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02/19/2021 12:17 AM  Petrova Diaries intro Petrova Diaries – Engagement Tavis -Introduction lunatic fringe /1586603 Time: 12.15 am EST Date: 2/19/2021 The Petrova Diaries The Engagement Tavis post #1  His name was Tavis   He was one of the most well known or infamous bachelors in this particular area of Greece.  As often as he’d been invited to then,he truly hated parties.  As one of Chronos’ heirs in the Gemini Coven, he had to abide by the rules of the coven.  Silent indignation accompanied the handsome young warlock with no magic of his own.  Chronos called him a siphon.   Others called him a monster. He was just Tavis, the older twin. As such a respected member of the Gemini Coven, Tavis and his twin Sister Tamar were expected to make appearances on such occasions.  Tavis was seated near the south side of the feast.  He took his position as place of power. He could see everything here. He watched as the servants moved about in the room tending to the guests.  There were so many proper attendees, it made him nauseous.   He plastered on his fake smile while he entertained himself with thoughts of evisceration, dismemberment and copious amounts of blood everywhere. Tavis noticed that one pretty one with huge brown eyes was stealing glances at him.  Perfect The young warlock stood to his feet slowly from his seated position. He knew he was attractive.   He knew that the girls and the boys all found him attractive.  He’d taken quite a few to his bedchamber.   A handful left breathing. As he approached the servant, he noticed that Qetsiysah was seemingly the grand queen as the intended bride for Silas.  Something was a little off however.  Tavis had taken advantage of young maidens that had been forlorn for their handsome lovers.  He knew ab unhappy woman when he saw one.   Dressed in the finest robes of the most skilled weavers, Tavis was a sight to behold should anyone come looking.  Slightly curled hair the color of midnight and eyes the color of a clear day, Tavis of the Gemini Coven was thought to have been a god himself by some.  Indeed, he was a schemer and a murderer.   Should anything stand in his way to achieving his ultimate goal, he’d not let anyone stop him. That truly wicked notion included included Tamar. Tavis casually made eye contact with Chronos before heading toward the young girl who was enamored of him.  He was told to find out what was happening with Qetsiysah.  Who better than her handmaidens to whisper to him their mistress’s secrets?  Because of his diabolical nature no one was more suited for the task than Tavis.  This sort of chicanery and subterfuge was where he could shine.   Tamar was simply too honest and above board.   He reached the young girl who curtsied to him.  “Good day m’Lord.  I trust all is pleasing to you in the celebration?” She didn’t dare look at him in the eyes directly. He was a man of noble birth.  She was a mere handmaiden. “No, I’m afraid not my dear.” Tavis leaned forward and whispered in her ear.   His warm breath upon the shell of her ear made her flesh prickle.  A crimson color raced across her cheeks.   He leaned back to smile that iridescent smile that made women and men swoon.  “Could you possibly assist me with my dilemma?” He whispered. The girl smiled almost as if she was drunk.  When Tavis offered to take her hand, she allowed it.  This excited him. He was almost sorry this girl would die to suit his bloodlust, but not until she’d told him everything.  After all, he had to take over the Coven right? Even if Tamar had to rule at his side, this was just a means to an end.  Tavis smiled back toward Chronos as he slowly left the celebration. It was time to get to work.     Who names their kid Malachai? It’s like they expected me to be evil. credit: james kriet 0 Comments

06/28/2020 04:22 PM  Sweet Revenge 002 Sweet Revenge 1x1 with Selfless Josie lunatic fringe /1586603 They all thought he was dead. That’s how he liked it. His niece, Josie should have been completely saturated and envolved in the dark magic by now. The vampire side of him had a huge plan for what he was going to do with his niece. It was the ultimate revenge. Alaric wouldn’t know what hit him. He was pretty persuasive when he wanted to be and he definitely wanted this. He wanted to turn Josie into a heretic. He was obnoxiously giddy with the thought of it. He had purloined an automobile from a poor sap in the hotel in which he’d hid himself. The man’s dead body was laying in the backseat completely drained of all the blood. Kai was dabbing his lips with a handkerchief to get off the faintest smudges of blood. A deliciously evil smile curled his handsome features. His vampiric mask had long since retreated and he was looking normal once more. “I’m so sorry Ralph. Not my fault you had to drive a sweet car. It’s way better suited to me anyway.” He had his rearview mirror adjusted briefly so he could see the dead man in the back. He angled it back upward again in order to drive properly. “Taxi drivers just are so 1994 ya know?” He grinned as he started the automobile. Being a vampire suited Kai. His family history was so tainted because of his father’s attitude toward him. The abomination that came from Joshua Parker’s own loins was now the real monster his father always knew he’d be. Being born a siphon wasn’t a bad thing after all. He wrinkled his nose and admired himself in the mirror as he drove on down the road toward the school. Josie had shown him something in the prison world. She’d shown him that she was just as underhanded and sneaky as he was. Here the precious little offspring of JoJo and Ric turned out to be a siphon just like Uncle Kai. Surely Joshua Parker was getting the extra hot poker up the a/ss in hell because of this. The one thing he fought so hard to get out of his family turned around and was now the last surviving members of his family. “Grandpa Joshie would never have approved of you and Linda being siphons Joanie… Good thing you don’t have to worry about that old judgmental bastard.” He muttered to himself. She had potential to follow right in his own footsteps. Kai was going to be sure that she did. The traffic in Mystic Falls was light. Kai definitely appreciated that. Up ahead on the left was the Mystic Grill. He remembered how the old Scooby Gang used to practically live there Of course he came along after Damon and Elena blew it up to stop the Travelers from covering the world in their magic dome. All that magic that was in the dome was such a beautiful thing for Kai to recall. Using that siphoned magic to slam Damon Salvatore against a tree was better than sex. He pulled up in the parking lot of the Grill watching the doors. Walking through the doors of the Grill was not a wise decision on his part. He sat back for a moment watching to see the crowds entering the restaurant. That’s when he got an idea. There was a couple that looked to be about Josie’s age walking toward the door. They were wearing a uniform shirt of the Salvatore Boarding School. He’d not seen them from his last trip out to the School. So he decided that they would be the perfect targets. It looked to him like they were running to the Grill to pick up lunch between classes. Kai watched as the girl and boy both walked in the doors and came back out again. He waited until they came out again before he ran over to them. “Please! Please! Can you help me? My friend is passed out in the back seat. I think something’s wrong with him!” The kids being full of compassion, they followed him to the car. He pointed out to the dead man in the back seat. The girl looked toward him in horror. “HE’S DEAD!” She shouted. The boy pulled the girl back from the car and flashed his vampire features toward Kai. Kai held up a hand with his palm out toward the boy and spoke a single word. “Opstupefacio!” The vampire was immediately paralyzed in place. “Now.. What do to do with you two?” He pondered aloud. The girl was about to run off, but Kai snatched her by the arm. He began to compel her. “You know Josie Saltzman right?” The girl nodded as she was falling under Kai’s compulsion. “Tell Josie that she needs to come to the Grill. Someone important wants to talk to her. AFTER you get her to come here, I want you to go into the kitchen and pull out the biggest longest butcher knife they have.” The vampire boy was struggling to get free but he couldn’t. “Take that knife and slice your throat from ear to ear. Do you understand?” The girl nodded and started back toward the School. Kai was grinning as his little messenger was heading off to carry out her appointed tasks. He grabbed the vampire boy by the lapel and pulled him along for the ride. “That’s the thing about werewolves Junior. They’re so easily manipulated.” He was referring to the fact that the girl was a werewolf and had fallen to his compulsion. He stepped into the Grill with the boy by the collar. “Alright EVERYBODY OUT! The Grill is now closed!” It was a mass compulsion by Kai and he was damn near intoxicated with the power. Once everyone was gone, he laid the vampire boy out on the bar. He was still under the force of Kai’s paralysis spell. He his grin was absolutely feral. “This is gonna be such FUN! Try not to squirm so much okay, Junior? It gets blood on everything.” The boy was wiggling hard trying to move but only bringing about nothing but sweat on his brow. “Aw hell with it.” Kai pushed his hand into the boy’s chest and yanked out his still beating heart. His vampiric features were in place the smell of all the blood was orgasmic. “I told you not to move.” He patted the boy’s chest and tossed his heart on the ground in front of the bar. He had to make everything ready for Josie’s appearance.     Who names their kid Malachai? It’s like they expected me to be evil. credit: james kriet 0 Comments

06/22/2020 07:07 PM  The Seventh Circle of Hell 002 The Seventh Circle of Hell Kai and Michaela lunatic fringe /1586603 So this was hell. Not like he was an angel or anything because Kai knew he was a monster. He struggled against the chains just to give it the old college try to break out of this place. His body stiffened for a moment as the futility of his actions were finally being realized by the psychopath. The pain of being strung out like a piece of meat in a slaughterhouse didn’t escape Kai’s perverse sense of humor. When he struggled against it using all his strength, it was the most intense pain that he’d ever felt. He actually started to laugh. Lips curled upward and handsome features were all marred in the soot of the fires that burned all around him. The rich hues of the siphoner were actually twinkling with evil glee. The voice of the woman speaking to him actually made him smile. “Your handiwork, I suppose.” Just because he was Kai Parker and could do it, he did it. He pulled all his extremities yet another time to try and loosen the chains. His arms and his legs all moved with similar motions in different directions. The ultimate goal of these struggles was freedom. It was a hopeless effort, but he had to at least try. He never gave up easily. The pain that shot through his body was met with a most ghastly scream followed by more laughter that was completely echoing of the lunacy that had gripped Kai Parker for his entire life. “Ahh oohh Sister, you have no clue who I am and what I’ve been through in my life, have you?” His head rested backward on nothing but his battered shoulders. The smell of his burnt flesh from the chains ensnaring him didn’t phase him in the slightest. The clothing he‘d worn at the moment of his death were hanging in more ribbons showing more of his flesh that was marred by the torment of the bowels of hell. “I’m Kai… and I killed my family in 1994.” He tilted his head to the side looking up at her with an almost alluring smile. To be in the actual physical hell was so much different from being in the hell that was the prison world his dear old dad had sent him. “The last cell I was put in wasn’t nearly this… cozy.” He grinned again. His eyes cast downward at the chains binding his feet to the ground. “So did Big Bossman send you to gloat over little old me?” He was in obvious physical agony being bound in this cell. Kai struggled for breath only to have the putrid smell of sulfur pollute his every breath. He laughed again. Perhaps it was from a complete mental break over what situation he was currently embroiled in, but Kai was a psychotic freak in the first place. After a lifetime of being told he was a monster and an abomination to the precious Parker family, one couldn’t fight it anymore. Kai embraced it. Even in hell itself, the tortured villain had a striking realization. “You.. You drug me here, didn’t you?” He met her gaze with one of his own. “That big a/ss whirlwind that sucked me up right after Damon Salvatore ripped my head off was all you wasn’t it?” Kai felt for a minute like he was a fool. He’d been snatched shortly after his death and brought here by some lackey of this Cade guy just to bring him here into this mortifying pit that was supposed to break him. He didn’t know what to feel for the moment. Was he honored that Cade had gone to all this length to get him into hell? Nah that wasn’t it. He told himself. What really irritated him more than being in hell was that Damon had gotten the better of him. Digits curled in anger as they were stretched over his head bound by those chains forged in hell itself. His expression of mounting rage was starting to show a crescendo until it finally leveled off. He was in hell. He would never be resigned to this fact that he was stuck never to leave. He was going to get out somehow. He was already cultivating a few ideas on his own. After all, he was supposed to stay in a prison world for the rest of eternity right? He’d gotten out of there. That was supposed to be impossible. Admittedly he was helped by Bonnie and Damon, but he had gotten out of there. Hell was just another prison that he’d escape like the prison world made by the Gemini Coven and Sheila Bennett. This little gal that was his companion here was just another Bonnie Bennett to him. Everyone was a tool to help him achieve his ultimate goal. The longer that his reluctant female companion spoke, he kept attempting to siphon the magic from the chains that held him in place. The place was so full of magic, it was pulling at the pit of his stomach. He just needed to absorb just enough to get out of his chains, if it would work at all. He’d been able to absorb the magic dome that the Travelers had placed over Mystic Falls to keep creatures created with witch magic like vampires out of the city. He didn’t know if this was going to work or if this was just a colossal waste of time and energy, but he had to at least give it a shot. After all, he had a loud mouthed vampire to stake and send directly here to take his place.     Who names their kid Malachai? It’s like they expected me to be evil. credit: james kriet 0 Comments

06/12/2020 12:48 PM  Sounds of Silence Sounds of Silence, A Drabble Series [Part I] lunatic fringe /1586603 What do you do when the world goes quiet? He was 22 years old and already a murderous psychopath. Malachai Parker had his fingers still wrapped around the blade that sliced into sensitive young flesh ending the lives of his siblings that weren’t even old enough to shave yet. He still remembered the look in his mother's eyes as he plunged the blade into her heart. Her life ebbed away leaving behind a look of abject horror on her face in the process. This had been his greatest moment and they had to take it from him. Sheila Bennett had been the only witch powerful enough to stop him. Every witch knew the Bennett line was one of the most powerful in all the world. He still remembered her stern face from the first time he’d met her. Joshua Parker had assumed that an older and wiser witch, one that was a friend of the Coven and the Parker family could help him somehow. Kai was that much of a problem as he’d gotten older, they had to get help when dealing with him. They were wrong. He’d taken a non magical way to solve things. He was never going to lead the Gemini Coven because he was an abomination? A monster? They expected him to be a monster, so he’d act like a monster. His eyes opened slowly. He’d been bound as the old b.itch did her spell. One minute the world all around him was full of noise and now silence. All the lovely noise was gone. The telephones didn’t ring. The sounds of the flight of little toddler feet running down the hallway amidst a sea of happy giggles was gone. Luke and Olivia had this little game they played that was almost cute. Even when they were two they were playing little magical tricks on one another. It was so cute Kai wanted to vomit violently. Now, even that was gone. Silence to a psychopathic murderer was terrifying. What were you supposed to do when the world goes quiet? He needed an audience. He needed to be heard. His twin sister JoJo had saved the babies Luke and Olivia. They were alive. The three of them along with their father were alive. Dammit. “HEYYYYY!!” He shouted repeatedly. The only sound that came back to him was the sound of his own voice. What in the hell was he going to do now? Walking through the silent halls of the Parker Family Compound left him feeling empty and wanting. The halls were pristine. Fingertips once covered in blood of his blood were clean as the traced those crappy designs in the wallpaper of the hall. The only louder thing than his footsteps in the hallway was the sound of his own heart beating. They really did it. They sent him away. He’d been told the stories as a child of how the Gemini Coven had banished the first Heretic Vampires and their leader to another place back some 90 years ago to a prison world. A prison world was what his father called it as he passed the knowledge to Kai and his twin sister. Something like it had to be where he was now, but he wasn’t stuck in 1903. What was his prison to be like? Would it have stereo and wall to wall carpeting? According to Gemini Coven lore, each prison world that existed was catered to the offense committed by it's resident or residents. There was a magical device that held the key to opening and closing said worlds. The ascendant had a specific spell that would operate it. Why didn’t he listen more when his Dad told him more about prison worlds and the keys? The front door lay just ahead. Kai continued walking until that big brass doorknob was just ahead of him. He was almost afraid to touch it. It was like if he’d open the door then it would all be real to him. Maybe this was a nightmare. “No.” It wasn’t a dream. He spoke his thoughts because he needed to hear some noise. The sound of his own voice was actually noise in the middle of the blaring silence. Carefully he reached for the doorknob and twisted it. The creaking sound of the door opening actually a welcome thing. It wasn’t just the symbolic freedom he now possessed. It was the noise. It was all about the noise. You never knew how much you missed sound until it was gone. The sun blazed down upon the warm earth in front of him. He could feel a gentle late spring breeze caressing the earth as soon as the door opened. He pulled the door back and started to consider taking those steps outside again. Did he dare? “Why the hell not?” Kai pulled back the door making sure he was not being held back with a boundary spell. First his right foot then his left moved as they carried his body outside. There were no sounds. Everything that made noise was silent. No cars were moving. No dogs were barking. No bugs were buzzing. No children were playing. The only sound other than what he made, was the breeze that passed by his ears. He found his feet beginning to move. One step, then another step soon carried Kai Parker into the street itself. Everything around him was absolutely pristine. The world was perfect and unmolested. He kept walking. It was so different to see everything but nobody around. He stopped his journey. He’d walked for so long, he had no notion of passing time. He was standing in the middle of Portland itself. Nothing moved. This was hell. [to be continued]     Who names their kid Malachai? It’s like they expected me to be evil. credit: james kriet 0 Comments

06/09/2020 03:59 AM  Sunshine and Rainbows Sunshine and Rainbows, For Mirum lunatic fringe /1586603 Somewhere in the bowels of hell It was hell. Hell was no damned picnic. Kai Parker, siphon and murderer with the blood of innocents on his hands had been sucked directly here from earth the very day that Damon Salvatore had removed his head from his shoulders. It was just so not fair! He wasn’t finished yet! He wasn’t supposed to be beaten! It was Damon Salvatore. How could he have fallen to defeat so easily? The whole thing replayed in his mind several times over. Chained within a special torture chamber in hell, the demon charged with inflicting exquisite torture on the murderous psychopath really enjoyed his job. The twisted fiend liked the fact that it took so much to get Kai to even cry out with a loud voice. He’d actually disemboweled Kai once only to have the psycho siphon look down at his entrails screaming in agony just to scream a most unusual cry when he was in ultimate agony. “THIS TOWN NEEDS AN ENEMA!” It was a quote from the Batman movie in 1989 where Jack Nicholson played the Joker. It was a movie that Kai absolutely adored. He’d seen it about 15 times just opening weekend. The demon that tortured him would leave him in his cell while his entrails hung from his body and his wrists were bound by chains forged in the fires of hell itself. Kai was as sick as he was and that damned near intimidated his demon torturer. There were time periods where Kai was left alone in his cell in hell. When his torturer would come back, he would occasionally make reference to this kid that he’d turned from two years old to a full grown woman just to torment not only the kid but the girl’s family. Apparently she had some sort of power that had been highly prized by hell itself. This was something that piqued Kai’s attention. Some kid was being tormented by this same demon? He filed that away in his mind for useful information at a later date. The day soon came that those idiots in Mystic Falls had opened the door to hell itself. It was that day that he’d been visited by the biggest, baddest b.itch of them all. His normal demon that tormented him had been excused long enough for her to slide in wearing those stiletto heels that would kill just about anyone else. “Kai Parker. Just the man I need to see.” Katherine Pierce glanced at him with an all too familiar gleam in her eyes. “How about you and I have a little chat why don’t we?” The finery that he’d worn on the day he died was still adorning the repeatedly bruised and beaten body of the siphon. His formerly expensive tuxedo shirt was torn and repeatedly stained with his blood from all the times that the demon he’d affectionately given the name of BOB had left his insides drooping all over the floor. “What? And leave Bob here with nobody to brighten his day?” He flashed Katherine with a toothy grin that was just as sarcastic as her own tone. “Oh come now Parker. I know good and damn well that you have a beef with Damon Salvatore. I can make sure you get back onto the earth and get that revenge your twisted little mind dream about every day.” She could see right through him in a manner of speaking. He was just a male version of her, but without the need to use his sexuality to get what he wanted. He just stabbed a b.itch and called it a day. Kai’s brows raised. “Go on. I’m listening…” Just outside of Mystic Falls, VA Current day (season 8 of TVD) He couldn’t believe it. He was actually alive again and walking the earth. He had to admit it to Katherine. She was a clever b.itch. It was no wonder she was Queen of Hell now. Kai was in fresh clean clothes that he’d stolen from some man in a Laundromat on the outskirts of town. Sitting in a booth in a diner, he was shoveling forkfuls of actual food down his mouth again with it all staying in his body along with his gastrointestinal tract. It was a wonderful thing; digestion that is. The cell phone that he’d taken from the man at the Laundromat had a connection to the internet. It was really wonderful what these things could do. He was actually reading news reports on the internet in the small windows on the phone. Granted he had created a Twitter account the last time he was roaming around but now, he was catching up on world events since he was gone. Something caught his eye. Something out of Lebanon, Kansas had struck a chord in his mind. Bob’s tormented little girl was a kid last named Winchester and the Winchesters were hunters based out of Kansas. There was something about a supernatural motherload of trinkets and occult objects that were all tucked away there. That would be an impressive haul for the wicked little siphon Kai Parker to get his hands on if he could. He finished his meal and headed out of the diner. He was going to need to get to Kansas as soon as possible. Damon and the destruction of Mystic Falls would have to come in time. He had an errand to run first. This little girl who was now a grown up woman would make a great power battery for a psychopathic siphon looking to wipe out the vampire who had sent him to hell in the first place. This was going to be too easy…     Who names their kid Malachai? It’s like they expected me to be evil. credit: james kriet 0 Comments

06/09/2020 03:02 AM  Teach Me Not to Care Teach Me to Not Care Kai and Steffy lunatic fringe /1586603 Damon Salvatore had been a pain in his a.ss for too damn long. The Siphoner had been stuck on that prison world for nearly two decades reliving that same day over and over again not aging and having no one to talk to but his own reflection. They didn’t even give him a damn mutt to talk to in his hellhole. It was ridiculous! Damon and Bonnie both showing up in his little slice of hell had given him a brief respite and return to some sort of normalcy. If someone like Kai could have a normal life. It was actually nice to speak to someone who could answer him back. The icing on the cake was the fact that Bonnie Bennett was a witch. He had to hand it to himself to use Bonnie and Damon to get back to the real world. The kicker was when Damon killed him. Kai didn’t like being dead. He didn’t like the torment in hell. Pain really sucked. Demons were total douchebags. When the door back to earth was opened because of those idiots back in Mystic Falls, Kai Parker wasn’t one to not take advantage of any given situation. He pushed his way out of hell and straight back to the life of one Damon Salvatore. He couldn’t help but enjoy every moment of this. Unfortunately it all ended up the same way as his first trespass did back when he was a kid and had killed his family. Another prison world, but this time the prison world was at least in the 21st Century. Kai had to be thankful for the little things. Popping back into the real world took less time this go around. Kai was going to play it differently this time. It didn’t take long for him to find out that his old buddy Damon had taken the cure and became human. He hooked up with Elena and they had a rugrat. This rugrat was a bit of a conundrum according to what Kai had found out. Even though Damon and Elena’s life of wedded matrimony didn’t go all that well, the result was something that the now heretic vampire had to get closer. He had to make Damon sweat bullets. So, there was only one option. He watched her from another room. She was smaller than a typical young teenager. She looked like she was maybe nine or ten at the most. He was actually someone who also appeared to be younger than he was chronologically. He was born in 1972. He tried not to think about the fact he was supposed to be fifty years old. That thought intimidated the hell out of him. Fifty used to be old back in 1990 when he graduated from high school. Well… schooling with Joshua Parker wasn’t exactly the classic material for Who’s Who Among American High School Students. Nonetheless, he could empathize with the kid. As she started to speak to him from the other room, he shivered. He’d merged with Luke two decades ago. He shouldn’t still be feeling any of these emotions. He huffed to himself before stepping out of hiding place. “Ya got guts kid. I have to give you credit.” He tilted his head to the side to get a better look at her. “Bathroom’s down the hall and to the left.” The house that he had confiscated was not too far from the Old Lockwood Estate. He allowed his hands to trail along the edge of the old high backed chair that he’d actually be in multiple times in his last incarnation of his prison world. He knew where all the booze was hidden. He’d hit the place repeatedly when he was stuck on the prison world fashioned by his dear nieces Lizzie and Josie Saltzman. That was a story for another time that hopefully he’d never have to relive again. A chill raced down his spine. Now he had Damon and Elena’s kid. What was he going to do with this kid? He didn’t actually like kids. Most of them that he’d encountered were whiny little brats that he had a great joy in making their lives miserable and full of agony. What was wrong with him? Something about the kid actually reminded him of himself. Being a kid wasn’t easy when your family was a supernatural powerhouse. Kai knew this all too well. Summer 1982 Portland Oregon “Malachai!” The booming voice of Joshua Parker echoed throughout the massive house that was the home of the Parker brood. The ten year old boy had locked himself in his room. He was older than his twin Josette by some 10 minutes. They were going to one day have to do this merge for the leadership of the Gemini Coven. His twin sister had a powerful magic gift all on her own. Malachai didn’t. He couldn’t do anything at all which worried his parents. When he heard his father call him, he sighed. He wanted to bury himself under his blankets until the world just passed away all around him. “MALACHAI PARKER!” That voice made the boy’s brown eyes widen more. He knew he was in trouble. He pulled the covers back down over his head. He drank in a deep breath inflating his lungs slowly. He moved both feet to the side of the bed and finally he found himself heading down and out of the door of his bedroom. As he was walking down the hallway like a condemned man, he didn’t see his sister skipping around behind him. She was the golden child. He soon could hear her approaching from behind. She was perfect. She had the magical gifts. She was powerful even though she was only 10 years old herself. He had overheard his father talking about how Jo would lead their coven some day. Malachai was an embarrassment. He couldn’t even conjure up a simple levitation spell. A slight sneer curled his lips. He timed it perfectly. He nudged a ball in the hallway with his toe as he headed to face whatever prognostication that their father was about to give them. Josette didn’t see the ball and she tripped over it when she was skipping down the hall landing unceremoniously on her a.ss. “KAI! That’s no fair!” She shouted at her brother. “Here Sis. Let me help you up.” He much rather preferred being called Kai that that damned Malachai that his father had saddled him with when he was born. He extended a hand to his sister to help her up from her seated position. Once his skin made contact with hers, he could see an aura of blue around his hand. He could feel a rush of magical energy into his body from his sister. She could feel it too. He watched as his sister looked like she was about to faint. Unfortunately Joshua Parker had witnessed what had happened between his children. His eyes widened in horror. He couldn’t believe this had happened. “Y-you’re a siphon! You’re an abomination! You’ll never lead this coven!” He snatched Josette up in his arms and raced away from his oldest son leaving behind a ten year old boy being told that he was a monster. In the hallway of the home in Portland, a dark haired little boy who had just discovered he was a magic siphon instead of a witch laid his head against the wall. He was a monster. His father had just said so. His right hand turned into a fist as he pounded it against the wall. If he was supposed to be a monster, then a monster he would be. Mystic Falls, Virginia 21st Century Kai was staring up at the ceiling. If the kid was saying anything to him, he wasn’t paying attention. He turned off his emotions years ago. It was just better that way. It lead him directly to where he was now. It was better this way. It was always better this way.     Who names their kid Malachai? It’s like they expected me to be evil. credit: james kriet 0 Comments

05/26/2020 11:44 PM  Family Meeting (TW Gore) Family Meeting (TW for Gore) SEC week 4 drabble lunatic fringe /1586603 What did that lousy moniker mean anyway? The vampire community spoke of Always and Forever and how it bound The Originals. His name was Malachai Parker and he hated his family so much. He'd actually killed his family members rather violently. The Parkers were different though. They were Gemini Coven witches and not the first immortal vampires. They all died in a magnificent spray of blood and savagery. It was intoxicating. Kai was pacing back and forth like a caged animal. “Even though they fight and bicker over the years, The Mikaelsons and even the Salvatores actually care about one another. What do I get? A family that makes you merge with your twin to be Coven leader. What good is that? Huh?” The heretic was in a place he didn’t recognize, but it didn’t matter. There was a man tied in a chair with his mouth gagged and his eyes wide in terror. There were already open wounds from his neck where Kai had already fed once…maybe twice. He ceased his ranting long enough to witness the man with an open wound on his neck fluttering his eyelashes long enough to fight to stay conscious. “Awww…. Still wondering what happened to your family? Well George, let’s go have a look.” He snatched the man up by the arm and started to drag him from room to room. First stop was the oldest son’s room. The man screamed against his gag when he realized that his son was laying in a pool of his own blood. “Junior here gave it the old college try. He even hit me on the jaw.” Kai used two fingers to frame his chin showing that the boy tried to fight before he died. “He had guts. So I ripped them out of him.” He pointed to the fact the boy who was about 15 that had been gutted like a fish complete with his large intestine dropped over the edge of the bed. Kai patted the man’s shoulder. “He reminded me of Jeremy Gilbert. The punk deserved to die not be a badass hunter.” Kai rolled his eyes and drug the crying man already weak from blood loss to the next room. “Families are nothing but an anchor around your neck George. The Mikaelsons and their Always and Forever tripe is meaningless. Fear is the ultimate power George.” Truth was Kai had no idea what the man’s name was not did he care. “Take Jenny here. She acted like a whiny little b.itch, so I kept stabbing her in the neck.” He seemed so proud of himself and his chaos. The 17 year old daughter was nearly decapitated by the repeated stabbing to her neck. The father narrowed his eyes to notice that the girls eyes had been gouged out and her cheeks were stained with optical jelly. “She wouldn’t stop crying so I made her stop. Simple as that. Crocodile tears made her look like Elena Gilbert. Did I mention I put Elena in a sleep coma once because it would piss off her boyfriend Damon Salvatore? Oohhh right yeah.” Kai was on his high horse with his hatred of everything and wasn’t stopping any time soon. The man’s eyes were puffy with tears. His children had been brutally slaughtered like animals. He had no idea who this man was ranting about Always and Forever. It was pretty obvious he was a serial killer or a lunatic. More than likely it was both. The smell of death and decay made the man who was the head of this house violently ill. He wasn’t foolish enough to think he was going to live through this. He knew he was going to die. This psychopath needed an audience. He was that audience. The moment that show was over, he knew he’d be dead. “Come on George, we got one more stop to make.” He drug the man into the kitchen. His wife usually kept an immaculate kitchen when everything was right with the world. “Stella here tried to keep me from finding the kiddies. You’d have been proud of her George. She was a protective momma right to the end. There was a gaping hole in the middle of her chest. Laying beside her was a bloody little thing that was the size of her fist. Her face was etched in horrific surprise. “I do get why the Mikaelsons like to rip out hearts. The feel of that pulsing organ in your hand….” Wicked glee covered his face. It was almost sexual how he spoke of pulling her heart from her chest. “This part of Always and Forever I can dig.” He grinned broadly knowing how malevolent he looked. The pungent smell of fresh urine made Kai smirk. “Damn George, this is really getting bad for you, isn’t it?” His phony sympathy rang hollow in the grand scheme of things. Kai drug him out of the kitchen and into the study where this little soliloquy began. “Now here we are. Always and Forever is balls and so are families.” He dropped the man down in his chair as Kai stood over him. “This is where we part company George. It’s been real. It’s been fun, but it’s not been real fun.” The horrified man tried to brace himself, but Kai moved faster than the man’s brain could register. A moment later, a loud thud filled the air as his head was separated from his body. “DAYUMN. Now I know why Damon liked this so much!” He stepped back like Freddie Mercury and shot his bloody hand straight into the air. He started singing rather loudly with stressed importance on the first syllable. “HEEEERRRRRE we are. Born to be Kings! We’re the princes of the universe!” Kai strutted out of the man’s house with a sardonic grin that would never go away. He was Kai Parker. He was always and forever. Mikaelsons and Salvatores had nothing on him. He made death his b.itch and walked towards Mystic Falls as confident as could be. Nothing could stop him now.     Who names their kid Malachai? It’s like they expected me to be evil. credit: james kriet 0 Comments

05/22/2020 06:47 PM  Sweet Revenge Sweet Revenge 1x1 with Selfless lunatic fringe /1586603 It was a rather diabolical plan really. Once he had arrived through the Malivore Pit, Kai Parker was introduced to a being of great power. That being called himself The Necromancer with an elongated emphasis on the first word. Kai found him overly ridiculous but one thing was certain. This sick freak oozed power. Even though he was a vampire, Kai still had his siphoning magic. He could tell how much he actually radiated this magic. It almost made him drunk being this close to him. Still a bargain had to be struck. Kai was coldly efficient and ruthless to a fault. There was no way he was going to same mistake again. He knew a spell that was of higher level Necromancy. Kai couldn’t do it on his own. He needed help. It called for the creation of a magical duplicate. “Childs play M'BOY!” The Necromancer made a flippant gesture with the waving of a hand. “If this is your only stipulation to allying with me, consider it done! CHAD!” The bellowing voice for his proselyte was met with his immediate appearance. “Prepare to be amazed Mr. Parker. You will be amazed and astounded!” “I’ll be astounded if you pull this off, because I kinda need to know this duplicate is feasible before I even get close to the Salvatore Boarding School.” Kai shivered as he remembered when Damon had taken his head from his shoulders. It was a lot like when Duncan MacCleod took somebody’s head off in that old TV show, but a lot less sexy. It didn’t really hurt because it had happened so quick but it really pissed him off when he got sucked into Hell. Just wasn’t FAIR man! He had so much more to do! Now here he was ready to go up to the school and face a TRIBRID. He had to have his ace in the hole. Kai didn’t even flinch when Chad took the tissue from him to do the spell. Basically this duplicate was born to die. He had to have insurance in case anything went South. Last two times he didn’t. The first time he wound up dead. The second time he was sent to the prison world. Third time was going to be different. Kai was going to rewrite this narrative. He stood in amazement as this magical duplicate was born right before his eyes. He tried not to let his jaw hang open too wide as he was absolutely astounded just as Sparky had insisted. “I’ll be damned!” Kai whispered as he watched himself go from a child to an adult in a matter of minutes. This was actually going to work! ~*~ Here he was. The Tribrid and her little friends were like the Scooby Gang on steroids. His own nieces were nifty little witches with his own siphoning power. Your granddad would have just loooved you girls Kai’s cynicism and rapier wit was always getting him into trouble. It was about to do so again. Where in the BLUE HELL was The Necromancer? Hope had left him alone. He knew what this meant. Since Bonnie wasn’t around, that meant another prison world wasn’t happening. He wasn’t about to head back to Hell any time soon. It happened in a flash before Kai even knew it. His duplicate was tied up in the barn and he was free. The Necromancer was as good as his word. When Alaric separated the head of Kai’s double from his body, it was like that old 90s show again. Only this time, Kai had not been sucked into Hell. He was free. Freedom meant he was free from anyone knowing he was alive. It was time to lay low. Sure he could have walked away from his revenge on Alaric, Josie and even Hope Mikaelson. What was the fun in that? Alaric and all the munchkins at the school would never suspect that the headless corpse they buried on the grounds really wasn’t Kai. He’d let them feel safe for a while. They will let their guard down. He knew them far too well. His niece Josie was obviously the one who would defeat her sister should they have the merge now. He saw how conniving and sneaky that Josie was and it made him beam with pride. If he could just get her away from Alaric then maybe…just maybe he could get the ultimate revenge. It wouldn’t just be against Alaric, but Jo and all the still dead Gemini Coven members who said that he was an abomination. He was going to win. He would be the last one standing and Josie would be right by his side. He was staying in a hotel just outside Mystic Falls. Having the power of compulsion worked brilliantly for a sociopath like Kai Parker. He compelled himself a rather quiet and out of the way room. No one would hear the screams coming from his room. No one knew how he’d powered up with an occasional hotel staff member that would go missing. People that had no one that would miss if they vanished soon became his meal of choice. Complete vampiric mask in place and a smear of crimson on his lips, Kai Parker dropped the exsanguinated corpse. It had been a maid coming in to give him fresh towels. He dropped her body to the ground. “Sorry sweetheart, but it’s time to go. It’s time for a family reunion.” He didn’t even bother to dab any of the blood from his lips. His fangs bared still, Kai's predatory grin filled his features. The Salvatore Boarding School was waiting.     Who names their kid Malachai? It’s like they expected me to be evil. credit: james kriet 0 Comments

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