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~ I smelled the place before I got anywhere near it. I was sure that was part of the torture inflicted, if it smelled this bad away from it, you could bet your mahmen’s life it was worse once you got inside. Or so one might think. But no, only parts smelled. I had no idea how The Omega did it, +

It's been a while. What's everyone up to?

Can't do one without the other.... Have a wonderful 2024, may all your wishes come true this year.

It's Hump Day today. I just realised and figured I'd tell everyone, everywhere.

My alterego - he's a bit of a dickhead.

I'm Dehvy, the fun and twisted alter ego of Dehvastation. #RP * Vampire * Black Dagger Brotherhood * Civilian * In Character Chat/ Out of Character Chat * Enjoys meeting new people * Social and chatty

I just hoped that when we found it, it wasn’t extinguished before it could really start a fire The Omega would remember forever. ~ #BDB #LifeAndDeath

I had faith in my own ability, I’d stand up for anyone I could at any time. But when it came to him, to his power and his crazed mind, I knew it was a losing battle. If we fought back, we were going to need something huge.

I trusted the Brothers, and I knew why the ones who were free were rarely seen. Wrath still spoke to those left in the city twice a month, and it was a huge deal. The Omega reveled in their panic levels, something you couldn’t hide with someone so powerful nearby.

Showing that we could do as we were told, and not rock the boat. Of course I suspected that there were things happening, but since minds could be read and feelings could be tapped into, it was best to just ignore anything you could.

The cruel games the Omega played was enough to make most females dread their needing even more than they might normally. Whether they had a male to serve them or not. So, here I was. Doing as I’d been instructed, not causing waves.

We’d all graduated to soldiers and now move alongside what was left of The Brotherhood to try and keep the civilians under the treaty that had been set out. Vampire pregnancy was high risk at the best of times, but there was now restrictions on numbers.

we needed them to keep us alive in the hopes we could fight back one day. The trainee programme had run a few cycles before we’d run out of candidates and the Lessers were roaming freely, the Omega had his pick of whoever he wanted in the ranks.

Torture was second nature to most of us now, we expected it, but were always surprised when we were picked. Hopeful that he’d have forgotten about us by the time he felt in a mood again. We were just glad he avoided the civilians. We’d lost enough of them in the first wave,

I was doing as I always did. Passing messages between the civilians in each small block and the next. They were technically allowed out at night, and some did. But rarely past their front gates. We did deliveries and the lessers were basically glorified prison guards.

He moved where he wanted, when he wanted. There were Brothers that he’d taken, they weren’t doing too well, but they were doing the best they could given the circumstances. I saw them often, and it made me sick every time.

 Sacrifices had to be made, but we’d convinced him to send some to the other side with Lassiter. As well as set up whole town blocks for civilians who could work or recruit. In short, thanks to V and his mhis, he’d taken over nothing short of an entire city. Multiple times.

He’d managed to cripple our resources and Wrath had eventually had no choice but to make a deal. The Omega had been smart enough to know that he needed stealth as well as brute force to ensure he kept everyone in line, and with the truce we’d been able to keep a few of our numbers alive.

In short, we’d lost.  The Brotherhood had tried to overcome the Lessers and the Omega, but he’d managed to raise an army of his kind. He’d depleted himself in the process, but with his children roaming free, and coming back to him when they died, he just regenerated.

~ I made my way through the main street, it was a straight run between where we normally appeared and the camp entrance. There were fires in the streets, and occasionally a blind twitched where someone checked to see what was going on and who was walking to their post.