Krystin: Good. Satan: Excellent. Although, this is a story... Shouldn't RP as your characters here
Emma's POV I didn't know how far I ran, the darkness surrounded me, mocked me. There was no way I could find Elijah. He could be any were. I suddenly tripped over a tree root, and landed on my hands, that were not bleeding from the sharp sticks I had landed on. "Ouch," I muttered tears stinging in my eyes. I curled myself in a ball, not having the energy to even move an inch. Rain began pouring down now. I shook, freezing cold. Was this how it would end. I had thought so until I heard a dejected sigh. Looking up through the rain to see Elijah's crystal blue eyes. "What the hell were you thinking?" He glared, and in seconds i was being lifted off the ground. I cracked a smile, looking up at him. He had came to save me. He was a good guy, this was proof. "Did you hit your head, why are you smiling like a retard?" He glared, walking now. I snorted. "No I didn't, you came back, and saved me.. Your a good guy.." I pointed out. He hissed at my words. "No I'm not, did you not see me kill your friends, I'm a monster." he said, his eyes cold. I shook my head. "But your not all bad.." I muttered. Elijah rolled his eyes. "Emma, you have to be the most, stupid girl I've ever met." He said, his eyes getting a touch of warmth in them. I smiled, watching him. "Elijah..." I began. He looked at me curiously. "I can't explain why, but.. I think I might.. Sorta.. Love you." I stammered. At this Elijah stopped in his tracks looking at me. "Don't even joke about that, that's ridiculous Emma." He glared, but his expression held another emotion. "I'm not joking, I really do." I said seriously. Elijah growled to his self now. "No, it's dangerous, our worlds aren't supposed to collide, I'm supposed to kill you." He said, his voice holding regret. My eyes widened. "Your supposed to kill me?" I asked shocked. "Yes, it's my task, if I want to go home, I have to kill you..but I can't.. Because..-" He started but paused, seeming to choke on the words. "Because why?" I urged, my heart racing as I watched the words form on his lips. "Because.. I have feelings..for you to." he muttered barely above a whisper. Tears again filled my eyes. He loved me to?! "But it doesn't matter. We can't be together." He rushed out, looking away from me, glaring into the woods as he began to walk again. "Why not?" I asked, my heart dropping. "I'm expected to kill you, plus it's against the rules for me to." He said hatred coating his tone. "I thought you were bad boy..?" I muttered. He locked his eyes on me. "I am." He said defiantly. "And I thought you feared no one.." I said crossing my arms. "I don't." He said narrowing his eyes at me. "Well then, why are you afraid of breaking the rule?" I challenged. He was quiet for a minute, and slowly a smirk came to his face. "Your right, I don't follow rules." He said with a smug grin. I laughed, pleased that my little plan had worked. "Good, so.." I said, with a slightly shy smirk if my own. He paused again in his walking, and my heart raced even faster as he slowly leaned down, and pressed his lips; as cold and smooth as marble, against mine. Heat danced between us as the kiss lingered. "I've been wanting to do that for a while." He smirked after pulling away. My brain was so scrambled at that kiss, that the only way I could responded was a 'ahuh'. Elijah snickered, walking forward again. Elijah was finally mine. Bump?