Zacks funeral (open)

Ne'os walked up to the casket it was a closed one do to the nature of Zacks death. He turned and walked to a chair and sat down and waited for people to arrive. as he waited he looked up it was a bright night the stars were out and the moon was half full. According to his fathers will he wanted it to be at night and cremated so Ne'Os was prepared to do both when the time came.

Christy figured even though she and Ne'os didn't get along she should be a decent person and at least offer her condolences for the loss of his father. She walked up to the seat he was sitting in. "Hey." she said quietly, "I know me and you don't get along...you know you being a vampire and all...but I'm sorry about your father." she said. "Truly I am..He was a great teacher and ministry worker." She patted her hand across his back to try to offer some comfort.

"Hey thanks for coming" he said giving her a sad smile " I didn't expect this to happen...or at least not right now."

"i forgive you" he said "i don't care about the petty differences that humans and half breeds have not when the killer is out there still"

Christabelle was wearing all white. A symbol of purity and mourning to those who looked at her. "I'm sure he's better off where he is now." she said moving her hand off of Ne'os. As much as she was forcing herself to be nice and decent since it was a funeral she couldn't be that nice anymore. "I would say if you needed anything to let me know but me and you don't exactly get a long on a day to day basis."

Abbey walked up to the casket where Ne'os was standing and quietly greeted Christy and Matt on her way up. "I'm sorry for the loss of your father." Abbey whispered quietly, patting him akwardly on the shoulder.

Varod slid in, wearing all black. He walked towards Ne'os.
"Sorry to hear about your dad, dude, even if I didn't know you or him too well," he told him solemnly. "But I wanted to at least come."
He shrugged and dropped a flower on the casket. The only thing he could think of to do for him.
Sighing, he turned back to Ne'os.
"A lot can happen in a few months..." he muttered.

"yeah..." he said glancing at Christabella he wondered if she knew he was raising a group against her affiliations. He stood up and drew a pure silver wand that his father had given to him he had a white glove on so he did not burn himself he stared at the wand for a second every emof child was to burn there parents casket with it. He cleared his throat and addressed everyone infront of him "every Emof is to burn there parents casket with this wand made century's ago it is purley used for ceremony" he turned and aimed it at the casket he muttered a spell that carried across the lake the water stilled Ne'Os's turned as silver as the wand as the magic took hold. A Silver Dragon flew out of the wand and flew out around the lake it flew at Zack's Casket and flew at it completley consuming it it flew back into the tip of the wand as quickly as it had flew out. Ne'Os's Eyes turned back to there normal green as he lowered the wand. He turned to the group of people again "thank you for being here to see this" he said quietly his eyes showed the true human that was still inside him.

Headmaster Shacklebolt hoped he wasn't late, Zack Emof was one of his best teachers as well as one of his few friends, he wanted to go pay his respects. Once there, he spotted his son, popular as he was, he was hard to miss."Mr.Emof, I regret your fathers death very much," he said solemnly. "Do you know who killed him?" he added, he would track the person down.