#axton-as-the-commando

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[ ; mother of monsters ; ] ~~~ 

"Can I help you find something?"

                                              Katerina Roth questioned the man,                                               watching him as he looked around                                               at the books within her store. 

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[ ; RESCUING A MCTHER ; ]

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[ ; monstrous mother ; ] ~~~ 

Ziva David and Axton had been close friends for nearly two years, having met shortly after she was turned. She had managed to convince him that she was safe with Klaus, that he needed to keep her around because she was his secret weapon.

                                      However, now... she was certain that her safety                                       was no longer so concrete--or rather her babies'                                       safety. About three months after finding out from                                       her witch friend that she was pregnant, she                                       discovered from a werewolf acquaintance that she                                        knew from the bayou of the fact that Klaus could                                        turn her babies in hybrid-making machines. This did                                       not go over well with her, in fact it terrified her, leading                                       her to call Axton.

                "Hello, Axton. I-- I need your help." 

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The Hybrid Procreation || axton x ziva

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[  ; monstrosity ;  ] ~~~ 

It was supposed to be impossible. Vampires were technically dead, and procreation was something that just was not feasible. However, Ziva David had apparently made the impossible possible. After all, she was only part vampire, and Axton was human. So, mayybe it was not as impossible as Ziva had previously thought? She was four months along and trying her best to keep it hidden from everyone except her witch friend, Davina, and of course, Axton. That day, she was sprawled out on the couch, reading through some books she had lying around when she heard Axton's heart beat approaching.

                                         "Hello, my love." 

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Secret Life of the 'American' Teenager || OPEN TO ALL

tags: doctorhaswari, axton-as-the-commando, agent-anthony-dinozzo, riding-the-jetstream

It was the first day of high school, and Freshman Ziva David had recently moved to America with her father, mother, half-brother, and little sister. Ari, her brother had an apartment on the other side of town as the David house. He was starting junior year, at the same high school. After what happened that prior summer between the two of them, it made her nervous to see him around. Walking the halls, she kept her head down but eventually ran right into someone, nearly falling.  

                      "Oh, I'm sorry. I did not see you." 

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"You must be the friend Ziva has been telling me about, yes?" 

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axton-as-the-commando; you should check this out :P { x } 

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"Do not look at me like that." 

              "I am doing nothing wrong." 

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† Empire of the Dead †

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For most individuals, a trip to Paris meant touring the city’s famous sites, or spending time in romantic restaurants and hotel rooms. However, for one pair of daring people, with great audacity and a sense of adventure, their trip to the city of love meant something completely different. Their names were Ziva and Axton, and they would find themselves doing something not many had dared. For twelve hours, they would spend their time in the empire of the dead, or as it’s better known, the Catacombs. 

Hour 00:00:00 

In their hotel room, Ziva was getting their packs ready. A large map was splayed out across the table in their room. The Israeli was putting several flashlights, twice as many batteries, flare guns, knives, first aid equipment, bottles of water, and small amounts of food into each of their packs. She knew the risks which came with travelling down to the Catacombs. She had heard stories of people suffering from dehydration, starvation, hallucinations, paranoia, delirium, and some have even died down there as either a result of not having enough resources, or just merely getting lost. Glancing over to Axton, who wore similar-styled clothing as she had, she gave him a smile.

                   “Please, tell me I am not the                         only one who is excited for this!”