ELIAS ELLIOTT
Horseman
Death
Posts: 67
Played by:
Julia
"Make it personal."
Last seen Oct 28, 2024 18:15:04 GMT
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Post by ELIAS ELLIOTT on Jan 18, 2022 18:37:37 GMT
 ━ peace is a struggle against our very nature ━
Of course, in real life, he wouldn’t do that to her. He had questions, especially after his little chat with her diseased father━lycanthropy and some strange, undying love for his family. He almost referred to them as ‘human emotions’ before backtracking; he wasn’t that out of touch. He understood the care one felt for their family, especially after they died. Apparently.
Leaning against one of the lockers, just a few feet down the hall from her current classroom, Elias waited patiently, hands resting in the pockets of his coat. He’d evaded De Leon’s questions for now, hoping he could hide under the umbrella of ‘out-of-office business’ until the working day was over. It was time to be a reaper, not an FBI Agent.
Finally, just like in the dream, she appeared from the mouth of the schoolroom. Elias smirked darkly, shifting his weight to push off from the lockers, hands sliding out of the pockets to hang at his sides. He approached her, cutting a clear line from where the reality began, and the dream ended. “You jumped right up from a dead four-year-old to a teenager, hm?” Narrowing those ice-cold hazel eyes, Elias moved in front of Aubrey to block her way, chin tilting up an inch, watching her. “That doesn’t just happen.” He hissed, “You can’t upset the balance between life and death just because your mutt of a father went ballistic. How did you come back?” Surely, Death would like to know who was going around causing more strife, completely disregarding nature’s way and fucking up their jobs further. He’d pull the answers from this girl but, if she didn’t give them up, he’d have no problem jumping into her dad’s mind instead.
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AUBREY SHEPARD
Werewolf
triggered
Posts: 40
Age:
Seventeen
Occupation:
High School Student
Status:
Single
Played by:
Lissa
Last seen Nov 13, 2024 15:45:34 GMT
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Post by AUBREY SHEPARD on Feb 1, 2022 18:06:04 GMT
| When she had first come back to life, she had recalled the nightmares she used to suffer from. That night coming back to her in bits and pieces. She would wake up screaming the house down. At least until she had got some professional help and slowly the nightmares slowly went away. She would spend her nights in almost a dreamless state. Peaceful sleep, if she did dream, she would never remember what she dreamt.
Which was why that night things were so different. She was dreaming. She was in school, bored out of her mind in class, her pencil unconsciously doodling instead of actually taking helpful notes. Once the bell went she gathered her things and left the room and it seemed to get dark quite quickly. Her surroundings becoming dark except for one figure standing in the middle of the hall. She felt herself walking toward him, even though everything in her wanted to walk in the other direction.
He seemed to loom over her until he was all she could see. He descended on her and that was when she woke up. Gasping almost feeling suffocated. Looking around her she realised she was alone in her bed, her sheets and duvet wrapped around her like a second skin, ” Well no wonder I felt suffocated…” she mumbled to herself as she untangled herself. When she looked at her clock it was only forty give minutes before her alarm was due to go off for school. She lay in bed and watched the sun creep through her curtains.
Hours later her dad dropped her off at school and she seemed to go around the school day like a zombie. Forcing herself from class to class. Finally, the bell signalled the end of the day, and she gathered her stuff and left the class intending to head to her locker. She didn’t get far however when someone blocked her path, making her jump especially when she realised it was the exact same man that had haunted her dream only last night, ” Jesus am I still dreaming?” She asked rhetorically, fear spiking in her as she stumbled back only a little.
Though this was nothing like her dream. Other students still rushing around for the quicker they got out the quicker they would get home. She adjusted her hair nervously behind her ear as she heard what the man suddenly accused her of, ” What?” She asked again, ” I urh… well yes I did do that, but I didn’t cause anything.” Aubrey stammered nervously. It was true she did die as a four-year-old, was bought back then magically aged overnight when she arrived in Mystic Falls.
She took a few steps back to put a little bit of distance between them. Every instinct within her was telling her to turn and run but she had a feeling that he would just stop her. When he hissed asking her how she came back, ” I don’t know… I was kinda dead when it happened…” She offered as explanation. She certainly wasn’t responsible for it. Hell she had been four years old… the concept of resurrection wasn’t even really on her radar.
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ELIAS ELLIOTT
Horseman
Death
Posts: 67
Played by:
Julia
"Make it personal."
Last seen Oct 28, 2024 18:15:04 GMT
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Post by ELIAS ELLIOTT on Feb 22, 2022 20:53:27 GMT
━ peace is a struggle against our very nature ━
He rolled his eyes at her nervous stammer, remembering why he didn’t like or interact with children. She was letting that strange, hormonal teenage-ness get the better of her, and it was really beginning to irritate him. The backwards steps she took only proved to annoy him further, though Elias didn’t move just yet. She looked like she was ready to bolt, and he wouldn’t pretend to fret over her every movement. He knew he could catch the little wolf without breaking a sweat.
‘I don’t know… I was kinda dead when it happened…’
“Christ.” Elias growled. Whether or not it was true didn’t matter, she was pissing him off to absolutely no end, and he wouldn’t fall victim to this childlike bullshit. He didn’t appreciate the disrespect of her sarcasm, either, and decided that, just like her father, she needed her limits pushed to see that this wasn’t a joke. Elias wasn’t here to ‘mess around.’
Snatching her arm with one long limb, his fingers curled around her bicep in a solid grip, and together they vanished and reappeared in the school’s basement. It was dark, dusty and filled with boxes, but there was enough light coming in for him to properly see. The mutt would be fine, though━Elias was sure of it. “There, now you don’t have to play games━there’s no one around to see.” He hissed, “Does stupidity run as a trait in your family just like the werewolf gene, or do they simply go together?”
Stepping forward, Elias loomed over her once again, his neck bent almost wholly to glare down at the girl. “Let’s try this again, alright? What do you remember after your father murdered you and your mother, and why are you here now? I’m running out of patience, Aubrey, so don’t bother with the bullshit like he did.” Elias hissed, though he waited for her to get her bearings, almost excited to see her reaction to the sudden change of scenery.
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AUBREY SHEPARD
Werewolf
triggered
Posts: 40
Age:
Seventeen
Occupation:
High School Student
Status:
Single
Played by:
Lissa
Last seen Nov 13, 2024 15:45:34 GMT
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Post by AUBREY SHEPARD on Mar 29, 2022 22:55:45 GMT
❝ I'm Like A Shooting Star...
I've Come So Far❞
Aubrey had dealt with a lot since coming back to life. Now she was having to deal with her nightmares actually coming to pass. When she stepped out into the class hallway and confronted the same man that had haunted her dream only the night before. She was instantly afraid; this man made her uncomfortable and fearful. She took a few steps back from him to put a little bit of distance between them so maybe she could get herself a quick escape should the opportunity present itself.
When he started answering questions, she couldn’t possibly answer she stumbled speaking the truth. Telling him that she didn’t know because she had been dead at the time. She didn’t know why or how she had been bought back, but she had. By her aunt, who had the capability to wield such power. She wasn’t going to dismiss the chance at life now, but she certainly hadn’t asked for it.
She grew fearful when he growled at her. She started to take more steps back to try and make a bolt for it when he reached out and snatched her upper arm and she winced at the grip, ” Let go of me!” She demanded sharply as she tried to jerk her arm free, but his grip was like iron. Solid and unyielding to her feeble tug.
One moment they were in the school hallway and the next she blinked, and they were in darkness… Looking around trying to place it. Stacks upon stacks of boxes, old sporting equipment with the ‘property of MFHS’ inscribed upon it. They were in the… school basement? It was quite dark for her, and she was struggling to see, ” I’m not playing any.” Aubrey insisted shakily as fear took root within her. The darkness that enveloped her certainly didn’t help. She wanted to say it was him playing the games, but her sense told her to now keep his mouth shut, if she wanted to walk out of here.
She didn’t know this area and made escape certainly much more challenging. Though his intimidating glare down at her made it much harder. She wanted to cower in a corner under his gaze… what the hell did he want from her? Her jaw dropped at the question or rather the insinuation, ” My father…. “ Aubrey was shocked by the accusation, ” My father did not kill me and my mother…” Aubrey corrected defending her father and that gave her a little strength.
She swallowed her fear back but answered him, ” I don’t know where I was… but I like to think it was heaven. I was at peace. As far as I know my aunt bought us back, with some help with the witches from New Orleans. I don’t exactly know why she did it. Perhaps love for her brother. I don’t know… please.” Aubrey told him. She had been dead at the time. At peace. She didn’t get a say or a choice in what those she left behind did.
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ELIAS ELLIOTT
Horseman
Death
Posts: 67
Played by:
Julia
"Make it personal."
Last seen Oct 28, 2024 18:15:04 GMT
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Post by ELIAS ELLIOTT on Apr 4, 2022 19:26:28 GMT
━ peace is a struggle against our very nature ━
‘My father did not kill me and my mother…’
That was the first response she was capable of? Elias raised a brow, intrigued now. Surely she would know, and it was unlikely that she would be so adamant about defending the man who had killed her━even if he was her father. Human emotions, however, were fickle and malleable━just because he didn’t have much experience with them didn’t mean he didn’t understand them. “Fine.” Elias spoke strongly, sharply, deciding not to argue with her. “Then who did kill you?”
Her aunt? How could one woman (and… witches) defy the laws of nature that way? She wasn’t even something highly powerful, and yet she could change Death’s will? That made Elias worrisome━he knew there was a problem, of course, he’d offered his services to Death because of it━but how many witches were running around bending the way of life?
“Stop begging as if I’m going to hurt you.” Elias muttered, “You’re just a child. It’s wrong for you to be alive, and so old, but I won’t cause you pain.” It didn’t hurt when he carted souls to Heaven, so Elias wasn’t lying. He sighed, circling back to the original piece of information that intrigued him.
“Your aunt is a witch as well?” He asked, “So, a coven of witches pulled you from Heaven and altered your age? How in the world are any of them strong enough to do that?” Did they have a body? He wanted to pepper the girl with questions, but Elias figured it would only overwhelm her (whether or not she knew) and then she’d start making that annoying, panting, screechy sound again. If he could still get headaches, he’d surely have one now.
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AUBREY SHEPARD
Werewolf
triggered
Posts: 40
Age:
Seventeen
Occupation:
High School Student
Status:
Single
Played by:
Lissa
Last seen Nov 13, 2024 15:45:34 GMT
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Post by AUBREY SHEPARD on May 7, 2022 17:54:22 GMT
❝ I'm Like A Shooting Star...
I've Come So Far❞
Aubrey at first thought she was going insane when she met the man that had literally been haunting her dreams in her school hallway. Though this was very much real, and she was instantly afraid. Thousands of thoughts running through her head. What could this guy possibly want with her? It quickly became clear that it was an enemy of her fathers. Transported out of the hallway and too the basement. So he could question her, without being caught by someone in a busy school.
Her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the basement eventually. He started his interrogation. She immediately came to her father’s defence. A vehemence in her voice that she was surprised she could muster. That she knew wasn’t true. She half expected him to argue with her but instead he agreed, and she couldn’t really mask her surprise. Though he was immediately onto another question asking who actually killed her. She had been four at the time. She knew few people. Her mom, her dad and her aunt was about it. Sure, she had the odd friend at kindergarten… but these guys she had never seen them before, ” I don’t know. I had never seen them before. They broke in. My mom didn’t seem to recognise them either.” Aubrey answered honestly shrugging her shoulders.
She went on to explain all she knew about her coming back to life. All she knew was that she was what she thought was heaven with her mother. Happy at peace… next thing she knew she was torn from that and back in her body on earth standing in front of her aunt, next to her mother. She looked relieved a little when he said that he wouldn’t hurt her. If that was the case… he didn’t have to haunt her dreams and bombard her in the hallway.
She waited hoping that this interrogation would be over soon. She willed herself to calm down. When he asked if her aunt was a witch as well, ” No she is a wolf… I guess she just has powerful witch friends.” Aubrey answered him. At least that is what her father had told her. He seemed to be trying to get her story straight, repeating it out loud. When he mentioned about altering her age she shook her head, ” I came back to life as a four-year-old. Spent a few days as a four-year-old. After my first night in Mystic Falls, I woke up like this. I honestly don’t know what happened to cause me to age overnight.” Aubrey told him shaking her head. She remembered having a life though, and the memories felt real… but something in the back of her mind knew they weren’t.
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ELIAS ELLIOTT
Horseman
Death
Posts: 67
Played by:
Julia
"Make it personal."
Last seen Oct 28, 2024 18:15:04 GMT
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Post by ELIAS ELLIOTT on May 27, 2022 20:30:24 GMT
━ peace is a struggle against our very nature ━
“Was it a group of people? Men or women?” Raising his chin a bit to stare down at her, Elias considered who might’ve been after them. Perhaps a group of people interested in revenge against Michael Shepard? Either they wanted him to live with the pain or had broken in on a day when he (unfortunately) wasn’t there. Either way, their deaths held all things in the balance, predecided since the moment they were born. As horrific as killing a child was, coming back from the dead was not part of the natural way of life.
Finally, it seemed as though the girl was calming down. Elias was eternally grateful. She was useless while panting and whining and carrying on, and it was too irritating to bear any longer.
A wolf with witch friends. Fine, he supposed, but mentally noted to look into Michael’s family tree for later.
However, the final piece of information she shared was what truly piqued his interest. Elias’ brows raised for a moment and then furrowed. Being brought back to life was enough to cause concern, but magically aging? Was it just this town, or was there a phenomenon amongst supernatural children?
Honestly, Elias was tired of asking all these questions. It was easier for both of them if he simply took what he needed. That would likely send her into another panic, though, so he gave a deadpan warning in advance. “I am going to check your memories for myself. I’ll put my hands on your head, but it won’t hurt. This will be over faster.” And, with barely any time for her to register what he’d said, Elias stepped closer and pressed his hands to the sides of her head.
Sorting through her memories didn’t take long. She was young, so there weren’t very many of them, but there were these… strange additions. He could see the real ones as full, complete memories, but there were others that looked like they were in-between being a preschooler and a teenager, and yet they were transparent, placed neatly. He studied the time she was killed, how she came back to life, and every minute since. On the outside, it was a matter of seconds.
He didn’t remove his hands from her even after he retreated from her mind. Elias transported them back to the hallway they were once in, and then disappeared without a goodbye.
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