"It happened once, the loss of love and eternal devotion has already been destroyed once. We can do nothing but give you our assured protection and defense; however, it's within your choice whether or not she is to be brought into this world."

 

Ellie is the way she introduces herself, no middle name or last name. Simply Ellie. To the age of seventeen, she gracefully walked through the streets of Manhattan with a title. A title that was granted from her father's wealthy business that had capitivated the entire city and cities beyond the ones she knew. The vain attitude she flaunted had reached and torn apart her parent's tolerance. Sent against her own will to begin a new life with her grandmother far from the glamours of her old home, living within a middle class begins to affect her happiness..and a few other things. Torn from a life that she lived for seventeen years, voices that sounded so chaste and pure invade her ears. Intrigued by the lovely voices, nothing could prepare her for the voices that soon replaced them. Murmering threats that could possibly end any possibilities of returning to oh glorious Manhattan.

 

Going back home couldn't sound any better at the moment.              

 

 

   Have you ever felt like someone was watching you? 

 

  

                                              

                                                                                           (credits of this lovely photoset go to 'roreetta'  on tumblr, thank you lovelyc: )

              

 

"It's not time."

The blonde man snorted, shaking his head at the pathetic statement of the boy who stood in front of him.

"That is hardly your decision, Jongdae. It's hardly any of our decision, you know how this works. How do you plan on stopping it? That's right. You can't."

The shorter boy looked down, refusing to let the leader see his expression.

"I know it's impossible to stop, I know that soon she'll know, th-that they'll know."

He paused before lifting his head and meeting the other man's eyes.

"They'll know, they'll know who she is, and exactly how much of a weapon she is against us."

Amusement was clear in the blonde man's eyes as he listened to the boy ramble.

"Weapon against us? That's hardly correct. Perhaps you meant , a weapon against you."

This time it was Jongdae who shook his head.

"That's where you're wrong Wufan. If one of us falls, so do the rest. A leader like you cannot stand without followers such as me and the others."

Wufan chuckled.

"Sounds like it's time to get to work."