Bridge

Auna hearing nothing after that decided not to pick at the conversation and instead wen to the rail and looked over at the water.

Masa didn't do anything to break the silence since he didn't really wanted to talk that much himself.
He enjoyed it as there was nothing but peace between them, sighing lightly as he also went to the railing and look down at the water itself, his cane hanging from his arm.

Auna closed her eyes, enjoying the silence and listens to the water run over rocks under the bridge with cat ears under her purplish gray hair.

Masa twirled his cane a bit as he wondered what to do now. He got out of the house, that seemed like a prison to him, but he now has to know what to do now.

Auna sits on the bridge again and swings her legs as she looks out between the rails. She senses a troubled scent coming from Masa but turns her head the other way as she gets rid of her ears and cat senses so she wont be tempted to ask.

Masa was utterly bored now. There was obviously no plot to his story yet. So, he'll just have to make one.
"Want to go somewhere...?" He asked with a sly grinned, eager to go and realived his boredom.
Since two isn't originally a crowd, he wouldn't mind it that much. Plus, it might be fun if another person comes with him on this journey.

Auna looks up to him tearing her gaze from the rippling water.
"Sure, where to?"
She slips her legs out from the bars and stands up, brushing her skirt off.

Masa grinned as he remembered a place where Toshiro, his butler, told him about while giving him a quick explainitory tour of the whole region. Apparently, it's called Witch Hill, where many of the burning of witches took place..... oh, he's going to enjoy himself, that's for sure. He heard the place was haunted..... his kind of place. Can't go to the haunted battlegrounds anymore without the memory if an annoying certain someone.....
"Let's go to the Witch Hill~" He said, grinning now like a cherishcat, showing his obvious love for creepy things. Well, it's probably because it's familar to him home back at the abyss.

Auna nods, he had never been to Witch Hill but sh certainly heard plenty of scary stories but surely they were all fake right?.....right?....
"Lead the way"

Nodding, Masa happily lead the way, hoping to find some ghost around the parts so he could play with them alittle~ It's always fun to make fun of a ghost~

Auna followed after him, running slightly after his long excited strides. She felt hesitation inside her, she hated ghosts and scary things but there wouldn't be anything there. It was night, the few ghosts would be asleep.
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Madara walked along in his suit, his hair ruffled in the small breeze fluttering past him as he walked, his crimson eyes as normal glowed, his pale skin flawless. Not Surprisingly never aged a day due to his ability. Madara didn't have his 'company' with him in other words, A vampire and crusnik that looked like teenagers. He stopped and moved to the edge of the bridge and looked out to the water. His pain had dulled, yet something always made him remember his former mate still that will stay with him, as it does to most people and there first mates. Madara was calm, no pain, panic, stress or anger. He smiled slightly at nothing but the flowing water.

Seth walked along the bridge, going the opposite direction. His black hair, and wings were a stark contrast to his white ones. He shook his head, hoping for someone who might want to kill him.

Madara smirked. ''Oh, no hello Seth?'' He spoke almost taunting. His glowing crimson orbs look to the corner of his eyes to Seth. how did he know he was seth? Leviathan's spirit was like a smug that fades but it's still there a faint trance.. after all that sword was his too.

Seth turned, and looked, his wings turning white, and his hair brown, "Hey Madara-san... Sorry about... you know... I should have been there to help..." And thats where the root of his depression came from. He wasn't there to help when he was supposed to. He drew leviathan, and held it out to Madara, "I don't think I deserve this..."

''I didn't need the help. The twins did..'' He'll never admit it, he did need help back then, he was the twins rock yet, he didn't have no but kept it together for their shake. ''Keep it, Leviathan will disown you then he feels right too.'' He spoke. Everything was working out now, his twins evolving in rapid rates.

Seth looked at Madara, and sighed, "I still should have been there. I was her Guardian Angel, and... why didn't she call me?" His wings began to darken again, as his thoughts went down that depressing road. He honestly wished he could die on his own at the moment.

He noticed Seth's wings change color. Yet never spoke about it. ''She blocked everyone out. Including the twins.'' Madara feels about this subject there numb. ''After all can't you just look at her memories or something.'' Madara shrugged, not knowing what to feel.

Seth shook his head, "No. Death doesn't work like that. Angels just protect the earth from Demons, we don't bother with the dead..." His wings changed full black, as well as his hair, and even his clothing started to change, the shirt disappearing, pants turning black, and boots turning to dress shoes.

He turns his head forward. ''You've lost that spark about you. Well more like miss placed.'' He corrected himself. ''Life keep ticking.. It's best to think about what she left behind and what you can do with it..'' He turns and looks at Seth, but over his shoulder to a spiting image of er mother minus the affect her eyes were crimson and a Crusnik.

Seth looked at the little girl, and his wings seemed to get even darker. He turned his head, and said, "Whatever spark you say I had is gone, and isn't coming back... I don't want to disappoint you, Madara-san, but... I am not the same angel." His eyes turned the same color as the girls, and he smiled a bit, but then, the old ghost of himself disappeared again.

The teenage girl stood there looking at the angel she knew.
''Uncle Seth?'' She asked her voice was soft and elegant. Sure she had aged quicker, and matured as well, even though she was still learning, her hunger wasn't dominating her at all. She walked towards him, her movements seems slight feline away of moving too. Her arms wrapped around him. Her attitude changed as well as being away from the town too. She was more softer, blending her emotions to her will.

Madara watched them, his mind understood what his daughter was doing, she was seeking him, like what he did for Elena. Madara wasn't keen about it, yet if she wanted it he will have to allow it. Yet his hope was to make seth better now.

Seth looked down at her, and he smiled ever so slightly, "Hey Littlebit. You've gotten bigger, haven't you?" His eyes changed to a soft green, while his wings went back to their normal white. The clothing, and hair stayed, but those were optional, to a point.

Bellatrix leans the side of her face against Seth's chest. ''It's in the genes.'' She jokes slightly with a charming smile that sat elegantly on her now her lips were shaped as Elena's was yet her father's smile.

Madara then spoke up. ''Bella has something to ask you.'' He said, encouraging his daughter to ask while looking at the water.

Seth looked at the girl, and said, "Bella, whats on your mind?" He hugged her back, and smiled a bit more. He didn't think it would be that big a question, but this was Elena's daughter, she might surprise him.