Mistaken Misery [The Blaze] [R - M]

Scourge Misery heard her speak, in a darker, more rugged tone unlike any fae's voice he had heard. Watching her eyes turn coal black, he smirked. There was something behind those dark orbs that was not detectible, but it was there. Scourge Misery looked down at the carcass below his mighty paws, it's belly torn open, insides becoming the outs, and blood still pouring out rapidly. His bright eyes turned blood red, and he smiled sadistically, the horrified look on both Lucifer's face, and Charm's. When she started yelling out of terror and disgust of the wolf blood on her body, he snorted. Scourge Misery snarled to get the female's attention, his shoulders hunched together, and pelt bristling. "You're gonna have to get used to the smell and sight of blood, female. Horrifying at first, but you're behaving like a pup that's seen blood for the first time!" He snapped, thwacking his tail in her face, as a sign of disappointment. His cold eyes met hers like blue-green flames, but also like splinters of ice.

(Ah it's fine. XD Mine wasn't very good either.)

Penetrating, electric oculars kept straight, not looking back at the petty female once, lashing his thick, snowy white tail. Scourge Misery put paw in front of the other, trying to keep his pace up as his ears laced forward to listen for other sounds. The colossal brute could hear just about anything within a two mile range, and could see for many distances, even it pitch dark. With one short, non-lasting glance back at the dark furred female, he sighed softly. It was about time the thing shut herself up. Bright, teal colored eyes snapped back in front of him, shoulders tense and muscles stiffened as if he was expecting something to leap out of the trees. Scourge Misery almost expected to see his father, Despair, a low growl erupting deep in his throat. Though he cut it off, and looked back at Charm, blinking curiously. "What brought you out here anyway? I've been through this part of the lands almost every year I've lived, and not once have I seen you," he growled, no emotion in his deep, rugged voice.

(Oh Scourge Misery, you're an asshole. c:)

(Damn Charm... XDD)

Scourge Misery noticed her admiration of his thick, sturdy legs and couldn't help but smirk. Of course, it was nothing more than a menacing, sinister smile. He listened to the female's words, and his cocky smirk instantly disappeared, lashing his tail once more. Stopping right in front of her, he rotated his head to look her in the eyes, pupils gone small and hard. "At least your father cared.. Mine couldn't give half a shit about me, and the feeling for him is quite mutual." Scourge Misery sneered, his pearly white canines flashing irritably. He couldn't help himself. This female had it all.. She had parents that cared about her, a pack that could protect her, and a mind that knew more than killing, and emotions that were more than cold, heartless words. Scourge Misery tore his gaze from hers and snarled. "Let's get a move on, we need to make some distances," he snapped, breaking out into a slight jog.

Glaring daggers at the snippy little female, Scourge Misery snarled fiercely, his thick muscles flexing as if he was ready to kill her that very second, though he just laced his ears and met her blue gaze with his mesmerizing teal colored, thorn-sharp claws penetrating the Earth's surface below his massive white paws. "What, is this too fast for you, pet?" He sneered, lowering his head to properly meet her eyelevel, holding back a snicker. When she noticed her gaze fixed on the ground, he stopped his growling. Scourge Misery knew he was scaring her, and for that he praised himself. He loved being feared, but if the female dared not to meet his orbs, something was bugging her. With a heavy sigh, he shook his head. "Alright Charm, let's get a move on. Whatever pace you want," Scourge Misery muttered, monotone to his voice.

Scourge Misery snarled at the roll of Charm's bright blue oculars, angering him further as his dagger-like claws sunk deeper into the Earth, ears laced back as the female growled at him. If this female was anyone else, someone he didn't feel pity and disgust in, he would've killed her long before. But something stopped him from doing it, like a boulder 10 times his size was his barrier. At the fae's softer tone, and the confusing emotion in her eyes, Scourge Misery felt that maybe he had gone a little far. He knew that deep down Charm was scared, terrified of him and the Immortal World, and the idea of killing or just blood at all absolutely wretched her young heart. The huge white male sighed, already regretting what he was about to do. Scourge Misery dipped his head back down and nudged her cheek softly, blinking his gaze so they softened, just a bit. "Come.. We must make some real ground before any Immortals find out you're new. They don't take cursed Immortals very lightly," he murmured, turning back around and padding slowly, beckoning his tail for her to follow. She'd better be appreciative.. I don't show emotion or kindness to anyone but my sister. She better not get used to it, either.

(Aww, Scourge Misery you're so cute and fluffy. c:)

Scourge Misery was lost in thought, his cold, usual emotionless teal colored orbs set in front of him, not looking behind him once to make sure the female was okay. He swayed his tail a bit, warm memories of being with his older brother Hawk Flight, and twin sister, Silent Night. He couldn't help but picture them, him, his siblings, and his mother, Mercury. The thoughts of his father flooded back, thick gray fur and piercing, demented blue eyes penetrating his soul. His train of thought was suddenly stopped by Charm's honey coated voice, and he rotated his head back to look at her, then slowed down so they were side by side. "You ask so many questions," he growled, though there was a hint of crude humor to his tone. "The difference between being cursed and being born is that a cursed Immortal is considered angelic. They are seen as weak beings that have an easy way out. If you're born Immortal, there is nothing you can do about it," he told her, head held high. "Of course, I tend to disagree. My mother was cursed." Scourge Misery replied. Charm's next question made him shake his head. "Technically, you can have unlimited pups, as you stop aging at four years old, unless you're cursed." He explained, glancing over at the female. "If that makes sense."

His eyes met hers for a split second, narrowing his gaze in thought at her question. Thinking it over, he just shrugged briskly. "I've agreed to help you control your Immortal side, and, if possible, return you to normal. Training won't come easily, let me tell you now, it takes discipline and hard work to learn how to control your thirst," he told her emotionlessly. "Although, with how fast you catch on, it may not take much time. I admit, I could've just left you. But, we must remember, that male Sinister tried to force you, and I don't take it very gently with forcers." Scourge Misery told her. Of course, part of that was a lie. The brute had no intention on forcing this female yet, or ever, but he did not have a problem with forcing in general. Blinking the thoughts away, he stopped, and growled at what stood before him. This massive building, surrounded by a fence, and many Immortals were there. "No matter what these wolves do or say, DO NOT mention you are cursed. I can't fight them all," Scourge Misery growled harshly, meeting her eye level. Then he beckoned his tail for her to follow, entering the courtyard of the building. It almost looked like an asylum. Immortal wolves froze in fear at the sight of Scourge Misery, their sharp eyes lit with horror and silent fear. Scourge Misery looked around, his eyes burning with no emotion as he looked at all them. Some bowed to him, some stayed silent, and others greeted him with a dip of their head. "Welcome, Scourge Misery," one gray brute greeted, his yellow eyes meeting Scourge Misery's. The huge white brute nodded his head. "Greetings, Tundruk.." He muttered softly, then looked back at Charm for her to follow.

(c;)

They passed more and more wolves, their eyes locked on Scourge Misery. His pulsating, thick muscles and sinister eyes. They were all frozen with horrific fear at the sight of what they referred to as the 'Great White Beast', sticking close together. Scourge Misery glared at all of them, until one, naïve and foolish brute snarled at him. The dark brown brute stepped in front of Scourge Misery, growling viciously, canines snapping at his muzzle. Scourge Misery, within a blink of an eye, pinned the brute down and snarled violently in his face. "Try that again, Aurath, and I'll have your spine as a trophy!" He roared, scaring the brute right out of his skin. Other wolves backed away, tails in between their legs. Turning to Charm, he growled. "Keep up," he muttered, walking into the building and down the long hallways. Scourge Misery approached a huge room, where a huge male, nearly as big as Scourge Misery stood, his light brown pelt disheveled and messy, green eyes meeting Scourge Misery's. "Greetings. Why do you return?" The brute asked. Scourge Misery blinked. "I bring someone. We wish to find our way to Nightfall Cave," he told him. The old Immortal nodded. "And why, may I ask?" He grumbled. Scourge Misery bared his fangs. "That does not concern you. Charm, come here and meet Nexus. Tell him all you know," he growled. Scourge Misery turned to Charm, giving her a look that said 'mention anything, and I'll kill you myself'