EPISODE FOUR: NOT SO VIOLENT HOMIES (2).

The bathroom door finally fell open, Ashley slowly step out. She had had a hot bath, which Ashley of course heated with her fire ability. Her white towel hanging around the fragile, slender glass like body, while having a another towel wrapped around her silky hair strands. She was gorgeous, even more than that, to be accurate. Her long slender little streching out as she walked in slowly yet gently pace into the bedroom. Beads of water on her neck, collar bone and thigh.

" Hmm ", she sighed out loud with the memory of what happened not only with Ajax but the forest strife also replaying in her mind. Just then in her train of thoughts she remembered that she forget to thank the person who helped her here. And also saved her face from being punch.

" I'll just find him and thank him later. ", she says to herself as she reaches to the bed and begin to search for her pajamas.

" But where do I search? And where did he go? Oh Ashley you are so heartless. You couldn't even invite in. He saved you and this is how you repay him. Only God knows where he might be by know. Walking in the cold weather all alone. ", She says in out most worry.

She sighs once again and puts on her pajamas. Drying her hair with the towel and letting it down. She wore her sky blue pajamas which were a set of comfy shorts and a long sleeved shirt. The pajamas had little white bunnies with carrots in their mouths. She not only looked beautiful but cute in her pajamas which complimented her pale skin and silver eyes.

She zipped her bag and sat beside it, on the bed. Her dark reddish her cascading down her shoulders while she pouted looking around the spacious room. This was when she finally took notice of how the room was arranged. Saaru's room was light up with candles in each and every corner of the room. The bed was covered with clean white sheets. A pair of white pillows. The large fire place against the stone wall was out fire. A wide floor to ceiling french door that lead to the a little bacony outside it. Yellow curtains hang on both the windows and the floor to ceiling doors. Furnitures that one could tell were from the old times. At the front of the bed in the middle of the room was a table and chairs, where the table was packed up with piles of small shaped books. On the right side was a large wardrobe with a large standing mirror at the side.

" Mirror mirror on the wall... who's the fairest them all? ", Ashley questioned with a giggle. She was very childish. Ashley stood up and slowly walk towards the mirror, looking at her reflection. She ruffles her hair then titles it to the side. At the moment she was so lost, staring deeply into the reflection of her eyes.

Suddenly her pupils disappeared and her eyes became a dark shade of red. Her body began to tremble and she fell to the ground with a loud thud. She was in pain. Her hands trembled very fast as her breathing changes it rhythm. Her chest is hovering up and down. Ashley raises her head to the ceiling. A tear escapes her right eye as her fangs appeared, fangs longs then normal demon.

' It's happening again. ', she thinks. Ashley pushs herself up and grabbed the backpack.

Roaming though it, she finds her bottle which had little water inside and drunk it.

Her heart stop during to the pain and she fell to the ground again. Her body turned cold but after a few minutes she woke up.

Her body jerking up with force as she with open eyes inhaled deeply.

After episodes like this she normally did remember what happened and the pain she felt but, her looking at herself laying on floor she just knew what had happened.

Ashley wiped the beans of sweat on her forehead and stood up to tie her hair and go down stairs. She wasn't worried at all because it was the first time. It had happened before. More deadly episodes. And each time she died except that one episode. She remembered, Marilyn, her cousin telling her that she attached five of the house servant. Amongst those five, three lost their lives and the others luckily survived but still sustained njures.

" Where's my ribbon? ", she questioned herself as she went to her luggage to check. She always had her hair tied up. Either in a bun or ponytail. Her hair was long and it was different for her to complete tasks so she preferred it tied up.

" Where is it? Where? Where? Where? ", at this moment she had unpacked half of the clothes she suffered to pack.

" What I'm I doing? ", she chuckled at her actions. " I can just use a lace. "

She pulled out a black lace from one of her shoes and tied her head while she moved back to stand before the mirror.

" Perfect ", she gave herself a thumbs up and smiled. But the smile slowly subsided into a frown. She looked a her hair carefully and noticed a long strand of sliver hair amongst her dark red hair.

Just then the door open which startled her to the spine as she turned with her hand cover the strand of hair.

" Hi, what are you doing here...Are looking for me? ", Ashley asked nervousness evident in her voice.

" I just wanted to inform you that I have finished cleaning up your room. And l want to know if will you need any help moving your luggage? ", her green gaze stared at her in pure confusion as to why her hand was placed on her head. " But are you okay though? "

" Yeah fine, fine. I'm okay ", Ashley said with nervousness getting the best of her. She felt as though she was a thief in a spotlight.

" Are you sure? ", she questioned and Ashley nodded continuesliy in reply. Her hand moving with her head.

' My homies might not be violent but I can't let them know. '

" Okay then, see you downstairs? ",

Dilara turned around and left the room.

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She slowly walked through the hallway wondering why Ashley was acting weird. She just shrugged and teleported out of the house to another house which was next to hers. Getting there it was dim lighted, with no one in the living room of the house. She spun around looking for someone important to her.

" Ilyas is inside his room. ", a cool voice come from the dark corner of the room.

He had striking features that could hypnotize a person into thinking he is a ancient geek god. He sat at the window in a casual position but he made it look elegant. His light ref her was messy as usual with his eyes focus on the view outside while his face held a cold expression just like his heart.

Killian Damon had a cold icy heart. He hated closeness from anyone, except his mother.

But he secretly longed to have a healthy relationship with his father. Killian was a quick tempered demon. He was like this because of his father. One could say that Killian's attitude was a replica of his father's. His father loved his mother very much but Killian felt like his father wished him death at times. Especially when his mother gave Killian attention.

He continued staring at the window.

" Kill! When did you come back? ", Dilara rushes to his side. But, she didn't give him a hug she just leaned against the wall.

" Why didn't you tell you where coming? We should at least after all we are you best friend. ", Dilara complains.

" What would you have done...if I informed you guys? ", he questioned as he finally turned his face to stare a her.

His expression was the usual, cold and emotionless.

" We would have thrown you a party. ", she stared at face that was still the same.

" I didn't inform you guys because I want to have some peace and quiet. Before classes been. ", Killian said so Dilara would stop bugging him but she never left.

" Halina is the one you're hiding from right. ", She words where more of a statement than a question. " And also you and I know...wait, everyone know that you rarely stay in class. ", Dilara mocked his statement. She found it funny. Killian would rather sleep than stay in class.

" Dilara go upstairs. He's there. ", he commanded and saw Dilara move away while still giggling.

" Hmm ", he sighed and continued to look out the window.

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