Forbidden But We Don't Care Male Needed Mature

[Guest]

<== Human Form

<++ Angel Form

Long ago when the Earth was still young and humans were young and making their own way into existence, the angels of Heaven and the demons of Hell were at war. Hexes, a ruthless vampire pure blood believed the Earth was meant to be the demons’ playground. While Nathanial, an angel with great power believed that each creature had a place they belonged. Because of the two views, countless lives were lost. Blood soaked the Earth and darkened the sky.

The oracle Isis, seer of all things to come prayed to God to tell her if the bloodshed would end. That very night, her tears of sadness turned to blood as she peered into the future. The four winds of the Earth swirl around her and carry her words all around the world as she says, “The war will end with the purest of light. A female child will be born with unspeakable power. On the eve of her sixteenth year, those powers will surface. All will bow to her and she will purify the land of the war’s malice.”

Hexes hears the prophecy on the wind as he sits upon his throne. He says resting his chin on his hands, “So God thinks peace will win? I will put an end to this threat before it can become a problem.” He snaps his fingers and two ogre demons appear bowing before him. He says to them, “Bring me the oracle Isis. I need her alive.”

The ogres nod and stand up causing the throne room to shake. They walk across the land to Mt. Hukushi where the oracle lives. Isis uses a barrier to protect herself from harm but the brute strength of the ogres was just too much. They caused her barrier to shatter and they drag her to Hell’s Peek, a place where the Earth and Hell touch. The ogres toss her to the floor at Hexes’s feet.

Her eyes look up at him with hate and disgust. Hexes smiles in amusement and his black eyes glow red with hunger. He says grabbing her by the chin, “Tell me the child’s bloodline.” Isis shakes her head, “NEVER…” Hexes smiles and says, “You do not have a choice.” He uses his claw like nails to stab her through her throat.  Blood rapidly pools out of her neck. He asks, “What bloodline does the chosen child come from?” Isis gasps as her body starts to turn to stone and says having no choice but to answer, “The child will be born of The House of Cavas.” Her body turns to gray and hardens.

He laughs and says, “The House of Cavas! Decedents of the angel Suzaku!” He stands up and leads a small group of warriors to the small village of Hiko. They set the whole village on fire. Lord Michael Cavas and seventeen daughters run out of their home as they hear the screams of the others. Hexes cuts them down one by one drinking their blood as a trophy.

However one little girl who was still inside the house, runs through the tall fields of rice. She runs with tears streaming down her face. Her long blonde hair covered with dirt and mud. Her scent is covered by the smell of smoke and dirt on her clothes. One survivor and the holder of all hope…

Present Day

Raven Lava looks at the sky as the morning sun touches her skin. Today is her 16th birthday. Her eyes close as her body aches all over. She has felt different since the clock struck 12:23 a.m. She walks to Dalver High School not noticing that she has light blue marks appearing on her body.

Meanwhile Hexes sits on his throne as he stares at his son. The big muscular build of the young man. “Today the chosen one will have the blue marks on her arms and chest. They can only be seen by demons and angels. Luckily you have both bloodlines in you.” He opens up a portal in front of Dalver High School, “____ my scouts tell me that the chosen one is somewhere within the school. Find her and kill her. But do not do that right away. It is your first kill after all. Earn her trust and then crush her soul.” With that, ___ walks through the portal being careful not to bump his black wings under his leather jacket.

Raven tenses up as the pain in her body grows stronger. She thinks, “What the hell is going on?” She looks up from her English assignment to see a man standing in the door of the class. Her deep blue eyes lock on the stranger. The marks on her body glowing brightly with the light blue marks. She asks softly not even a whisper, “Who are you?”

The strange boy looks at her seeing the swirling blue marks on her body. He thinks, “She does not even realize what is going on with her body yet. I think I will play with her for a little while…” He sits down in the empty seat next to her. She tenses up as she can feel heat rushing through her body.


(Okay this an angel x demon romance. I need a person to play Hexes’s son. He  is supposed to get close to her in order to kill her. But instead he falls in love with her and helps her fight other demons to stop the war on Earth that is coming)

[LadyRaven]

Then:

Rhama was but an infant still when his father Hexes finally put an end to the interference of the oracle Isis, but even at this tender and young age, it was clear the boy had such talent for cruelty and magic that he just could not be ignored. The discovery of the powerful descendant was more than enough to put Rhama on the path his father saw for him. He was even taken along to play in the fire and ash of the burning village of Hiko and he revelled in the destruction and pain his father levied on the humans. From that day, Rhama's purpose was more than clear. Hexes would return the land to the days of war and death and his son would bring that about for him.

Now:

Rhama stood before his father with his head held high in pride. Today was the day he would finally touch Earth again. It had taken 16 years of hard learning and brutal training, but he was ready. More than that, he was eager. His father's stories of death and debauchery were legend to him and he couldn't wait to become a part of that. And all he needed was the blood of the chosen one. Today she came of age and it was up to him to destroy her.

He stared at the portal to earth and the high school in which the chosen one was hiding. He knew not her name yet, but from what his father had told him, she would be lit up like a beacon in the darkness and so should be easy to find. But wait. Hexes did not want her dead yet. Rhama narrowed his emerald green eyes somewhat. He wanted his son to play with the girl and invoke a level of trust first. He grinned evilly and bowed his head to his father.

Shrugging on his leather jacket to hide his wings until his magic kicked in, Rhama stepped through the portal and made his way into the school. Perhaps while he was there, he might cause a little extra chaos and send some lovely young souls down to his father for some entertainment. Being careful of his appearance, he found his way to the right place. He entered the classroom with a breeze of what he supposed the humans called cool and looked around the room as he handed over his transfer papers to the teacher. It was then his eyes locked with those of the chosen one. As his father described, she was lit up just like a beacon and even better, she didn't have a clue. “She does not even realize what is going on with her body yet. I think I will play with her for a little while…”

Taking the seat next to her, he ignored her question for now. He could see how uncomfortable she was and rather enjoyed seeing her squirm next to him. His magic finally kicked in and he removed his jacket, giving her another blast of heat and he grinned as the lesson began. No less than ten minutes in, he couldn't help it any longer and turned his eyes to the shining girl. "Hi." He said with charm. "I'm Rhama Soul. What's your name?" Let the games, begin, he thought...

[Guest]

Raven gripped the desk with her left hand as her blood felt like it was boiling under her skin. She can hear a voice inside her head, “Be on your guard! Don’t trust anyone!” She looks at the boy again trying to be nice. “I’m Raven…” Her skin was getting pale as she sat there. She felt like she was going to be sick. She gets up quickly and races to the bathroom. She hides in a stall and tries to catch her breath. “What the hell is going on?” She gets on out her cell phone. She leaves a message for her mother saying she would be at home and that her mother was right. She should not have gotten out of bed. She goes out of the bathroom and goes to her locker to get her things.

[LadyRaven]

Rhama grinned and made to take Raven's hand. Now there was a name he'd heard before, but it didn't belong to this little thing. The last time he heard that name, it had belonged to someone far more powerful and even more deadly than perhaps his own father. Thankfully, that particular female had vanished several hundred years ago. Now faced with such a pretty and pure creature holding that name, he couldn't help but wonder just a little bit whether or not to check in with his father and drop the name; see what he remembered of such, but then perhaps he would simply leave it for now and carry on. Besides, a name was just a name. It just so happened that hers had once belonged to someone else.

Suddenly, his reverie was broken as Raven shot from her seat and disappeared, looking rather pale and sickly. Her heritage was coming into full force and the poor child couldn't handle it yet. That alone made him grin darkly as he pondered over the various and ultimately degrading games he could play with her later down the line.

After some time and what he could only describe as the most mundane and annoying voice (the teacher) had ended, Raven still hadn't come back. The bell rang and he got up quickly, but then realised he had literally done nothing for his class work. He flicked his thumb over the book and the pages suddenly filled with all the correct answers. He handed it to the teacher on the way out and made his way towards the nearest ladies. He could smell she'd been there, but it was beginning to stale so she wasn't there anymore.

Using his height over the rest of the student population, he scanned the corridor in both directions. he spotted her by the lockers running down the far side of the corridor and started to make his way through. All the classes were coming out and it took some effort on his part not to start throwing them away. No, he had to play human. At least for a while anyway. He finally made the distance and leaned against another locker as he stared openly at her. She looked paler than before and to be honest, she looked seriously ill. For just a split second, or maybe one longer just to be sure, Rhama felt sorry for her.

OK, second over. "You OK?" He asked carefully. "Didn't know I stank that bad. I know I'm the newb here like, but you gonna get me a bad rep, you keep running away from me like that." He tried to smile instead of grin, and make a joke of it....

[Guest]

Raven looks at him and gives a smile. “No it’s not you. I have not been feeling well since late last night. So I have decided to go home.” She puts her book bag on her back and it feels like a thousand needles are going through her back. “When you get to your math class, ignore the teacher. Mr. Tuner is a real asshole with new students.” She gives him a kind smile before pushing her way through the crowded halls to get out of school. She gets to the parking but falls to her knees as pain goes through her back. Unknown to her, a pair of thick white wings are pushing out of her back.

[LadyRaven]

Rhama let the smile drop to a half cocked grin and nodded. "Fair enough." he said, then nodded again in regards to the teacher for his next class. "Thanks for the heads-up." He continued to lean against the locker as she staggered away through the crowds of disgusting teenage humans and tried to keep his smile.

Whether it was his persona, or simple teenage behaviour, he noticed he was drawing some serious attention from the other students. He wasn't sure if this was a good thing or not yet, but as the bell went, he made to turn to head for the next class. he made it perhaps half way before he stopped and started laughing quietly, "What the hell am I doing?" he asked himself quietly. "Why would I bother with math? I probably know more than the teacher!" he turned on his heel and made for the main door.

What he saw outside the school building suddenly pulled a chord in him and he stopped at the stairs. Raven was on her knees in the parking lot. He could see the coming wings trying to break through. This was not a good thing. Even if the pitiful humans couldn't quite see them, they'd be able to see the movement for sure and his plans would be ruined, or so he thought anyway. Decision made.

Rhama bound down the stairs three at a time and quickly made his way to the stricken angel. Without a word, he plucked her off the ground and stared at her. "I think math and Mr Tuner can wait." he said with some actual real concern. What the hell? "Where's your car?"

[Guest]

Raven was not quite sure what the new kid wanted with her but he was sure around a lot. “I do not have a car. I walk to school.” She looks at Rhama a moment before getting out of his grasp and says, “Go back to class…I will be fine Rhama…” She slowly makes her way out the parking lot and on the sidewalk. She says to herself, “What a way to spend my birthday. Home alone and unable to move…” She looks up at the sky and looks at it confused as there seems to be a red ripple in the sky the color blood. “Great now I am seeing things.” She takes her bag off her back as she walks.

[LadyRaven]

Rhama laughed and held his hands back as she wriggled free of him. Too strong, he thought as he backed up another step. "Sure." He said, then watched her walk away. She looked in some serious pain and his eyes followed hers as she looked up. He too saw the blood line in the clouds and nodded. Her change was definitely happening. He waited until she was out of sight and made his way back inside the school. However, instead of going to class, he decided to make a little detour to the bathroom.

Once he knew he was alone, he went to a sink mirror and bit into his thumb with a fang. He then smeared the blood onto the glass and watched as it began to ripple, opening a small portal to Hell in which he could communicate with Hexes. "Father." He said with respect, "I have made contact with the chosen one. Her name is Raven. You'll be pleased to know her change is coming strong and hard and is causing her much pain."

[Guest]

Hexes appears in mirror and says to him, “That is very good indeed. Let her change cause her great pain. Although her rapid change could because her angel blood is responding to the demon activity. Watch her closely and earn her trust. We cannot let her gain her full power so do not wait too long to strike. Do not fail me my son or it will be you I punish.” The tone of his voice was serious and he was not going to back down for it. His victory was too important.

Raven gets home and lies in her bed holding her head. There was so many loud voices in her head. She says to herself, “Just leave me alone! I want this to stop!” Her large wings finally breakthrough her back and some of pain goes away. She lays on her stomach and tries to fight the pain.

[LadyRaven]

As Hexes spoke and gave his order, Rhama noticed the blood line in the clouds widen and become deeper. "Yes Father." He said solemnly, "Then I must haste. Her blood line has almost waxed. I will locate her residence and keep watch until the morrow. But Father, she seems a little more nervous about me than I had first anticipated. I may need to use a little extra magic to involve myself in her life. I ask permission to use dream magic to its full extent."

[Guest]

Hexes thinks about this moment and says, “You know dream magic is a double edge sword. You will feel what she feels. You will hear what she thinks. That magic is very useful but if you are not careful, you could form an actually bond with her. So if you think you can handle the risk use it. But remember she is nearly pure angel despite having human blood in her. Angels can never love a demon, so do not get attached.” With that, Hexes disappeared from the mirror.

Raven puts her headphones on and turns on some music. Music always helped her sleep. Soon she starts to drift.

[LadyRaven]

Rhama nodded to the mirror, "I understand, Father." he said, then turned the hot tap on. As Hexes' image faded, he splashed hot water over the mirror to clean the blood away and then left the bathroom. It was true what his father had said. Dream magic was far more dangerous than most dark magics he used, so he would have to be very careful in what spells he cast.

he came out of the bathroom in time for the next bell so used the crowds to slip out unnoticed. It didn't take much to find where Raven lived. All he had to do was follow the blood line in the clouds above. And it didn't take him as long as he thought to find the house either. No wonder she walks, he thought, though he knew some kids really were that lazy. Those most of all he despised. Almost no chase and their blood tasted as fattening and unhealthy as their lifestyles dictated.

Standing just off the boundary of the front yard, he sniffed the air and grinned darkly. "Let the game begin." He whispered as he began making rune signs with his fingers. "Dream, young angel." he cooed, "Dream of your pain, your fears, show me your heart." He made more signs as his wings began to show under his jacket. His grin darkened further and he looked directly up at her window. "Dream of the blood and pain of war. Dream of the lost souls crying out in fear and share in it." He cast as he continued to make the strange pictorials with his long fingers. He began to shiver slightly as the spell wound its way into her heart and soul. This should be one hell of a nightmare, he thought. Now how to place himself. "See a blade coming at you, angel. See the shimmer of the edge as it races towards you." As he imagined it, he projected it deep into her mind. "Now you see me there. See me running for you, angel. See me save you from the blade. See me, Raven Lava." He made one last motion with his hand and then looked up at the sky. "See me save your life, Raven. I am your saviour. Trust me." He said finally.

Then, as silently as he arrived, he turned around and started walking away. He would wait now until tomorrow to see if the dream worked. From her house, he made his way a few blocks over and peered up at a small apartment block that seemed to have empty rooms. "This will do nicely." he said and entered the building. Within the hour, he would have his own place set up. He would make this Raven's safe haven and draw her into his games.....

[Guest]

Raven found herself in a dark place inside her dreams. His spell was working but her angel blood changed it to reveal a little truth in his lie. The floor was covered with blood and bodies lay all over the floor. She says as she walking across the floor, “All these lost souls suffering.” She saw a dark creature thrusting a sword at her. It was going to kill her. The dark creature says, “Descendant of The House of Cavas! Decedent of the angel Suzaku! Going to stop me?! Ha! Never!” The sword is moments away from going through her chest before Rhama saves her by using some magic. She wakes up with a jolt. “Hexes…” She gets up from her bed and opens her sketch pad. She sees countless drawings of Hexes starting up at age five when she first learned she could draw. “What is going on?”

The next day she goes to school and easily makes up her missed school work. the whole day she seems distant and confused. Once it gets to lunch, she sits down and gets her bagged lunch. Fresh fruits and veggies with a salad. She opens up her smoothie and slowly starts to eat. Sitting alone at her table.

[LadyRaven]

The next morning revealed much of what Rhama had intended. Raven was on edge and confused. She reeked of it all morning. He kept his distance until lunch when he had chance and a good amount of time to read her soul. One of many gifts thanks to his father.

He sat across the hall from her with his untouched lunch tray and a book of class work he had no intention of actually doing. It was easy anyway, so it was a matter of simply flicking his fingers across the corners of the page to fill in the necessary information. He was however careful that no one saw him doing that. He kept his eyes firmly on Raven as he read her dreams, noting that something else had happened as well. She had seen something she wasn't supposed to yet. At least for now, her confusion seemed to hide the real truth. That would come later. He smiled darkly at the thought, but no sooner had that thought sparked in his mind, his vision was blocked by a hideously short blue skirt. he cast his eyes up to find something akin to a prostitute dressed in a cheerleaders uniform. He groaned inwardly. He knew this game; he'd played it himself with new souls in Hell. Lay the newbie for some extra kudos with the group.

Forcing himself to smile at the young tart, he closed his book and listened to the inane chatter they seemed to come with. All the while, he reached out with his mind and his magic to Raven to notice him. He wanted her to see him being chatted up and toyed with by the populars. Perhaps even get a little jealous about it? The tart sat down and he engaged himself in the inane chatter. Shortly after that, two of the football team turned up. These ones, he changed his tact with. Cool, brutal even. They understood that and respected it. Within ten minutes of the conversation starting, he had a trial for the team. Not bad work for a bunch of mindless thugs. At least he had style when he beat someone down.

Another ten minutes past and Rhama turned his eyes back to Raven and he finally found his moment. He picked up his tray and made his way over to her. "Feeling better?" he asked politely.....

[Guest]

Raven did notice him but she was not bothered by it. She knew the game: sleep with the new guy and you earn props especially if he is a virgin. She thinks to herself as she passes by him in the hall, “Careful with that one Rhama. She eats boys like you for breakfast every day of the week.” She was even more confused with why she had any concern for him the first place.

She looks at him as he talked to her. “Not really. But I get bored being at the house by myself. Mom doesn’t could home much.” She moves her stuff so he can sit by her if he wants. “I see you are making more friends. That’s great. Who you hang out with is important to people here,”

[LadyRaven]

Rhama smiled and put his tray on the table, followed quickly by his work book. He made sure to show he noticed her warnings about the populars and he nodded and laughed as he sat down. "Thanks for the concern." He said with a friendly tone and then motioned his head towards the tart now staring in disbelief that he'd decided to sit with someone else. "But I prefer people with a little more about them."

Pushing his tray to one side, he turned to look at her fully and rested his elbow on the table. "Look." He said carefully, "I know I'm a newb here and all and you don't really know me yet, but if you need a friend or someone to talk to..." He offered a small shrug as he smiled at her again. Remember the dream, he thought. "I might be a little rough around the edges, but I ain't a bad guy. Besides, if those freaks over there are what's considered the norm around here, good friends must be scarce on the ground."....

[Guest]

Raven looks at him and says, “I don’t want to trouble you with my problems.” She eats her food and then finishes her drink. “I got to go. I cannot handle all the people. I guess I will see you later.” Her wings flutter softly as she walks to her advanced English class. She says as she sits alone at her desk in the empty classroom, “I belong alone.” She goes to work on her poetry.

[LadyRaven]

Rhama cocked the corner of his mouth in a half assed grin, "Your choice." He said to her with a shrug. She left to go to her class and within minutes, he was surrounded by the Neanderthals again. He watched her back carefully and noticed the slight flutter at her back. Had she realised they were there yet? His mind flashed with images of how it would happen and what she would do when she realised. he would use the panic, that was for sure, perhaps even show his own wings. he grinned. That wasn't actually a bad idea at all. Sadly, the line backer from the football team broke his plotting and he wanted so badly to rip the guy's head off. He would have preferred to knock them all through to the next floor up, but for now, he had to play nice. Well, almost nice.

As he went to practice, he learned that her English class was in sight of the field. This made things even better. he could still keep a close eye on her but without arousing too much suspicion in her. "See me." He said in whisper under the helmet. He ran at the line, but made sure he lost his footing so that one of the bigger guys would slam into him. "See me." He wanted her to see him get hurt, well, not that a puny human could actually hurt him, but the show for her had to be flawless.

As planned, the line backer slammed right into him, quickly followed by two more and his body was crushed into the turf....

[Guest]

Raven tensed up as she felt him get hit. She looks at the window and races out of the classroom. She makes her way to the field and gets the goons off of him. “Rhama…” She removes the helmet and strokes his face. “This is why you stay away from contact sports.” A goon says to her, “Come on nerd we were just joshing the new joy.” She glares at the goon and punches him the face breaking his nose, “Oops I was just joshing you. Jackass….”

[LadyRaven]

His patience had finally paid off. As Raven came running onto the field to 'save' him, he grinned at the lughead and slowly reached up to pull his helmet off. As it happened, her hands got there first and he stared up at her in a false daze as she stroked his face. His mind raced about how he could use this.

Seconds later, the lughead had his nose splattered across his face and Rhama couldn't help but laugh slightly as he sat up and got back to his feet. Feisty as well as delicate? Now that had to be a first! But it was clear a second or so later that he didn't like being beaten on by a girl and went at her. Rhama instantly got in the way. "What's up?" he asked, "Girl got your pride?" Without another word, he balled his fist and slammed it into what was left of the nose. The guy went down and Rhama turned back to Raven. "Sorry." he said, "Thought he was gonna thump you. I don't like guys that hit girls." Deep down, he laughed at his words. he'd beaten and raped more women in Hell than the knocked out idiot could ever dream of. He wiped a little blood from his lip and laughed again. "I guess I owe you one." He said almost gratefully.....

[Guest]

Raven looks at him a moment and says, “Something tells me you are not actually being honest on that one. You are the type of guy who will say or do anything to get what he wants…and just so you know…I am not that type of girl.” She goes back to her class and gets her ass chewed by the teacher. She gets too frustrated and just storms out of the school. Her wings turn red as she grows even madder. She goes home and slams the door when she gets to her room.

[LadyRaven]

Rhama knew he had a problem now. Raven was far more astute than he'd given credit for. If nothing else, that made her dangerous. He watched as she stormed back into the school and then moments later, stormed back out again. He had to get things back on track and quickly, or Hexes would have his head... literally.

Dumping the rest of the day at school, he made his way to Raven's house and quite boldly, he knocked on the door. He had to do something either monumentally stupid here, or monumentally scheming. He knocked loudly, but politely and then stood balling his fists as he resisted the urge to turn the door into kindling.....

[Guest]

Raven looks at the time a moment before going to the front door. She opens it and glares at him. “What do you want? I did not have any problems until you showed up. Her wings glow blood red as she gets angrier by the minute. “Well pretty boy are you going to be honest? Or keep playing I just act like a bad boy?” She looks at the clock and decides that she would need to go to the grocery store.

[LadyRaven]

Rhama growled in his throat slightly as he felt his wings move beneath his magic. "I'd say your problems started a long time ago, angel." He said quietly, then boldly stepped into the house. "Or did you really think you'd be able to hide them pretty feathers forever?" He stepped forward a few more steps, coming almost nose to nose with her. "And trust me, honey, I ain't no pretty boy." He shrugged off his jacket and his magic and let his wings show. As of yet though, he showed no malice towards her, but he knew his actions would spur on her own change and he banked on this happening to make her panic. Then he thought he'd play the long lost race card.

"It's taken me a long time to find another of my kind. I thought I was really the only one until I came here." He cocked his head to one side, seeing her wings glowing red. She was angry and upset. This was good. "And the second I arrive, I find you lit up like a beacon in the darkness."

[Guest]

Raven looks at him and she was not falling for this. She looks at his wings and turns his wings gently. She tenses up and backs away from him. “You have a good silver tongue but not as good as your father. You are no angel.” Her body glows gold as her angel blood becomes out full blast. Her blue eyes turn gold and her hair grows longer. A large bow appears in her hand, “You are the son of Hexes…”

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