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Note: Click >here< to read the first part. Time was no more. A burning, painful, flaming heat filled the air around the weakened female. Everything around her either vibrated in the icy desert's heat or stood still as if it was solidly frozen to its place and time - there was no time. An ethereal hand arose to her chin, gently lifting her sight upwards, away from the cold snow and towards the endless horizon. The comfortable feeling this hand had caused quickly faded as Marina opened her eyes and gazed into the distance. There was a field of death and blood, filled with slain corpses of long dead warriors. Marina was in the middle of these plains, surrounded by the dead; by their glory and honor . As she slowly got up on her feet she inspected her surroundings further. Lying next to some of the corpses were their weapons, swords and axes - all shattered by the flames of battle. Steel that had kissed steel now was forever worthless. Most of them suffered a painful death and still had the enemy's blades stuck in their bodies. Gruesome wounds, severed limbs and decapitated bodies, truly there was no mercy on these fields. Equally merciless was Marina's thirst for blood. She could literally feel the insanity slowly taking over her mind and causing a blood crazed frenzy. She sprinted through the unhallowed plains of fallen warriors, trying to find anything that still had a pulse or at least some blood in their veins. Suddenly she stopped. On top of a hill she spotted a battle-axe. It was a brutal and large weapon; Immediately she recognized it and began running up the hill towards this great axe - Either to have her hopes fulfilled or annihilated by sorrow and pain. This weapon was truly worthy of having "battle" in its name ever since the day it was crafted, through the heat of a forge and on a cold as ice anvil. The axe was sharpened in many battles and was the cause for slaughter and peril. But every weapon needs a man who swings it in order to slay multiple foes with a single blow. This battle-axe had belonged to the same man who kept his protective hand over Marina since the day they met when Molag Bal's worshipers tried to give their master the most worthy slave in the planes of Nirn. Marina saw many weapons lying next to their former owners. It was a common procedure to honor those who had fallen in battle. However, this weapon raised to the fallen's memory caused the fear of being parted by death from the brutal warrior it belonged to. Once she had made the climb to the top of the hill, she realized that a crippled body was leaning next to the big axe. In a panic she rushed towards it, hoping her companion still to be alive. Toki still had his breath, but it quickly was vanishing, letting his life leave his body forever. With all of his remaining strength he looked up to her, giving her a reproachful stare; and died. In agony Marina cried out loud, tears of painful sorrow ran down her cheeks. Heartbroken and mourning she fell to her knees and embraced Toki’s lifeless body. The smell of blood filled her nose, making her thirst even more wild and furious. Then, in addition to her tears, she was also filled by shame to obey her blood crazed thirst as she tilted Toki's neck and bit his pale skin draining the last drops of his blood. At first it tasted sweet but soon the taste grew awful, causing her to choke and fall into the dirt next to Toki’s body, causing her to vomit. Instead of blood his veins were filled with oily pus and maggots began to crawl out of his skin. Marina turned away in disgust, but the maggots started to bite her. She screamed in pain. Marina kept screaming; even though she had awakened from her nightmare. She began to shiver. But she was not alone. Toki, lying next to her, gave her a passionate kiss and began stroking her hair. As he embraced her tightly, cuddling her in his arms, Marina's fear and evil thoughts immediately left her mind. She calmly pressed herself against Toki who whispered into her ear: "I always will be there for you, my cat".

Note: Click >here< to read the second part. It was dark. Too dark for Marina to see anything, even her vampiric senses couldn't help her to define the place she was in further than as a huge hallway filled with darkness. Straying aimlessly through the halls that either were made out of wet stone or a corrupted kind of flesh she quickly became uncomfortable. As a twisted scream seemed to appear out of nowhere the vampiress instinctively reached for the crossbow on her back; but it wasn't there. With rising fear she then grabbed her sword and wanted to draw it, but the sheath seemed to be stuck together with it. Not even with her full strength was she able to prepare it for combat. The twisted scream echoed through the unreal place, but then it seemed to come closer towards her, as if it would be a hunter rushing towards his prey to strike it down. Now it seemed to be directly behind her, so Marina quickly turned around to face the source; nothing was there but silent darkness. Marina closed her eyes and tried to control her thoughts which wildly destroyed any attempt of her to think straight again, leaving her desperate and alone in this situation. A strong flash made her look up. Toki stood in the center of the light in the middle of the darkness, looking at her as if he'd see her regardless of the light consuming surroundings. She immediately felt better, so she meow'd for Toki as a sign of her approaching and walked towards him. The distance between them seemed to be big though, so she started to run instead and felt how slowly her desperation came back that only would fade away once she was in Toki's arms. He was so far away though; and regardless of her speed the distance didn't seemed to get shorter, the flash with Toki in it remained away from her. As she realized this fear arose in her again, she sprinted as fast as she could, exhausting every little rest of her energy. But she wasn't able to come closer. Due to the exhaustion she dropped to the ground, she felt too weak to carry on. As she looked up Toki suddenly stood in front of her, reaching with his hand for her hair to pet. Immediately Marina tried to stand up again, trying to feel the warm touch of the man who protects and loves her. In a short moment his voice echoed in her head, telling her that everything will be ok. As she almost could feel his hand he suddenly was blown away in countless pieces like sand is blown away by the wind, causing Marina to trip over and fall towards the ground again. This time though the fall felt like eons; it was as if there was no ground anymore, nothing to hold her, nothing to catch her. She closed her eyes and felt the desperate solitude that slowly crawled back into her mind. This must had been how her "father" felt as she emerged from his blood and watched him tearing off his own flesh. Just as she called the image of the dying beast of ancient times into her mind again she laughed; strangely though her pitch black markings started to feel ichy, as if they'd be set on fire, burning her flesh with penetrating pain, so she quickly silenced and tried to endure the pain as long as she could. It was too much for her though, the lack of blood combined with exhaustion made her vulnerable and not last any longer; with blurring eyes she slowly fainted.

Shortly after the dying screams of the bandits stopped echoing out of the fog it slowly dissolved and Tia ran down the hill. She knew that her sister was fierce, yet fear cought her that Marina might had gotten hurt. After all she alone with neither a weapon nor any protection attacked about half a dozen heavily armed men. Marina might had overestimated her abilities, considering that she thought lowly about any mortal this was actually somewhat likely. On the ground the street that has been covered in blood appeared again and revealed the first corpse. The man had a painful expression on his face and his hands were still around his neck, covering a big hole that used to be his throat. Tia gasped as though the mist two slightly glowing amber eyes stared at her. Releaved by her prior fears she smiled and ran towards Marina, wanting to embrace her. A hand to her forehead stopping her in her motion let Tia fall down on the tiny lakes of blood and with a painful expression she looked up at her sister. Marina just shook her head and stroked with the hand that just stopped her sibling her own hair. "What do you think you are doing?" Without waiting for a response Marina closed her eyes and again inhaled the cold air of the night. She felt how her blood calmed down again, yet it left her with a slight twisting feeling that didn't let her blood to calm down fully again. After taking a deep breath she decided that sooner or later she'll have to investigate whether this is just the remains of the battle's heat or something different, maybe even dangerous. With a single tear in her eye Tia got up from the ground again. The feeling of being rejected by Marina definitely hurt her more than the impact on the ground, but she knew that with time she'd get used to having her younger sister around. "See if any of them has something useful for us." Marina pointed at the dead men around her and Tia noded. Most of the gear they carried around was rather useless to them, the armor wasn't suitable for their sizes and all swords and axes they carried around were very dull and hardly sharp enough to cut a loaf of bread. Tia shook her head and looked at Marina. "Nothing. These mortals only carried valueless trash." Marina laughed and kicked one of the corpses to look into the lifeless eyes of the dead man. "You pathetic creatures are truly of no use." The demoness gestured her sister to follow her. "Seems we need to get our map from somewhere else. Get up, we'll see where this road leads to. Sooner or later we will cross an inn or anything similar." Tia followed Marina just like ordered as she started to walk on the road. Again she looked the pitch black markings covering Marina, and again she wondered how much she had to endure to gain these scars. Would she ever be able to compensate the hate that pain has given her over the centuries? Could she help her sister in any way? Or will it slowly consume her? Marina on the other hand felt no hard feelings in this very moment. She knew that her sister was rather worried, but she herself looked forward to what she'll see in this world. After all it was her playground now and the first mortals she killed already caused her to smile. For her it has been fun to tore their throats and cut their flesh, seeing the blood spilling on the ground made her feel rather joyful; but less because killing itself made her feel good, more the fact that there were six pathetic mortals now that already served her as pay back for her hate caused the happyness. Marina smiled, knowing that there will be more who'll serve her in this way. A lot more.

Marina inhaled the soft breeze of the wind that caused the night to be even colder. For the first time in centuries she actually could feel what this world is like and not only observe it from the mind that used to be her prison for so long. She felt the cold in her lungs, but it wasn't piercing or even painful like she expected, more a simply awknowledgement that it was there rather than actually be affected by it. For a moment she hold her breath. Again a strange feeling; Marina quickly realized that she had to learn much more about being alive than she expected. From behind Tia approached Marina and placed her hand on her shoulder, trying to get her attention. She didn't turned around though, simply tilted her head slightly to show her younger sibling she'll shortly listen to what she has to say. "Y-You..really managed to kill our father? I mean.." Tia gasped as Marina turned around and stared with her amber eyes into her own. Marina pointed with her arm at the horizon and then turned around again, opening her arms as if she'd wanted to embrace it. "This plane is rightfully mine, I deserve to have it as my playground." She looked back at Tia and sharply stared at her. "And that is why I killed our 'father'. I am set free, imprisoned no longer." Seeing her sister like this caused Tia to feel insecure, unsave even. A slight wobbly feeling in her legs arose, so she sat down on a rock to regain her balance. Shortly after taking a deep breath she looked up. "May I ask if.." Again she got interrupted by the amber stare her sister gave her. "As long as you don't get in my way, you may follow me around. Safely." Silently Tia noded, secretly hoping that this world will welcome them more warmly than the one they just escaped. The demoness looked down at her little sister shortly and then turned towards the wide horizon in front of her again. While looking at it there were multiple feelings that arose in her; next to euphory due to the new life she just begun there also was a slight feeling of uneasyness. These strange experiences with finally having her own body caused her to worry about how exactly it further is to have a body instead of just watching a hull like her father was interacting with the world. There were many things she had yet to find out. And this led to a hateful anger towards this plane. How it dared to challenge her like that? No one had the right to put her up to something, not even fate or puny forces. Marina fletched her teeth and slightly growled at the horizon. "So..what's the plan?" Tia still sat on the stone and looked around. "I mean..what will we do now?" Marina smiled slightly. "We will learn a bit about this place, find out where we are and get a map. There were a few places that father visited rather often, I am sure we can find many interesting items there." She turned towards Tia and offered her hand to help her getting up. Tia slowly shook her head and then pointed at the pitch black markings covering Marina's body. "Did it..hurt?" Again Marina fletched her teeth and noded. "For all the centuries the bastard made me suffer. His death was not nearly as painful enough to repay what I had to endure." Rather quickly an almost wicked smile came across Marina's lips. "But the mortals..they will pay." Right in the moment when Tia wanted to reply the loud noises of marching men cought their attention. They saw a few men wearing various kinds of armory; leather, hide, iron and some steel. Hardly any of the armor seemed to be custom made and fit for their owner to wear, so these men obviously scavenged and looted the weapons and armor they got. Tia whispered almost silently, fearing they might get detected. "Do you think they are bandits?" Not sharing the fear of her sibling Marina replied without trying to conceal her voice by whispering. "Does it matter? They are mortals. Prey." Before Tia could react Marina already ran down the hill towards the road on which the men were marching. She was rather surprised how her elder sister was able to run that fast without causing much noise, but the bandits remained unaware of their presence. Unlike her Tia was rather afraid to face these men, so she stayed in place and observed from afar. While approaching the mortals Marina felt a tingly feeling in her veins, a desire that pulled her towards those armed men, a hate that caused her blood to flow faster through her body. Slowly a thick fog arose the area and once she reached the bandits it hardly let a man see his own hand in front of his face. The demoness knew somehow she was responsible for the fog, but the hate was aching to be consumed, so all she cared for in this moment was her right to destroy these human beings. Yes, it was her right to kill. It was her right to toy around these mortals. And the dying screams from the men echoing out of the fog only verified her born right, her born hate.

Craved in the ancient mind of a vile creature lies a secret hidden from mortality and is beyond anything that sanity can understand. A beast of Malkav, crazed by the ancient hunger for blood, hunts since eternity through the nights. Like an untold myth or unknown legend no one ever spoke about this unlive rushing through the shadows, while spotting the strange figue with bestial fangs and claws is possible, actually understanding what happens in the darkness is far beyond sanity's capabilities, even her unloved sisters wickedness and madness can't handle the ideas flowing in the vampires mind. Two of these thoughts are Dominance and Submission. A vile combination that clashed togehter in the ancient creatures mind, forming the flash of something new, something strange, something poisoneos. This light in the ancient darkness was toxic, it caused agony in the twisted creature. It screamed loudly in pain at the birth of this light, using his mental force to try to get rid of it. But Dominance and Submission were strong and pure, the little flash defied with the strenght of it's parents against the furious attempts to erase it. Eternity and boiling blood of rage were not enough for the beast to get rid of this pain. Centuries of struggle were pointless, the flash grew and formed itself, not granting the vampire a satisfactional victory and merciful release of endless torture. As the the light in the darkness formed it's very first thought - "I am" - , the beast realized that it can't let the flash vanish without it's own death, so it offered a deal to let the flash further grow if it stops to cause pain. Agony immediately left the twisted mind craveing for blood, making it clear the deal had been accepted. The child of Dominance and Submission then observed the ancient creature and the world it lurked in, watching through it's eyes as it stalked, hunted and fed on mortal prey. By getting awareness of the depths of night and heights of day the flash grew, after the first thought a second one followed, forging in the long months of a year a personality, giving itself an unnatural nature, similar to a daedric prince it was driven by the very essence it was made of: Domination and Submission. And the newborn gave itself a name: Marina. Over the years Marina saw many things through the vile beast's eyes; men, women, children, death, blood, war, hate. Affected by everything the beast did, Marina started to grow further, gathering more ideas of the world outside the darkness, making her form an appearance for her personality out of the ideas she got from observing. Marina formed the body of a woman for herself, altering the assets of nude females she had seen through the creature's eyes. The centuries of struggle against the attempts to erase caused her skin to burn though, leaving pitchblack markings on Marina; the scars of birth. In the protection of obliviousness due to the flash Dominance and Submission created, Lust also had caused the birth of it's own light. It was weak though, but it grew anyway, just like Marina did. After forming a thought, a personality and then a body, Lust's child called itself Tia. She was spared by the marked body her sister got, but she remained less powerful due to her simple nature and the protection she recieved. After some time, Marina's nature made her want to claim the reign over the ancient vampire, so she started to cause hallucinations of herself to it. When ever it saw Marina sitting on a wall, leaning next to a house or standing in the middle of the road, it's twisted mind ordered it to kill her, so it charged at the hallucination furiously, just to realize over and over again that it wasn't able to tear her apart. Everytime it failed the attemt, Marina laughed inside it's head, which caused even more fury and hate inside it. As the hallucinations grew stronger and the anger unbearable, the ancient vampire was driven so far that it started to ripp off it's own flesh, tearing itself apart and causing blood to dripp all over the ground. This bloody lake of red juice was filled more and more as the claws pierced in the creatures body, and soon it was close to death, hoping that it will drag Marina down into oblivion aswell. Marina though was far away from death. Out of the blood she emerged in front of him, leaving the beast's mind and body, leaving her vessel. She now had her own body, enableing her to roam freely through the world she formerly had seen as prisoner. With her amber eyes she looked at the creature, laughing as it tried to gather enough strenght to attack her, but it already lost every last remains of power to the suicidal insanity. Several minutes after that Tia also gained her own body, and she immediately stood behind her big sister and waited for her reaction. Marina ignored her though; with a smile on her face she turned away from the dying beast and started to live her nature in the planes of Nirn, followed by her little sister.