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BBP |•| CAA RUNDOWN 3 CHARACTERS AND SUPERNATURAL IDENTITIES The characters will be called in no particular order, although will be slit to their various classes after the names. The '?' Stands for unknown. Those characters tagged as BBP new age pantheon are made up character representing the gods surrounding the BBP story. 1) John Ozais Screeman Being : Supernatural Specie : ? Role : MC 2) Khloe Dave Being : Supernatural

"Ah, Miss Alberona, she's the one everyone's talking about? By the way, my name is Kidd Cross, and I'm your master's best friend. Right, Danrious?" TO BE CONTINUED

His body was as well covered in white and hair falling on his face with a feral scar occupying the center of his forehead. Like whirlpool of wind she rotates and stands right in front of Amara. "You want to know my name?" There erupts a devilish laughter out of her suddenly turning to man's voice sending shivers down her spine. "I am Otaku and I am right here in front of you to kill you."

A younger Seren crying in a doorway. The woman standing there. Alive. Calling her name. Seren reached forward without meaning to. I tightened my grip. “Seren. Now.” Her eyes snapped to mine. “Names,” I said. She inhaled sharply. “My name is Seren.” Mael followed. “My name is Mael.” Silas: “My name is Silas.” “My name is Kairos,” I finished. The house flickered. The illusion cracked. The woman’s face glitched. Her smile stretched too wide for half a second before snapping back.

Xavier asked. “Not all vampires are bad sweety. These are your aunts and uncles. That’s Aunt Vera, Aunt Roxanna, Aunt Lilia and Aunt Cecelia. That’s Uncle Zen, Uncle Caiaphas, Uncle Jude and Uncle Christof. Those are your werewolf aunts and uncles. That’s Aunt Cassidy, Aunt Ivy and Aunt Clara. That’s Uncle Nathan, Uncle Cain, Uncle Harlan and Uncle Brandon. Guys, this is my first born son Xavier,” Calypso introduced.

I have so many unanswered questions about this mysterious assassin. I spent the next week preparing for the formal event while also gathering what I could about assassins that were known. None of the information told me anything. I got a few well-known female assassin names. The number one was Phantom Reaper, second was Blade of Bracken (named after this city, Bracken’s Rock), and third was simply Death. Not very original, that one. By evening, it’s time for me to attend this despicable gala to network and attempt to secure funding for my next research project. I dress sharply in a black tuxedo, my white dress shirt is crisp, and I wear a neatly knotted black tie. My hair is usually always a

As I staggered down the blindingly bright halls her voice began to echo in my head, the events of that night came like a flood. Someone had knocked on the window of my room, I checked to see who it was at such dark hour. I opened the window and saw someone wearing a cloak and holding a scarf to her face she's doing everything possible not to be seen. I could tell it was a she by her voice but her voice sounded oddly familiar. "Who are you?" I asked. "It's me, Rhea" "Rhea?" I was shocked. What was aunt Melanie's daughter doing knocking at my window at dark?

"The name's Tasha, not that you asked but I'm doing you the privilege of knowing it" Austin kept quiet, sitting beside his mum's grave, and ignored her. "So what's your name?" she sat beside him. He ignored her, still concentrating on the name written on the grave. She noticed it and read it out loud "Mrs. Richard Joan". Austin looked at her and returned his gaze right back at the grave. "So who was the woman you came with yesterday?" "What woman?" Austin quickly replied, looking confused. "A lady was standing over you here when you were busy crying like a baby"

That explained why they looked so creepy. "And you are the ruler of this place. All of these...dead people." I said. He kept on looking at me. "Yes." "You were supposed to be a Greek myth only." I murmured. "Are vampires real too?" He tilted his head a bit. "Do you want them to be real?" A small shiver escaped through me at that thought. "No." "Well, they aren't real then." I kept on asking questions after that. "Are you like Hades?"

I rushed towards the patio practically tearing the glass door from the track. "Hey I forgot to ask for your name," I mumbled quickly. The ghost smiled and told me he was called Dalton. I nodded and realized that there was another person on the patio. It was an older woman. I glanced over at her and asked if she could help my queen. I exhaled deeply when she said maybe. I nodded and I opened the door allowing her entrance into my temporary house. I showed her where Skye was and she sat next to her on the bed.