``Waking the Demon~ OPEN!

[*Megan Sophia Lockheart]

Megan Lockheart;

Why must people say that for this era... you have to be violent. Don't you even wonder that the violence is why things around here get worse? Do you see what has happened to us because of our violence? We killed out own brotheren, because they turned into something different-- something that needs to be cured. No, we figure they are a threat to those who survived, and must be eleminated. The ones that survived do not need the help-- it is the ones that suffer. They are only a threat because they cannot control their new natural way of life.

Why must the violence continue?
Why do we thrive on destroying what is not.... normal?

Megan walked down the streets of India-- a strange thing since she lived all the way in Ukraine. As it turns out, in two years a whole contenient can be sucked dry. Food in the Eurasian contenient is running low-- and their are no air craft or boats that can take us to new locations. We are stuck.

It is a hard life, ya know? It's hard for just a small 15 year old girl to find her way through the destroed streets of our new lives.

Megan glanced at the stores that she passed by. The winds picked up her bronze curls and blowing them everywhere. Her pink sundress, dancing with the wind as well. Megan's tanned skin shinned dimly in the cloudy area.

Suddenly, a noise sprouted from behind-- the sound of growling. Megan turned to look for the threat-- but was instantly taken down by a hungry male infected. A small scream escaped the little 15 year olds mouth, struggling with the Infected. Honestly, Megan wasn't an aggressive person. After all she DID grow up in a house full of 6 other sisters and no brothers. She wasn't violent-- wven when time came to protect herself aganist her father's beatings. However, when the moment called for it-- Megan would fight back.

She didn't have a gun-- Meg thought of it as a sigh of destruct and unfairness. Megan was a fist fighter. She jabbed her elbow into the Infected's face and crawled out of the space provided between them. The Infected seemed completly irritated with Megan and tried for a tackle. Megan closed her eyes and swiftly kicked the Infected in the face, jumping to her feet and making a run for it. She could hear the Infected running after her-- and she knew that she wouldn't be able to outrun him... there was only one thing to do.

She absoloutly HAD to result to a weapon. Fist fighting wasn't going to help her here.

Megan looked around franticly as she ran, seeing a slightly brocken, slightly sharp piece of metal sticking out of a mango cart. She smiled in relief and turned to her left to head for the cart. However, the infected tackled her down again just inches from the metal. From this distance she couldn't reach the pole, and she made due with punching with her right hand. The infected was just inches from her neck when megan finally grabbed the pole and slammed it aganist the infected's head-- enough to made blood come. megan continued to thrust the pole at the Infected's head until he laied dead on her small body and drips of his blood were splattered on her tanned face.

Megan sighed and shoved the dead male off of her, laying down on the road where she was tackled-- completely exahsted...

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Such a sweet little Butterfly~

[*Nicoletti Night]

||Nicoletti Night||Infected Hunter||Lilith's Younger Sister||

Nicoletti had been walking down the streets of India for hours, when she heard a scream, her eyes went wide. Running to wards where she heard the scream she watched a female human fight off a full grown male infected. She was very impressed.
Lilith was right, the humans are getting stronger. She thought to herself. Nicoletti wore a pair of black baggy jeans with a white tank and a black sweater over top. Her long dark, almost black, brown hair covered half of her face. Her blood red eyes showed no emotion but a little respect for her sister. Nicoletti knew that if her sister were to find her here watching a human kill of a infect she would have been furious. Walking to wards the human her nose burned with the humans strong scent, but ignoring it she continued. Standing only a few feet of where the human lied she cleared her dry throat.
"You have go fighting skills, for a human." She said with a smirk, and some cockiness in her voice. Anyone could tell that Nicoletti is indeed the sister of Lilith Night, the queen of the infected. Lilith may have all the looks but Nikky had all the ego and strength of a real leader.
"I am Nicoletti but you can call me Nikky." She introduced herself, with more of a friendly voice. She held out her hand for the human to take, hoping that Nikky could at least make one friend. Nikky and her sister had always been almost the same but Lilly had more of a insane mind then herself.
"I ain't gonna bite cha. I am way more friendly then my sister, trust me, plus I have more respect." She told the girl with a reassuring smile.

[*Megan Sophia Lockheart]

Megan Lockheart;

Megan gasped as her eyes flashed open, their briliant green color blazing. Her eyes met that of another infected and instantly, Megan pulled herself to a crounding position and held the rod of metal tightly. Honestly, Megan was not the fighting type. If anything, she hated fighting. Though as she listened to this infected female speak, Megan seriously thought the girl was nuts. Was she using a friendly tone with Megan? Her eyes filled with distrust in the infected. Megan wasn't the one to judge people by their apperance-- or by what they looked like-- but she wasn't stupid. Even if the girl was naive, Megan knew better than to just give herself up. However, the girl gave Megan her name and complimented her on her fighting ablilities.

"You pick things up when you're trying to save you're life," Megan said, her small voice high with a saprano tone. She was young, that was easy to tell from the girl's voice. Though she also seemed to be the friendly type. Megan let her grip on the rod loosen as she stuck a hand out for Nikky to shake, "I'm Megan." she introduced and smiled. With loads of effort, Megan pushed up on her ankles and stood. Her legs shook slightly like she was bambi first being born. In fact, in the earlier days Megan's nickname was Bambi because of her klutziness.

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Such a sweet little Butterfly~

[*Nicoletti Night]

||Nicoletti Night||Infected Hunter||Lilith's Younger Sister||

Nikky smiled. Megan seemed like a nice girl. She looked over at the dead infected, looked like one of her sister's men. She wondered what he was doing all the way out here. Shaking her head she picked him up and threw him over her shoulders.
"Might as well bring him to my sister later. So Megan what are you doing here in lovely India?" She said and questioned. She didn't care that this monster smelt like death. Her um well you really couldn't call it a car more of a rust bucket. But it still runed fine.
She smiled a friendly smile. Her eyes looked around seeing if she could hear or smell anymore of 'them'. She knew that she was being a hippocryte calling them monsters when she is one herself but she considered herself different. She never really liked the taste or after taste of human blood. She loved animal blood though.
No one was near by, only the animals. She took in a deep breath.