one point, Hades' hands curled into fists. He hated the thought of having someone laying a hand on his woman. Even though they were not officially together, he still thought of her as his. Hades did not want that man around, dead or alive. He would ensure that he would be dead if Hades had any reason to believe that he was alive. Hades would have to think of how she could start over, but he did not really know. He started over after Hollace with Anastasia, and then after her with Etoile. Seemed easy to him. And he could not resist smirking slightly when she said that her mother would have wanted her to be with him or something like that. Like, if she liked him.

Hades spoke, in a softer tone, "You start over by letting go of the past, which is hard, but it also helps if you have someone to start over with, like me. And cannot get better than a pure-blood Death Eater that your mother would have loved." Hades thought that he was being reasonable with what he was saying, and thought that it might be what one would call, making things a little more official between them. Well, the Death Eater would have taken the wedding band out to show Etoile that he was married at one point, but he kind of destroyed it, and any evidence of the marriage including the children that were spawned between them. There were no pictures of them, nothing. He had practically burned all the evidence of her from his house. And now she was dead, apparently. He did not care if she was alive or dead. He did not want to know anything more on his ex-wife. "I would show you the wedding band and certificate if I had not destroyed them already. No, I did not love her. I knew this when I discovered that I wanted to have her body in pieces and smeared all over the basement before blowing it up. Truth be told, because of that, marriage is not the goal that I am after. What I am seeking, I do not know just yet. It just does not appeal to me. I figure that right now, I only want one." Hades said these things all so casually, and look as though it did not bother him to let her know such things. That was a big step to him, and he figured out that he trusted Etoile like this. That was a first. He trusted her with a dagger, his information, his inner thoughts, but not with her wand. Hades did not really want anyone to sympathize with him. Sure he was alone a lot, but that was probably what shaped him to be who he was today. He nodded when she asked that question for her answer. He did not mind that he was alone all the time, but he did not really like thinking about his childhood. However what he was not expecting was Etoile to straddle him like she was, right onto his lap. Hades looked at her as if she had grown an extra head but he soon relaxed and did not move. This was the first time this had ever happened to him, from what he can remember. He did not mind it, but he liked it. A lot actually. She said that she was sorry, and he shook his head. "It was not of your doing. So do not apologize." She was not even alive when he was first put up for adoption. And he could remember it too. Took a few years before he was adopted into the Lutrov family, a family that by blood had died out, but Hades took up their name, as did Draegan. He placed one of his hands on the nape of her back, and though he did not return the hug, he still wondered if Etoile had drunken something that made her this kind. Maybe she was always like this, and he was finally getting what he wanted, and what was for her to feel something for him. Something that he had yearned for, craved, and he was receiving it. He felt like he had just killed a thousand mudbloods. It was the best feeling in the world, and he wondered what she was feeling right now, what she wanted to do. If it was to lay on him, then he would not mind a bit. "Etoile, I must ask, what are you feeling right now? I am not a Legilimens, but I am curious."

Etoile Lefevre · Sep 5, 2011

Etoile didn't think that Hades would respond to why it should matter whether he said it to her personally or whether he wrote it down. But she was happy that he did but the more he said to her the less silly she felt for actually thinking that she cared about him. If he had said it, would she have believed it? That was a difficult question to think about for Etoile. Especially when it had only been a couple of hours ago that she realize there was something going on between her and Hades that she had been trying to ignore. "Honestly...I think I would have." At least by this point she would have. If he had told her long ago she would have spat and cursed at him like an angry snake. Back then she would have done anything to stay convinced that Hades would do nothing but hurt her like all the others from her past had. But the more he did for her and the more he fought for her to be here with him the more she started to wonder if there was more to Hades that she overlooked. He was hard to read still so Etoile was never sure that what she was seeing was what he was really feeling or anything. If she could only read him like she wanted to she would be less afraid to tell Hades what she wanted to tell him. Sometimes she was worried she was growing to care for him more than he would want. Did he want her affections or would he rather she didn't bother her pretty little head with trying to care for him. He seemed like he wanted her affections but once again reading him was like trying to read a book with no words in it. One would know there was something there but there was no way of telling what was being said, or even if something was being said at all. Then she watched as Hades rolled his eyes and then he started to tell her something that made her silvery green eyes widen ever so slightly in shock and surprise. Etoile knew his family had customs like so because Danielle had told the family on many occasions that the Zhefarovich's were filled with the idea that if they did not believe in love that it would not happen to them, they thought it made them weak. At one point Etoile would have agreed with them whole heartedly but then she remembered her mother and all that she had done for love. She saw people who turned love into power every day. Sure it created weakness as well but only for people who let it. Hades did not seem like the type that would let it weaken him, whether he did feel it or not he didn't seem weak at all. Hades admitted that his thoughts were always centered around her. Which made Etoile turn red and turn her gaze to the size, hoping Hades wouldn't notice. He stated that he would kill everyone that remotely angered or hurt her, Iulian being a prime example of that. There was an obsession he had with her where she could not leave his life. Which was obvious by the way he kept her so guarded and trapped here. The reason why he kept her here and would never let him leave her, was because he loved her. "So that's why you made the unbreakable vow between us? You couldn't bear having me leave you. I don't think I ever realized how deep this thing between us had gotten. I don't think I ever will leave here really. To be honest this place has become my home. And I have you, and Vritra, and the twins here. I feel a lot less alone here." Etoile paused, hoping to have Hades relax and feel less worried that she would ever try to leave. Even if she still wanted to she had tried to escape so many times in the past. Never once did her plans work either. So this was where she was to stay. sure she would like to get out more often but she no longer would try to view this place as a prison. Etoile was broken from her train of thought when Hades told her that was why he also did not like hearing about the man or men from her past that she has ever been interested in. He was a jealous man apparently. "I see no why reason why you should feel jealous of any of them." Etoile replied as she shook her head at what he had said. It wasn't like they had gone as far with her as he had. She was the mother of his twins, and he had taken her innocence and she was forever bound to him in the vow. He should never have to worry about something like that. He had been with more women than she had ever men so she felt that he didn't have room to worry. She had more of a reason to worry than he ever did. Etoile didn't miss than his hands curled into fists when he heard that she had been hit. She wanted to hug him right then and there. It was in the past. That wasn't even the beginning of what they had done to her but she wouldn't say anything that could anger Hades even more.

Hades told her that if she wanted to start over she needed to let go of the past. Which was going to be hard. But it helped if she had someone to start over with. Like him, she had him to start over with. He had a point too with what he said at the end. He was a pure blood, he was a Death Eater, and her mother would have loved him. "Start over with you, hm?" Etoile didn't sound repulsed by the idea like she would have in the past and instead sounded like she was actually considering it. Which she was. To fix what she had messed up in the past should she move on and start a new life with Hades? Like them being an actual couple and her no longer running from his advances on her. Would they share the same bed, would they have more children together? Etoile felt herself grow nervous and thankfully Hades changed the subject and started to talk about how he never loved her, and how he destroyed the wedding band and certificate. "Marriage sounds like it makes everything complicated anyways, so you're probably better off without it." Etoile admitted honestly as she remained straddling him. They were so close right now and she could feel the coldness still creep up on her. She glanced over at the blanket and wondered if she should reach over and grab it to cover her and Hades with because she was freezing right now, even with the fire lit and burning brightly behind them. Etoile watched as he shook his head and told her that it was not her fault so she did not need to apologize. But she shook her head as soon as he was finished. "No I just...I know what it feels like to be alone. You didn't deserve such treatment from anyone, especially not as a child. I've misjudged you, a lot. I'm sorry for that as well." Etoile's fingers drifted up so they could trace themselves along his smooth cheek and rested themselves back behind his neck one again where her thumbs traced small circles upon the back of his neck. Hades place one of his ends at the nape of her back and Etoile felt like as long as they remained in this position, something was going to happen. Then Hades asked her what she was feeling right now. He could not read her mind but he was curious. He wanted to know how she she was feeling, eh? Etoile let her cheeks become dusted with a pink color and she sighed. She tried to think of some way to describe her feelings. Without sounding like she was hopeless. Her eyes met with his and she wondered if he meant just how she felt or what she wanted right now. Honestly she just wanted to be close to him. Whether that was through cuddling, making love, kissing, talking like this, it didn't matter to her really. Hades body heat started to warm her up and Etoile still wished she could be in her pajama's right now because it would be so much more comfortable. "I'm feeling like...I feel like I want to be close to you...like my heart is telling me to just go for it and fall in love with you. But my brain is telling me to be more rational about this." Etoile said softly, her voice with with sincerity. Then suddenly she leaned down and gave him a fiery kiss on the lips. Full of a passion and fire. The kiss lasted a couple of seconds before she rested her forehead against his for a moment. "There's little butterflies in my stomach right now. I just...don't know what I should do Hades." Etoile closed her eyes and breathed out before she removed her forehead from his. Her arms were still wrapped around his neck and she felt the urge to cuddle with him, to kiss him, ravish him, everything. The dim lighting in the room was still enough for her to see the light in his eyes with. The fire provided light within the dark room and Etoile wondered how long they had been in there for.

Hades Styx · Sep 6, 2011

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<COLOR color="#212121">Hades almost doubted that she would have believed him, and even expected her answer to him to be as such, saying that she would not have believed it. Hades would not have believed it if she said it to him, not at first anyway. That was just how he was personally, and he could never change that. The way he was, he had been alone most of his childhood, and shelled himself so much, that in his mind and body, there was not another. That was not the case with Etoile. At first, she just seemed far too interesting to let go, and then that turned into something greater, and before he knew it, she was inside of his mind and then inside of his black heart. Apparently all that fighting was paying off, and to his shock, she said that she would have believed it. Hades mulled over those words, and he wondered if he had to say it now. Hades did not want to. He did not think he had to now that she knew it anyway. However the Death Eater questioned in a serious tone, "That means that I dont have to say it, right?" Hades just did not want to say it because he thought that it would be pointless anyway. Hades had a lot of customs that he would have to keep up, and then he had to remember some of the more important things, which were getting his mind together and getting himself back on track to the way he was before this whole mess. Seemed like falling in love can in fact ruin something, but make something better at the same time. Hades was sure that he would be able to get back to the way things were, with a better life because he was going to have someone with him, maybe someone that shared the same feelings as he. Hades softly stroked Etoile's spine affectionately, and he continued to look at her with observing eyes. She seemed to have turned red when he admitted some things to her which he did not mind at all. It was very thoughtful to consider that she might be the one. The one that some murmured about, the one that completed. A soulmate, or something like that. Hades did believe in that sort of thing, that one person could be their strength, or their doom. Was this his? Hades thought that it just might be, and he would use her as his strength, and perhaps start a family with her. A big family, something that he wanted. Thirteen children, total. The magical number that he believed in. He did not know if he wanted them total, or just alive. If he wanted them all alive, Etoile would be the mother of nine children, so she would need to have seven more. Hades would not mind that, and she did want a big family. Would he ever tell her this? Perhaps not. But once she told him that she would not ever leave here because it had become her home, after answering her own question, he then remembered. He had to get his two other daughters and bring them here, and then there was the thought of having Hades the second and Kaia meeting her too. Hades would have to tell her about them now, even though he was sure that she knew about Titania and Callista. Hades nodded to confirm her answer before saying, "Well, there are four more to the Vritra and twins. My firstborn son, Hades Lutrov the second, my adopted daughter that I found wondering around and Hades begged me to keep her, Kaia Lutrova, and then two from my broken engagement, Callista and Titania. But here I thought that you liked being alone, was that all a rouge?" The last question was something that he had wondered, and that smirk was back on his pale lips before adding, "I suppose I can lift the protective charms then, and I will see about getting you a new wand." Hades remembered breaking her old one in half and throwing it back at her, the first time he had taken her into his home. Hades pointed out the very reasons why he felt jealous, "The reason why, they had their hands all over you before I did. They got to know you before I could. And some of them were just not meant to live." Of course he was referring to Xelric, the man that he killed with a weapon soaked in snake or spider venom, he could not remember. But either way, the man was dead, now.

The Death Eater truly did not want anything bad to ever happen to Etoile ever again. Never would a man lay a finger on her unless it is himself, and he would not do so to harm her. He would be there to protect her even if she did not want or need protecting. His Guardianship will also pertain to her. However now was the time to see if she wanted to start over, with men and move on to him. He could see that somewhere inside of her, she was attached to him, so why not make it official? He would want her to at least consider it. Consider him and let him treat her amazingly. When she repeated what he had said, she did not sound like she was rejecting it, but considering it. That was better than nothing. Hades wanted her to share his bedroom, share in his life and so he can finally show off to his family that he had found someone that he wanted to keep with him forever. Not that Etoile had a choice anymore in who she wanted to be with because of that Vow she made with him. She was doomed to be his forever but that did not sound too bad anymore. Hades looked down at his left hand, and there was not even a faded mark where a band should be, that was how short the marriage lasted. Hades thought about marriage, but then again, it would have to be entered on his own terms, and he would have to have it low key. He nodded and he added, "It is nothing but stressful." Though with the right person, was it really? Hades had so many factors to consider and he just did not know by this point. There was so much on his mind, it was making his mind spin right now. Hades did not need to think that much on the subject because he did not think that he would get married anytime soon anyway. So, he dropped that thought of ever coming into his mind, and he started on thinking about other things, and then he heard her reasoning behind that apology. That was enough to make him avert his eyes. She had in fact misjudged him, which he was glad that she was coming to terms with that at last. Hades looked back at her and he smirked a little bit more, "Many misjudge me, until they get to know me. Which they unfortunately cannot until I let them. But what is in the past is in the past, it is all done and over with. I moved on." Hades allowed such touches that were coming from Etoile. It was soothing to him, and he enjoyed it. He needed it right now anyway. It was something so small that it was comforting him. Hades noticed the light dusting of pink upon her cheeks as if she had been kissed by rose petals. It was beautiful, and stunning, so how she thought that she was unattractive was beyond him. She was gorgeous but that was not the reason why he was in love. There was so much more than that. Her silvery green eyes had met with his, and he tried his hardest to read her mind, though he just could not. Instead he settled on reading what he had learned as emotions, and then predicted what she might be thinking. She felt like she wanted to be close to him, and her heart was begging her to go for it and fall in love. However her brain was stopping her. It sounded like to him, it was her fear of falling as last time was the only thing stopping her. He had to get her to follow her heart, no matter how corny it sounded, and it even sickened his mind to think that, but with this came power, and that much he knew. Before he could say anything, her lips captured his in a fiery kiss, and he could not resist just giving in and allowing his mouth to move with hers. Hades could see that she was vulnerable, and then the kiss was over, but she was still so very close to him. Hades used his other hand that was not on Etoile's back to caress her cheek, and he looked at her solely in her eyes, and he knew just what to say. He purred, "You know what you should do. Follow your heart, and fall in love with me. Do not let fear get in the way, let me be your guide. Let me be your fallen angel - so to speak. Be mine, officially." Hades slowly moved her to the couch, so the her back was on the soft fabric, and he lay on top of her, of course holding himself up. His left hand moved down her neck, and he looked positively dashing, with that smirk on his lips. He moved a little more before he was resting on the couch too, his back to the back of it, and he gently moved Etoile so that they could lay together, and look into another's eyes, before he started to kiss her neck, tasting her sweet skin. At least now that they were closer, and Hades pulling her closer to him, she might not be so cold...

Etoile Lefevre · Sep 7, 2011

Etoile let her eyes shift to the fire for a moment as she considered on how much it might or might be worth to hear him say that he actually loved her. She already knew how he felt so she didn't think there was a huge need for him to say it, even if every girl would love to hear that there was someone out there that was in love with them. Smiling softly, but with coldness still laced within it Etoile shook her head softly at Hades' question. "No. You don't have to say it." Etoile was one hundred percent sure why he didn't want to say it but she felt it was safe to assume that it was maybe because he was either a lot more shy about this topic than she imagined, or he was fearful that she wouldn't return his feelings and he went out there and told her for nothing. There could be even more reasons than that but Etoile didn't think she would ever be able to figure out why Hades refused to just actually come out and say those three words, right letters, and one powerful meaning. But no one should have to say something they didn't didn't want to and Hades was included within the mix. Etoile knew how he felt and she cared about how he felt so she would never make him do something he didn't want to, unless it concerned her safety then would probably be less willing to let him do what he wanted. But he had never really put her life at risk. Even when they had daggers at one another's throat and made gash upon gash one another she never felt very threatened by Hades and his scary exterior. He was just like her and they shared the same views so she felt a mutual understanding with him that made her feel like she could trust him even when he had a weapon in his hand. Not once had he seemed like he intended to kill her when they had their blood lust for one another going on. Etoile actually believed that some part of her may trust him with her life. Hades softly stroked Etoile's spine affectionately and she resisted the urge to shudder from the contact. It made those butterflies flutter around even more excitedly within her stomach. Etoile leaned into him ever so slightly because the feeling she got with being close to him was a lot more amazing than she remembered a lot of things being. Why hadn't she noticed this feeling before? Probably because she had been so busy trying to close herself up that she forced herself to ignore the feelings she got with Hades. Etoile replaced the feeling of butterflies and how much she liked being around him with feelings of anger and resentment. The entire time she had been trying to convince herself that that hating Hades was the only option she really had. But oh how foolish she had been. As her fingers combed their way across his cheek and neck she listened to Hades as he talked about his other children. Her eyes slightly dulled and for a moment they lost that softness that they possessed a moment ago. It wasn't that she didn't want to meet them. It was more or less the fact that she was jealous than she wasn't their mother, and on top of that what if they hated her. Would Hades change his mind about her if they did? "I hope they don't mind me being here with you and everything. Well no it wasn't exactly. I've always wanted a big family but after all that stuff happened to me I thought I was better off being alone. I told myself that so many times that eventually I began to believe it." Etoile admitted to Hades with a frown, her arms were still wrapped around him and she rested her head in the crook of his neck for a moment. Taking in how warm he was compared to her, and even how nice he smelled. She breathed out softly and hoped that her breathing on the nape of his neck wasn't bothering him. The closeness was actually almost romantic. With the fire going and them being as close as they were. Etoile wasn't sure if this is what her mother was talking about when she meant that amazing feeling but if so she wished that she had listened to her mother earlier. His comment about getting her another wand and why he was jealous of the men like he was made her snort slightly. Awh he was jealous because he wasn't her first for everything. Smiling softly to herself Etoile softly kissed Hades' neck once before she lifted her head from the crook of his neck. "You actually might let me have a wand? There still isn't much of a reason to be jealous of them. You have gotten a lot closer to me than any of them ever have." Etoile admitted as her fingers stroked the back of his neck again. It was sort of cute that he was actually jealous of something. But at the same time she worried that he might get upset if he knew more about what Iulian and his brother had done to her. Etoile didn't want it to escalate and for Hades to get hurt trying to defend her. She cared too much for him.

Hades admitted that marriage was indeed nothing but stressful. Etoile had never thought of marriage in a realistic way. She just knew that when she wanted a family there was once a husband in the picture. But sometimes she thought she would make a horrible wife. Hades thought marriage was stressful anyways, so she figured that as long as she was possibly going to be with him, marriage was out of the question. But she was okay with that. Having him as just her lover was better than not having him at all. "Then don't get married, save yourself the trouble of having to ever be in that situation again. You deserve better." Etoile told him softly, still straddling his lap. Marriage seemed to bind someone and he didn't seem to like that. It would probably scare him off. If Etoile could guess why a lot of his relationships failed in the past it was because the women were too eager to entangle themselves into Hades' life and like most men he feared commitment. Etoile had spent ninety percent of her time that she knew Hades, she had been running and hiding herself from him. But was it going to be too much to want him now? Would it scare him away or was running and hiding herself the right thing to do? Etoile was torn from her thoughts as Hades spoke again about his being misjudged. It sounded like he had forgiven her or was telling her to forget about it but she still felt bad that she had treated him like that. Especially because she may or may not have said some things that actually hurt him. A smirk rose to her lips and as she cradled Hades close she suddenly found herself growing amused with something. "You're the only man I know that has ever been able to tolerate the nasty comments I've ended up saying when I was upset or angry. I never understood why you tried so hard....to even be near me at all." Which was all the time actually. Half the time he seemed amused when she got angry. Which in turn often made her angrier. Sometimes it confused her too but she didn't let it seem obvious that she did. Until recently Etoile didn't really understand why Hades did anything that he did when it pertained to her. she was so cruel to him. Hell she even tried to kill him more than half the time and he still put up with her sorry ass. But it appeared that Hades had feelings for her and she underestimated just how strong they were. As they kissed Etoile wondered is this was who she was meant to be with. Was this the reason that she had gone through such a terrible? Her meeting and potentially falling for Hades? The kiss was broken and Etoile breathed out softly as Hades caressed her cheek. He told her that she knew what to do and that was to follow her heart and fall in love with him. Etoile resisted the urge to tell him that or course he would tell her that. He wanted her to be in love with him so it was obvious that he would want what her heart wanted. But did he realize how difficult it was to sort her feelings out? He told her not to let fear get in the way, and to be his officially? Etoile raised an eyebrow, did he mean like a couple? The dark haired beauty didn't have time to ask him either because her answer was given to her when Hades lowered her down onto the couch with him on top of her. The fabric was cold against her skin, part of the blanket was underneath her legs so it wouldn't do much use to fulfill her search to keep warm. The fire in the dark room blazed on and it seemed almost to represent the passion and emotion sparking between the two lovers right now. As his hand moved down her neck hers traced their way across his strong back, her legs momentarily curled against his too, then he moved so his back was against the couch and she was resting next to him once he had moved her slightly too. Both of them were able to fit on the large couch but they still tried to place themselves as close as they could possibly be to one another. A breathy sigh left Etoile's lips as Hades began to kiss her neck. "Alright." Etoile answered as she gathered herself together for a moment to respond to Hades. She didn't need to tell him what her was to, she assumed that he had been waiting for this for a long time. Her face found it's way close to his own and her lips hotly traced his jawline for a moment before she leaned up to whisper things in his closest ear. Sweet, romantic words that certainly weren't something to be said aloud. She turned her head back to rest against the end of the couch. as her fingers traced gentle circles on the back of Hades shoulder and she breathed out against the crook of his neck.

Hades Styx · Sep 11, 2011

There were at least ten reasons why Hades did not want to say those three words, and eight letters, but maybe one day or today, he might be able to. He wanted Etoile to be able to hear the words said from her lips as well, to make it worth the wait and time. He just wanted to ensure that she would forever be bound to him, without the need of the Vow which would be forever in place. That he did not mind at all, and it appeared as though he was getting through to her. She was not going to have him say it, but if she had wanted him to say it, who knows, Hades might have said it to her. Every woman wanted to hear those words, and he was positive that Etoile was no different. Hades wanted to make sure that her life here with him was the best that he could provide, because he needed her here, and did not think that he could even live without her. How he had managed before was beyond him, but he was forever endowed to the younger Death Eater. She was everything to him and was going to be for a long time. He planned on doing everything with her, and now she could be with him when he went out on Death Eater missions as she was going to be training under his eye. She would need to learn how to be a proper Death Eater, and hoped that them being something more would not come between that. He did not want to be able to harm her potential because everyone expected so much from her. She could be one great Death Eater, and a female one at that. There were more males than females in the Death Eaters, that was no secret. However there seemed to be more now than there were before, which Hades did not complain. The more the merrier in his opinion. Many of his family members were Death Eaters, but he wondered if there were more in the family that were Death Eaters and were male, than Death Eaters that were female. He would have counted in his mind if he bothered to care. His family married Death Eaters the majority of the time which he did not blame them for because someone sharing the same view would be better than nothing at all. Things were better when one person believed in one thing and their partner either supported it or joined right along with it. Hades was honestly relieved when he had been told that Etoile had joined the Death Eaters. It was like a dream come true as he wanted to have someone in his life that was into the same thing that he was. He had no doubt that Etoile would have had an issue with him being a Death Eater, but made it so much better when she decided to join right in too. Hades looked down at the fire before he started to think, what if his children did not want her around as a mother? Well, they would have to get over it, that was something that he was thinking anyway. He did not want to hear them complaining, she was not an Auror or a mudblood. They better not give Etoile such a hard time that it came between he and Etoile. He had come this far just to have her in his life, he was not going to back down yet. Hades shrugged his broad shoulders before he said, "If they have any complaints, tell them that you are a Death Eater and a pureblood, and that should shut them up. I am sure that they will be able to get over it. They have wanted a mother figure in their lives. However, I want you to listen to me, and listen carefully, no one is better off alone. If you stay alone for so many years, you end up becoming as psychotic as I am, slicing and dicing anything that gets in the way of what you want." Hades was saved from becoming a complete serial killer when he had been taken under the wing of the Zhefarovich family once he was discovered and found. The one that discovered him was Kalif and Asparuh, after he had started to seek them out as well. They were Death Eaters, one of them more well known than the other, and Hades himself was one and it was no time before he was reunited with the Zhefarovich family, the family that he had always wanted and needed in his life. He had made a family of his own during his years of being lost as well. However he was going to have them all come back, and be a big family just like he had always wanted. He will have a huge family with Etoile, and no one was going to stop him either. Hades thought about it and he nodded, "I know someone who makes some pretty good wands, darker wands, so we can take that into consideration. Might have him make you two so that we can train you to fight with two wands. We Zhefarovich's are best with two. It will be part of your training curriculum. I know that, and I know I have taken your innocence away and what not, but I cannot help but get mad at it." Hades shrugged lightly once more before he shook his head when he had thought about those other leeches that had gotten so much of a kiss from Etoile or a touch.

However the subject of marriage played in his mind, and Hades wondered if it would be such a bad idea to be married again, to someone that would not drive him away. 'I am in love now, that seems like the next step, but I am not ready to be a husband and I am sure that she does not want to be a wife right this second,' thought Hades, musing it in his mind. He would not mind having a real wedding in his life. Then again he did not want to really want too many people to be around him if he were to get married. He would be the priest over the wedding of course, but he did not want to make a big deal out of it all. Hades smirked lightly, and he stated, "I don't want to really think about it, but what deserve is who I am with right now." Hades did not think that he needed anyone else other than her, and he was just attached to the Death Eater. There was more than the reason of fear of committing to Anastasia when he had broken things up with her after he had proposed. There was the fact that he had been with Etoile as well, and both of the factors together was something that he just did not have the patience to deal with. Etoile had changed his life, quite literally. Hades started to question why he had been able to take and tolerate everything Etoile had been throwing at him. He was just that shelled up so much that insults meant little to nothing to him. Hades explained the best of his abilities, "It is hard to understand. Insults mean little to nothing to me. I have learned to guard myself that much." It took a lot of talent to be able to guard someone up that much. Someone that always got angry with him was just amusing to him. At least in his opinion. That was why he was always so amused with Etoile, she gave him every reason to be very amused with her. Everything she did was intriguing to him. That was the very reason why he adored her so much and did not want to live without her. No matter how much she wanted to get away from him, Hades would keep coming after her, to seize her heart and make sure that she was his forever more. It was not something that was going to be earned overnight. Hades would have to work at it. However her next words literally had him stunned. Somehow it had worked. They were officially a couple, something that she so despised months ago, saying that she would never be anything with him, but that was all over now. Etoile was officially with him, and he did not know if the title 'girlfriend' was good enough. But then again, they could say that they were together, and perhaps lovers. She would need to fully open her heart to him, and he would take it and make sure not to break it or stab it. Hades would be careful with Etoile, and he would make sure that she would know about it as well. At least she agreed, and he smirked even more, obviously pleased with her decision to pick him. Hades leaned up from the couch, before he picked Etoile up into his arms before he stood up from the couch. She had done the thing that he had waited so long for, and he felt it was time. Hades figured that she might not mind it, and it was colder in here than it was where he was planning on taking her. Hades carried his love to the bedroom where he opened the door with his boot and shut it once they were inside. His bedroom was as dark and eerie as ever, and the fireplace lit up as soon as it detected presence into the bedroom. Slowly he set Etoile to her feet while motioning with his hand for her to wait there. Pausing the passionate moment with something that he thought that would be the best. Hades walked over to the drawer, before he pulled out a dagger and a necklace. He sliced into his hand, and he held the necklace where the slice was. The silver chain was now soaked into his own blood, and Hades set the dagger to the bed, and he walked over to Etoile. Why he did these things, no one could ever possibly understand, but he whispered, "It had taken me forever to have you as mine, and now it is time to consummate it. Hold still if you please." Hades walked behind Etoile, and he wrapped the necklace around her neck and he hooked it. It was small and simple, but it was just something that she could wear. It was leaving bloody marks all over her pale, slender neck. He placed a bloody finger to her chin as he stepped around in front of her. Thank goodness that there was none around to interfere with them. They had all the privacy in the world which was what Hades preferred in his time here in Russia. Hades placed his other uninjured hand to her waist as the light from the fireplace dimmed, giving the atmosphere that smelt lightly of metal and blood an even more eerie feeling. Hades gently pulled Etoile to him before he kissed her once more, finally able to have his way with her without so much of a fight. He broke from the kiss, enough to tell her softly, "Even if you don't think I should, everyone does deserve to hear it, but I do love you. Take your time with figuring out whatever you are feeling right now. I am in no rush, but I won't make it easy for you to figure out what is in your heart."

Etoile Lefevre · Sep 12, 2011

Etoile smiled wryly at Hades when he told her that if she stayed alone for so many years, she would end up becoming as psychotic as he was. "If you're so psychotic, why haven't you killed me yet? You would kill anything that stood within your way though? Would you kill even me?" Etoile questioned as her fingers traced it's way up Hades long arm, her nails running across so very slowly as if she were trying to tickle him him really she was aiming to be sensual and wanted to be close to Hades. Her mind did cause her to wonder. Would Hades ever kill her if she stood in the way of something he wanted. It could be power or that inner darkness of his that he talked about so often. Etoile had never feared the inner darkness and there was times when she wanted to lure it out of Hades and see what he was really capable of. But Etoile wondered deep inside of one day that side of him would end her very life. Would it attempt to smite her very existence and watch with interest at the light left her eyes? Etoile was a dark being herself but from the way she had seen Hades act it seemed that there was an inner being within him more powerful and viscous than she ever wanted to imagine. Or did she want to imagine it. This was all over her head because less than twelve hours ago she was convinced that she hated Hades for all he was worth and she wanted nothing more than to be away from him. What had changed within her so suddenly? It was probably because she had been repressing these feelings for him for so long that she had actually convinced herself that she did hate him, even if she really didn't. After he chased her down and persisted in getting her attention somewhere she had let her guard down and let him in unguarded by her walls of ice. Where he secretly started to mess with her mind and attach himself to her heart. Etoile wasn't sure if she should be letting her walls down this easily so Hades could let himself inside and play around with her heart. 'But you do love him..' Etoile's conscience interrupted her train of thought about Hades and him influencing her heart with whatever nonsense he did. She decided to distract herself with responding to his statement about getting her a new wand. "I know it's supposed to be for training. But I feel really bad thinking about you having to spend anything on me. If you let me go to my Gringotts vault, let me pay for it myself. I've missed having a wand so it'll be worth the price. Then again...can I not just have my original wand back?" She liked her original, but if that was far from the case it, Etoile hated it when people talked about spending money on her. Hades probably wanted to treat his lover like a queen but she felt like she was being cheap and like she was robbing him of money she wasn't worth. Etoile averted her gaze to the floor and hoped that he wouldn't call her stupid or something for saying something like that. She was very shy when it came to things being given to her or bought for her. The room was silent for awhile and Etoile smirked. He was mad at the fact that there were other men even though he had taken her innocence and he meant more to her then any of them did. Etoile leaned over ran her thin fingers against his cheek and let her face hover over his until it looked as if their lips were just inches apart. Almost as if she were going to kiss him. But then she just smirked and leaned away. "You mean so much more to me than any of them ever did. I wish I could take all of the hurtful things they had done to me in the past, and just have you in their place. Maybe then things wouldn't be so messed. I'd love to rip their f*cking hearts out and put them on display. Maybe then..they would know how it feels. I thought I was in love once...but it didn't feel anything like this. " Etoile breathed out. Feeling her stomach clench painfully at the thought of how stupid she was. Oh what a little fool she had been. Hades would have been disgusted at how easily she believed Iulian Pisces and his brother's lies. If Etoile had the bravery to do so, and not fear Hades' anger, she would tell him everything. Maybe one day she would. But right now she just wanted to take in the feelings she had with him now.

"Hades I will be honest, I think you deserve way more than me." Etoile told him with all the honesty she could muster. After the way she had treated him and the person she was deep inside, it was not the perfect woman for him. The perfect woman would worship the ground he walked on. Bare his children with ease and without fear. Certainly she would not have tried to kill him or say such nasty insults left and right. Etoile was not perfect for him but knowing Hades he was going to refuse that answer. She was in shock that another human being out there could love a monster such as her. Who could want to spend their life with damaged goods? 'He would give his life up for you. You are in love with him and you should tell him. Stop running.' Once again there was a time where Etoile wished she could murder the conscience within her head. It was always trying to make it look like she was crazy or something. Forming arguments with her about what she thought she knew. What in the world could a conscience know that she didn't? It saw and heard the same things that she did. So how would it learn more than she knew without her knowing of it? Apparently Etoile agreeing to be with Hades made him happy, or excited, or whatever that smirk upon his face was fueled by. "Hades what is-AH!" Etoile let out when she felt Hades lean from the couch and pick her up into his arms then stood up from the couch and started to head somewhere. What in the world was he doing? It was almost like one of those wedding scene's, but more morbid and Hades was always doing something unexpected so she wasn't sure what to expect from him. Etoile saw that he was carrying her to the bedroom and she could already guess what was in store. Hades opened the door with his boot and shut it once they were inside. The fireplace dimly lit the room and Etoile felt the butterflies return to her stomach. Slowly he set Etoile to her feet while motioning with his hand for her to wait there and Etoile raised an eyebrow. What was he doing? She could see him walk over to the drawer and she watched with excitement and coldness as he pulled out a dagger. Oh she loved it when they played with one of those. But there was also a necklace within his hands and it gleamed in the light of the room beautifully. Hades sliced into his hand and Etoile absently licked her lips, eager to taste it, and then he held the necklace where the slice was. The silver chain was now soaked into Hades' own blood. The dagger was then set on the bed and Etoile was approached. He wanted to consummate her becoming his. Hades walked behind Etoile, and he wrapped the necklace around her neck and he hooked it. Once it was hooked Etoile's skinny fingers lifted it so she could see it. The blood dripped onto her fingers and she wiped it away with her index finger before she pip it into her mouth and sucked it off as if it were nothing more than chocolate to her and she was starving for it. "Hades...this is so beautiful. You didn't have to get this for me." The necklace was leaving bloody marks all over her pale, slender neck and placed a bloody finger to her chin as he stepped around in front of her. Etoile had to resisted the urge to suck the blood off of that too. But then he kissed her, and Etoile forgot about the blood for a moment. The kiss was short lived through and once she broke it and heard what Hades had to say her stomach. dropped. Oh god he told her he loved her. "You...said it." Etoile started out. He had actually said it. So he really did feel something like that for her. Etoile felt so overwhelmed and didn't know if she could handle the feeling within her stomach so she needed a distraction. She loved him too. But she was going to way to tell him. Ravish him was the first thing on her mind. Etoile's fingers gripped the collar of his shirt and practically pulled him down forcefully into a heated and fiery kiss. With all the force she could muster while he was caught off guard Etoile did her best to push him up against the wall where she used her impressive leg strength to jump up and wrap themselves around his torso and her arms around his shoulder and neck. Forceful was just in her nature right now. It was the best distraction she had for keeping her mind off of telling Hades she loved him. Once up against the wall she remembered the cut on his hand was bleeding and she lifted the hand to her lips, where she licked and such away the blood, slowly. Pretty much giving him a show. When the blood was gone from there she threw him another fiery kiss where her nails dug into his back. Her lips drifted from his so she could place them at the crook of his neck and leave wistful kisses and bites along his collarbone. Her legs were tired from keeping herself up already so she hope that she didn't fall on her ass. The fire within the room dimmed and Etoile paid no mind to it as she moved the sleeve of Hades shirt over so she could do the same to his semi bare shoulder. Damn if only she had the dagger now. He would get another wound from her tonight while she still had none.

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