ooc:..... i hope this isn't about machines attacking or andriods, or.... anything..... that would not fit here.

(ooc: wow, amazing pieces of work everyone! So detailed and awsome!)

Startled as Rayne was jolted out of her seat by the hiss of the train as it expelled steam from the trip rayne's head spun before her. She must have dozed off, in the middle of the day no less, odd for her, and didn't realize she had arrived. Her compartment had remained empty apparently throughout the whole ride and she was now left to herself as she watched hordes of students pour out of the open compartment doors. Mumbling a locking spell Rayne quickly disrobed and changed into her school uniform, grabbing her immediate stuff and hurried out the door as she was one of the last to leave the spewing train.
All around her she saw groups of people disband according to colours, almost like a rainbow of four colours splayed out before her and she shook her head slightly. The magical world may have overcome racial discriminations ages before the muggles did, but they certainly made up for it in differnet ways.
A sharp spark of green caught her eye for a moment amongst the throngs of red and gold clad students- apparently she was not the only one to notice as people pointed, stared and whispered. Rayne's eyebrows rose almost imperceptably but she did not give any hint towards what she was thinking beyond that. Perhaps an understanding twitch of a tip in their direction but just as she was considering the situation the girl was in a smaller boy in a younger grade pushed passed her, his blonde hair mirroring the silver sheen of the early moon. Even in his youth he was already taller than Rayne and he opened his mouth to snarl an insult her way before he looked at her face and quickly shut his mouth lowering his head and shuffling away. Meanwhile a small group of students not far off were pointing and whispering behind their hands while looking at the blonde boys back. With her sharp hearing Rayne had no trouble hearing their words.
" doya think..... his father?" A small boy piped as another girls eyes grew wide.
" nah.. i reckon the mark WAS put there by the house elf...." Another answered, more skeptical.
mark... what mark.... it couldnt possibly be....

Rayne Der Drache finished the remainder of her breakfast in a sullen silence as the old house elf wrung her hands and fritted around in apparent anxiety over her comming "vacation". Undable to stand the figeting anymore Rayne dropped her fork back onto her plate, somewhat harshly and exhaled through gritted teeth.
"will you cease that infernal flitting?!" She grumbled more darkly then perhaps she ment to, starlting the ancient creature who was not fighting to bat away tears, her ears dropping nearly to the ground. " Sorry...." Rayne mumbled as she rose from her seated position to go by the heavily drapped windows. " It's just.... i can feel it..... this dark... darkness... it's so overwhelming." She whispered through barely parted lips.
" Is.. is it getting worse?" The old elf asked quietly, her tone thick with despare.
" yes... it's getting harder and harder to resist the call, the more powerful it becomes. I'm afraid they won't wait much longer..... they know i am of age now....." Rayne trailed off closing her eyes to the dim light radiating from the edges of the curtain, even that small light made everything in the room almost blindingly bright to Rayne. Dumbldore was the only one who knew and he promised to protect her... until she became of age. Which was today.
Shaking her head she turned back to the distraught elf and ordered her to retrive some clothes. She couldn't simple hide and wallow in this castle forever.... well, not that it would hold for long anyway she thought rather grimly as an after echo.
By this time her clothes had arrived and without bothering to do things the mortal way she wipped her wand in a sharp weaving pattern watching, bordom etched across her face, as her nightclothes dematerialized back into her closet to be replaced by her favorite black silk shirt which skimed her arms all the way down to her wrists as it drapped off her shoulders, dipping low on her back. Seconds later her leather pants zoomed on, accompanied by the wide silver belt she always wore with the large buckle ont he side.
Gliding out of her room into the rest of the morbidly dark house Rayne slid into the bathroom soundlessly as she observed herself in the mirror, twisting her hair up into a bun which allowed for a few stray tendrils of silken hair to escape and curl down her back and frame her face. Conuring her boots to her she slipped on the slightly heeled apendeges and rushed down the long stairwell into the foyer where she grabbed her midnight satin cloak and a pinch of green dust remembering her purse before she cast the particles into the enormous fireplace she always kept roaring and directed herself to diagon alley.
Once she stepped out of the portal on the other side she immediately crossed her eyes with her hand in a long sweeping motion muttering inaudible words as an invisible film covered her sensitive irises.
Her morning shopping went effortlessly and without a hitch as she sidled from store to store, weaving in and out as quickly as possible. She had a seat at the quidditch world cup- not an event even she would want to miss- so the faster she did this the better.
Finally finished with everything she supponed Pixie to her side and ordered her to take everything back to the house and prepare it for her departure while she took a look at one last thing. It was an interesting artifact- not from one of the most "reputable" shops in Diagon Alley, but it would have to do.
Slipping unnoticed into the darker half of this world much as she was used to doing every day in life, Rayne stepped into the run down shop and strode to the counter. " Tell me.... where is the artifact i requested?" She snapped gruffly.
" Ahh.... the pendant of Orisai?" That is a pricey egyptian relic....." The shady clerk leered through his siniser grin at her. She could feel his eyes moving up and down her body as he did so.
Unfazed she continued to give him a bored stare until he finally thre his hands up and brought out an ordinately carved silver box. Rayne leaned closer over the counter as he carefully opened the box to reveal a laughing saphire that twinkled at her from it's pristien prison. Eyes widening Rayne began to reach out and would have touched the relic if the clerk hadn't slammed the box shut and pulled it out of her grasp, breaking her trance.
" Why are you so interested in controlling vampires anyway?' He bothered to ask, somewhat annoyed by her actions.
" That is none of-" Rayne began to snap back before she sensed movement in the room and caught the edge of a shadow move against the far wall at an imperceptible speed. Gasping she launched herself against the door but not before the shadow lept after her, enveloping her in it's suffocating density until she couldn't breath and wisk her away to leave the clerk blinking and confused still behind the counter, as the atack had lastedfor less time then it would take the wizard to even register movement- by the time he saw the shock on the girls face she was already gone.
Hours later Rayne woke up to find herself in a marble cell, lined with magic and a number of other things. So they had finally come....
No one came to her all day and by the next day she was getting restless and tired, this cell was ment to sap the enegry of the prisoner and she was certainly feeling it's effects. That's when two heavily armed guardes came for her. There men were werewolves, she could tell from just one look at their over burly appearances, bulging muscles and unkept manes. Their eyes shone a vibrant yellow in the dimness of the dungeon.
Grunting and ushering her out they lead her weak frame upstairs to a masked man seated in a throne before the hearth. " well well..... Miss Der Drache...... a pleasure to finally have you...." The man laughed deeply, the harsh sound reverbarating from the walls in the giant hall back to her tenfold as he grinned to the moonlight, exposing glistening pearly fangs to the crescent moon. Rising he literally hovered to her across the floor with a certain measure of elegence unreproducable by humans or animals alike, to grab her chin and raise her glittering violet eyes to meet his bright red ones.
" Have you considered the offer, my dear? Oh but wait...." He mocked. " I am forgetting my manners.... a drink for the lady?" The vampire released her as a crystal goblet was brought, a thick crimson substence swishing congealed within it. Trying to be replused Rayne pulled back but as soon as she caught the aroma wifting from the goblet she suddenly felt herself pulled to the swirling liquid.... closr and closer.... until..... it was nearly at her lips, how sweet it would taste. But no, she pulled back sharply, knocking the goblet to the floor in one swift motion as she darted back into the shadows to be greeted by a fresh corus of scoffs.
" No?" The coven leader guessed as he waved his hand over the spill as it reformed into the now whole goblet. Passing it off to one of his guards he beconed Rayne to him and she felt the invisible strings of his pull wrap around her arms and legs and pull her right to him. What he didn't realize was that she had been fingering her wand from her back pocket this whole time, waiting to get close enough.
" I'll NEVER be with you!" She hissed in his face as her eyes flashed an angry indigo and she aimed the spell, not looking to see if it hit before she darted towards the door using her supirior vision to anticipate the clumsy movements of the werewolves and dart beantha, over, and around them.
She could feel a howl of outrage building like a mighty storm but did not falter as the icy cold shrieks filled the night air. Flinging her wand before her she ran straight for a window and shattered it before plummeting out herself.
It was several stories up, the trees a blanket of green before her but her fall was slowed and her body took to the tops of the trees gracefully falling instep with her nocturnal nature. By the time she had been running for a few minutes her supernatural strength waned, having been used out of adrenaline and she plummeted roughly to the ground, her body unable to sustain that kind of power without the needed nourishment. Groaning she could see her body was covered in many little cuts, some of which had already begun to seal themselves up and she called enough strength to summon Pixie to her, before falling into dark oblivion.

Some time later she awoke to a familiar scent feeling hungry but alive. Opening her eyes fully she found her old elf comming back into focus, her old room before her. Behind the elf a taller figure stood smiling sadly down at her as the sun glinted off his half moon spectacles. " Dum....ble.... Rayne began sitting up as he put his hand on her shoulder to ease her back down. " What happened?" She demaned looking from her elf to the headmaster and back.
" Relax child.... Pixie found you when you summoned her..... in Romania. She called me here. This is a most sever incident!" The headmaster reprimended her, his eyes asking the unspoken question of why she hadn't come to him sooner.
" You only were promised to protect me until i became of age.... i can take care of myself now." Rayne confidently stated looking him square in the eye.
" I think not. So long as you are in Hogwarts you will remain under my protection." Dumbledore countered. His tone was final. " I will take care of this matter, you have studies to attend to and i suggest you hurry up.. your packages and trunk are already on the train but you should be there with them- dont you think?" He gave her that familiar warm smile, humour flashing momentarily in his eyes as it overlapped his grave gaze.
Nodding Rayne went about preparing herself and disapparated within a few moments directly onto Platform 9 and 3/4, just in time to hope into the last compartment as the train began gathering speed.
Exhaling deeply she slid down a wall, looking around at the empty rooms. Choosing the nearest one she ambled into the seat closest to the window, forgetting to close the compartment door behind her as Rayne leaned her head against the cool glass (which felt warm against her skin) and began to think about her final year at Hogwatrs and what it would be like.

merged: 10-13-2008 ~ 12:04am
ooc: thank you soul! ^^ . Well i left it off with everyone still travelling on the train and tried to sum up all of Rayne's activities in that short space- i hope it turned out okay! Feel free to take it from here :P

ooc: oh lol, is that what everyone is waiting for? ^^' err.... okay well everyone else is still on the train JUST arrived at Hogwatrs right? Allright i'll make the post brining the general masses off the trian and then let you take it from there.

hello, hello everyone . Wow ShadowN1NJ4, thank you for posting that up! Yes it's very important so please follow the guidlines ^^ and thank you again for helping me out by reposting that SN .

merged: 10-12-2008 ~ 01:41am
I suppose i'll make a long yet abbreviated post of what my character has been up to in this time, and to keep it simple i'll just have her not at the quidditch world cup.

so quick question: what style will this rp be written in? and you HAVE to have a cannon aswell as original? Or can you just have an original?

well.... sugar is vegetarian lol. So i suppose logic would dictate vegetarians can live off cake :p and therefore will get fat. It's a little harder for vegans though lol.

Whoooot yea baby :P. Damn straight you've known me for long enough lmao. (he's one of those poor unfortunate souls who have to deal with my quirky personality on a near daily basis)
Though you'll need to update your drug cabinet with some stress reducers MUAHAHA

Naturally m'dear- no headbanging music past midnight though, thats my futurama time lmao.

Everyone i know who got engaged and married too young regretted it later.... but i think it all depends on how long you two have been together. Things can be perfect one moment and go SHARPLY downhill for no apparent reason in a short matter of time.

aha yea.

Long song- beautiful though lol. In it's own.. fixated kinda obsessed way :P

yes, a part of it.

hm well like my song goes: " i am the dark, and angels cringe before me or succumb to the everlasting lure."

hmm doesn't that make you the good citizen

yea no kidding about the adrenaline lol. Soul's not the only one who doesn't liek your unsafe driving . Then again i have no right to speak about safe and unsafe things.

aha.. well not better but.... i dunno it's a toss up if it's more or less of a chance of death lol.

uhhh well DUH.. ahaha how am i supposed to win betting on you if you have a slower car? lmao anyway i perfer to gamble my life in other ways then on the road thnx

huh thats a.... damn.... eheh ^^' okay okay so it's not miles lol.

180 :P hah! hehehehe

hah! i knew it lmao. well yea- so it's a deal i'll drag race you

huh- thats nice , well i wouldn't race you :P. you'd win lmao... or maybe i WOULD race you.... place a bet that YOU'D win.... then loose (naturally) and get some money anyway! yea! lol.

ahaha my mom's kind? lmao. Well it's a Saturn, fairly new. And you?