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Post by Kain "Akatsuki" Elric on Dec 27, 2008 19:11:51 GMT -5
Running hard as he could manage, the seventeen year old boy could hardly believe what he had just seen. What nightmare had he entered, "What the hell!" He screamed to himself as he bolted at top speed through the forest. The blood, everywhere...it made the pit of his stomach, heaving a little but holding his food in he staggered now slower as he rubbed his forehead. The image in his head sickened him in ways he hadn't believed. He shook his head and looked about. It was dark and he was lost and alone. Was the monster following him!? He wanted to scream for help, but could that be worse then not? He panicked more and ran fast again. His arm had suffered a bad cut, it more then likely should be treated. But the adrenaline made him feel the need to only run
quick as he could manage. He had to survive this horror...
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Post by ··¤ Zen Kamei ¤·· on Dec 27, 2008 19:13:29 GMT -5
The woman with bright golden eyes looked up and hissed, the smell of blood filling her nose. She could hear the mortal run and make noise, how foolish. She dropped the full grown male's body onto the ground, with a sickening sloshing sound as the body landed in a pool of blood. She still hungered. She dashed after the young man, moving as swift as death itself. It was his calling, and she was to collect his soul, so to say. She jumped and shifted through the trees and the darkness on swift heels, her breathing heavy, yet quiet. She was on the hunt. This was such a thrill, chasing after a moving target, how fun..
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Post by Kain "Akatsuki" Elric on Dec 27, 2008 19:17:26 GMT -5
He tripped hard into the moist earth as his hand got mildly cut on a rock. "Shit!" He muttered as he rushed to get backup. By now his lungs would burn and his muscles would tire greatly. Most of his life he had lived just outside of being in a gang, a messed up life he knew that. But this was out of a horror movie. He ran in only blue jeans, a white undershirt and a old tattered leather jacket.
A small knife at his side which was in a holster. Given to him by his old man when he had become a man or close enough was a safety measure from his father more then anything. He would dart through the forest as best as he could. The monster had to be on his tail, he just knew it. Suddenly he broke and screamed for help, anything. He wanted to be saved, it couldn't end like this.
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Post by ··¤ Zen Kamei ¤·· on Dec 27, 2008 19:19:21 GMT -5
The beast was suddenly upon him, sharp claws digging into his shoulder, tearing at muscle tissue as well as the tendons. The woman was merciless, willing to do anything to rid of the Vampire hunters. She had rid of the boy's parents, an easy kill for her, seeing as they never saw it coming, but the youth made it difficult, even though he pleased the dark woman by running. She threw him to the ground and shifted, like shadows to be right before him, her bright golden eyes staring into his own, as if she were looking into his very soul. Those eyes seemed as though they could see everything.. Haunting and cold they were.. Like a nightmare.
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Post by Kain "Akatsuki" Elric on Dec 27, 2008 19:25:44 GMT -5
He panted righting himself to sit up right, by now the loss of blood had made him weak and slightly disoriented. He'd survive had he medical treatment right now. But now it seemed grim, he hopped he would suddenly awaken in his bed. Hoping for mercy from God or whatever may hear his need for help. He manged to move back a foot His body felt so numb and tired, he found moving difficult and his head wanted to spin. He hadn't known much about his parents secret life and what he had known was only from his snooping. But all things considered he knew very little.
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Post by ··¤ Zen Kamei ¤·· on Dec 27, 2008 19:26:19 GMT -5
The beastial woman was now upon him, her breath was cold, and smelt of roses and the sickening smell of copper. Blood dripped from her blue hued lips lading upon his skin as she hissed with wild, glowing eyes that were as fierce as the most terrifying kind of beast.
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Post by Kain "Akatsuki" Elric on Dec 27, 2008 19:27:50 GMT -5
Anger and sorrow filled his heart. He had little else to protect himself other then what his body could manage. He tried to knee her in the side weakly. The darkness blended with evrything but thoes eyes. Letting out a slow breath he began to surrender mentally and emotionly.
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Post by ··¤ Zen Kamei ¤·· on Dec 27, 2008 19:29:24 GMT -5
The womans eyes were still bright and wild, but as she stared into the eyes of her prey, for some reason she couldnt kill him. Her eyes dulled slightly and slowly lost their glow, their color becoming that of a stale gold, and her hair darkened as quickly as her eyes, lengthening and falling like a jet black siken curtain around the young male's face.
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Post by Kain "Akatsuki" Elric on Dec 27, 2008 19:32:57 GMT -5
He blinked, why was he not dead yet? He looked at the beast turned women before him in shock. "W-what!?" He felt so confused, was she toying with him now? What was going on!? He didn't even know what she was. He panted hard and tried to think of an exit. What world of nightmare had he entered? Everything he knew suddenly seemed so distent and unreal, and this new truth which he had known as fiction was the truth!
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Post by ··¤ Zen Kamei ¤·· on Dec 27, 2008 19:34:01 GMT -5
The woman looked at him silently, her eyes were still like ice, golden ice. Her lips were stained with blood, and for a moment she felt resentment for what she had done, taking this boy's parents away. But she had to, to ensure her coven's survival, for they would bring the end, and she couldnt allow that.
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Post by Kain "Akatsuki" Elric on Dec 27, 2008 19:36:02 GMT -5
He just looked at her, part of him felt an intense anger, he wanted to lash out suddenly at her, but as of yet all his attacks had been ignored or uneffective. "What!?!? What do you want with me!?" He screamed now taking an angry tone. "Isn't it enough you murdered my family!? But you have to sit there and taunt me!? Do your will and finish me off!" He demanded to be put out of this nightmare."You going to just sit there!?" It angred him to not have been killed like his family had. Why did she hesitate?
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Post by ··¤ Zen Kamei ¤·· on Dec 27, 2008 19:56:24 GMT -5
The woman looked at him quietly now her eyes unwavering, but one could see within those eyes, that they held centuries of stories, and memories. Centuries of pain, agony and loneliness. Something one could never understand, if they never took the chance to try. She was enigmatic, so misunderstood. But her eyes never changed, they only smoldered and swirled like liquified metal, just like before. But they had a slight glowing quality, what was it that attracted her to him? Surely it couldnt be his flavor.. for it was not of her taste, but for some reason she craved to taste the crimson liquid that pulsed through his veins. Zen had always remembered what her Elder had told her. "With hatred, comes great strength" But what was it about hatred that made someone so strong..?
She knew the Elder was right, but without love, how could there be hatred, and what power was there beyond that of hatred. The woman leaned closer to him, her breath cold against his neck, like a chilly breeze on a winter day. Her breath was sweet, and smelled of Roses and Jasmine. A cold slnder hand held down his shoulder as she pulled back her lips and beared her fangs. She bit into his flesh, and drew the blood, it was sweet tasting, but firey and hot at the same time, almost spicy tasting. It was something that had never happened to Zen before, for she was not in her Blood Lust form, her eyes were still their usual shade of stale gold, and her hair, long curtains of fine jet black silk that fell upon his face, but felt so soft to the touch, it was definately inhuman. She refused to suck him dry, and in return for his blood, she decided to let him live, and give him strength, for there was no doubt that he could be of some use to her. Perhaps she could keep him with her, take him to the Coven once he had recovered. She would have to help him forget about his human life with his parents, for she could not allow him to be a hunter, and kill her kin. She had become the Coven leader, next to the Elder, and she only took orders from the Elder, no one else would ever be able to order things upon her. She was her own master. She pulled her fangs away, feeling the warm sensation of his blood dripping down the side of her blue hued lips. With a slight kiss to the small puncture wounds they began to heal himself. And strangely, Zen felt the need to fix what she had broken. She ran a sharp nail upon the middle of her lip, drawing her own blood, and planted soft kisses upon his wounds. Now, the blood of a Vampire can have a very strange effect on a human. the wounds and damage she had caused healed themselves quickly, almost instantly upon her kisses. And finally she leaned down and gently kissed the wound upon his leg, her lips cold but silken and soft. Her stale gold eyes looked up at him, waiting to see an expression. Reading his face..
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Post by Kain "Akatsuki" Elric on Dec 27, 2008 20:50:47 GMT -5
With a ragged breath Kain looked into her eyes. Though having that unnatural look to them, they seemed...familiar. He watched and even though she had just taken his family, the only people he cared for and then nearly tore him apart. He found himself paralyzed in his place there on the moist cold ground. He still felt anger in his heart, but at the same time he also felt a bond to this...demon.
He froze when she move closer, Kain wrapped an arm around her and felt her unnaturally soft and silken hair. She went from Demon to Angel before his eyes. The dark angel would move closer, and then it would happen. He would feel a tinge of pain in his neck and even more blood leaving his cool weak body. He didn't have the strength nor the will to fight this Dark Angel from doing everything she desired, from talking what she wanted from him. He could not even flinch or move to stop her or slow her down. Not from weakness from blood loss, but rather from desire on his part. What was that alien feeling, why did he wish to just give his blood to her? After all she had removed everything he knew from existence. He sighed starting to weaken more, he'd lost a good bit of blood and now the adrenaline was starting to fade, so weak and tired. He could see the pale moon shining above through the trees, casting shadows but giving a feeling of unsettling peace.
Then something else happen.. He felt sudden energy rushing into his body from an outside source, he blinked as he felt her slip from his arm and watched as she began to kiss his wounds, each time his body would feel a bit more restored, even energetic. The dark angel was kissing him, and it energized his body and restored it.
The nightmare had so many twists and turns he wasn't sure if life had become a fictitious story of dark and light, of blood and of roses. A bitter sweet story of lost and renewed hope.
Though the dark angel had destroyed Kain's life, though she had hunted him down...He almost found an ironic respect for her. But it would only be her that he could now ever respect, he still felt so much anger and resentment...could there be more of her kind!? If there where then what would become of him? Surely he could not just go back about his life as if everything could be normal again. That was an impossibility, no he knew that his life would take an unexpected twist like none before him had ever known. So what would his life become now? A tale would now weave itself in the fabric of destiny that no mortal could ever comprehend, a path that would lead to a new understanding of the universe around him and change everything he knew. It had already begun.
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Post by ··¤ Zen Kamei ¤·· on Dec 28, 2008 2:46:22 GMT -5
The woman looked up at him with her curious, stale gold eyes. They almost seemed like ice, so cold and deadly. Perhaps they would be better off if they were black in color, black like her very soul. She was a demon, a demon of the night. She slowly pulled her lips away from the wound on his knee and looked at him silently. She did not speak, didnt utter a single word, just looked at him silently, studying, almost admiring him. After a few long moments, the vampire maiden spoke. Her voice was.. enchanting, but underneath the smooth velvety words was nothing but ice and malice. She was cold and hateful, but deadly beautiful and rather captivating.
"Your name..." She said quietly. It almost seemed as if a hanting melody had slipped from her blue hued lips. She looked at him curiously, his features were quiet lovely, when not torn and bleeding. And his eyes held a certain defiance. THis boy was a born hunter. Zen wondered to herself as to whether or not she could keep him, train him to be a hunter, use him to her advantage. He could be a very useful tool.
Her stale gold eyes were bold, icy and unwavering. No doubt the boy had never seen anything like those eyes, they could see through anything, everything. Zen hardly remembered her human life, for it had been years since she was a mortal woman. Well, more than just years, centuries. She almost felt the need to keep him, to study him and learn what it was to be like a mortal. She was so curious. She waited for him to speak to her, and tell him her name. Somehow she needed to know, for in her mind she was already formulating a plan for this boy.
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Post by Kain "Akatsuki" Elric on Dec 28, 2008 3:14:57 GMT -5
Kain sat there watching this demon of the night, this...unknown nightmare. He blinked a few times hoping to wake up in his bed, but the pain he had felt reminded him this was real. She was beautiful, captivating, truly a figure to behold. He couldn't panic, nor could he run. An odd reaction for what had just happened. Kain listened to her nearly sing her words to him and froze again. How could she be that wonderful?
When he finally found the ability to speck he said in a soft tone, "Kain Elric.." He blinked and added, "But...my dad called me...Akatsuki as a middle name..." He said and paused as if to say more but only kept quiet. What would he even say or add? This monster could do what ever she wanted to him and he could do little. He wondered about the somewhat awkward position they where in and then looked into her eyes. What could He shuddered again, he oddly felt calm next to her. But why? Should he not fear her? It was like being drawn or ensnared..
His breath would fog in the night air with small puffs, he wondered what would become of him now.
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