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Post by lydia on Sept 10, 2007 13:38:33 GMT -5
Lydia wiped her eyes and looked out of the alley way from where she sat. SHe sniffed loudly and wiped her tears and nose on her black cardigan. She looked down the street. Lydia pushed herself off of the floor and hit her back against the burgandy wall. She hid her face in her arms as she hugged her legs. She rocked back adn forth. Her long dark brown hair hit her bak lightly and she cried into her amrs. She trie dto breath normally as she could feel the pain in her arm getting sharper by the minute. She raised her head slightly to look at her arm. Blood spilt onto the graveled floor. Lydia cried, not from the pain but from the memory. SHe squeezed her arm tightly letting the blood dripp. She rocked back and forth hitting her back agaisnt the wall.
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Post by Rickter Rossenhiem on Sept 10, 2007 13:49:40 GMT -5
What was it he had heard? Crying? In his city? Definitely not, well maybe, ah hell. It's the only sound he heard at night these days. Unless he was in the base. Rickter's vampires cared naught about being caught anymore. He'd made them brave, tough, skilled beyond compare. There was no need to fear the hunters. No need to fear the military. Or was there?
His hair was flicked into his face and started to be pulled behind him as he walked onwards, on the wind came the smell of blood, and an even fresher cry. A younger cry. A tasty meal, if one of his men wasn't already there. He spread his arms and cloak and flew off into the wind, without the cloak he would've looked like a flying cross. His two red eyes glowed in his skull as he got closer to the sound. A teenage girl in the back of an alley, easy. He grinned.
A small thud and he had landed. He made sure his cloak was behind him and his black hair was covering his unusually light skin. His daggers were in clear view and his gun-blades hilt was just visible over his right shoulder. "Well, well, well, what do we have hear?" he said tauntingly. He loved to play with his food.
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Post by lydia on Sept 10, 2007 14:08:03 GMT -5
Lydia looked up, her eyes black as ebony. Tears rolled down her face. She stared at him. Her arm made her wince. She closed her eyes tightly and smacked her head against the wall.
"Kill me i dont care, its better off i die" She whispered. Her voice weak and shaky. She squeezed her arm even tighter which made the blood run down her ar even faster. Lydia hit her young head against the burgandy brick wall. Lydia looekd up at the night sky.
"I wish i could get away from all this!" She whispered even quieter than before. She looked up at the man standing in front of her.
"If you are going to kill me, kill me, it would be a wish coem true for me, it cant be as bad as what i go through at home." She closed her eyes and awaited the pain.
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Post by Rickter Rossenhiem on Sept 10, 2007 14:27:52 GMT -5
Rickter was slightly taken aback, it wasn't what he had expected. This one was strong. Emotionally. He smirked as he took note of the wound. He drew one of his daggers and approached the girl, he had an idea.
Without a single word he lay his hand on her injured hands, shoulder and lifted her into the air. He drove the dagger into the shoulder, missing all bones but pinning her to the wall. He smirked at her reaction.
"Are you sure you want death?" his voice was like ice as he bared his fangs. "I could give you a fate much worse, I could curse you, make you live forever, feed off the blood of humans, would you like that?" he sneered into her face.
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Post by lydia on Sept 10, 2007 14:44:38 GMT -5
Lydia opened her eyes and looked at her shoulder. SHe did not scream but the pain in her arm reminded her that of which her father had given her. Shewinced and looked into his eyes.
"You mean a Vampire?" She asked weakly, loosing blood fast. Her eyes started turning crystal blue. She grabbed his arms and smiled.
"Teach me how to live like you...feed you...breath liek you" As she spoke, her words slurred and her voice weakened. She looked over at her arm and winced. She hit her head against the wall one more time adn looekd at the Vampire deep in the eyes.
"Go ahead, do it" She whispered. She closed her eyes and awaited, any pain she may encounter.
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Post by Rickter Rossenhiem on Sept 10, 2007 15:01:38 GMT -5
Now this was odd, not one of the hundreds he had turned had behaved like this. They had all curled up in fear or ran from him. He smiled, then she would make an exceptional general to his army. If she could prove herself in battle. He ripped the dagger out of her arm and let her fall to the ground hard. Her warm blood had covered him and he could tell she was nearly dead.
He sheathed the dagger and knelt down beside her, taking off his mettle gauntlets and stowing them in a pocket somewhere in his cloak. He took hold of the injured arm and drank from it deeply, he traced a line up her arm with his tongue moving her cardigan out of the way. He smiled, it was good blood.
His teeth sunk into her neck as he reached it, he drank deeply until she was left with enough blood to keep her conscious. He pulled back his loose sleeve on his left arm and showed it to her, there were many teeth scars there. "Drink," he commanded, "drink and you complete the curse," his evil grin was dominating his face.
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Post by lydia on Sept 10, 2007 15:09:56 GMT -5
Lydia looked at his arm. She felt light headed. Her mouth open, without second thoughts she grabbed his arm adn bit into it hard and rough. THe little bit of strength she had left helped her breath adn swallow the blood. She kept a tight grip on his arm as she sucked more adn more out of his arm. She felt the cold blood, run down her thoat. She released with a scream of relief. She flew back onto the floor with almost no energy. She hit the floor and closed her eyes.
Lydia tok slow short breaths. She could feel her heart stopping. She heard the rough voice of her father shouting in teh streets.
"LYDIA, GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE..." Lydia's eyes opened in fear. She had no energy to move but she could now feel her heart stopping completely. She strugled to breath. Lydia looekd up at the man who was looking down at her. Her mouth surrounded by crimson liquid. She looekd deep into his eyes and swallowed hard. She took her last breath. Echoing the street was her father. The words were getting fainter and fainter.
"Lydia if you dont show up soon I will..." THere it cut off.
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Post by Rickter Rossenhiem on Sept 10, 2007 15:25:30 GMT -5
Rickter watched his new clan member. She was young, and would need to be taught a lot about the way the vampires lived, and died. She would also need to be trained. He'd do that part himself. If she was potential to be a commander then she had to atleast stand a small chance against an already existing commander.
He watched as she passed out. She'd taken enough of his blood to survive though, he just waited. If anyone came in the alley he'd shoot them. When she awoke he would take her to the base.
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Post by lydia on Sept 10, 2007 15:32:28 GMT -5
Lydia awoke gently. Her eyes opened softly and slowly. SHe looked around with her Vampire eyes. SHe took her first breath in. The air smetl differetn from before. There was a strong stench of iron. She sat up slowly. Her eyes were Icey blue. She wiped her mouth. Her head spun and she grabbed it. Her dark brown fair hair swayed into her face. SHe flicked it back adn smiled evily. She stood up elegantly and looekd around.
"Lydia!" A rough low voice echoed the streets. Lydia looked at the approaching man. She walked slowly back into the alley way and stood next to the young man.
"What's you name?" She asked, ignoring the approaching man. Her voice soft sweet, but somehow, slightly innocent, but it had a hint of evil in her words. She cocked her head to one side and blinked softly as she started into his eyes.
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Post by Rickter Rossenhiem on Sept 10, 2007 15:54:22 GMT -5
"I am Rickter Rossenhiem," he replied. "Lord of the Lemure clan, Leader of Rome, soon to be leader of Italy, the world is changing," he grinned in delight. "And your name would be?" he asked his voice was deep, dark and hypnotic. His formal voice.
He glanced at the approaching man and took his two daggers from where they hung on their belt. He handed one to Lydia, and pointed at the man, he had no idea who he was. "Kill him," he commanded.
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Post by lydia on Sept 10, 2007 16:05:44 GMT -5
Lydia smiled at the young man and took the dagger.
"My naem is Lydia," She smirked as she faced the approaching man. SHe hesitated and a tear rolled down her cheek. She dropped the dagger and ran to teh approaching man. SHe flew in teh air and kicked him to the ground.
"Thats for all the times you hurt me dad" She whispered. She lifted her leg high in the air and brought it crashing down on his stomach. He howled in pain. She bent down on one knee and grabbed his head.
"You do not deserve to live" She said as she threw him against the brick wall. She clenched her fists and punched his back numerous amounts of times. He screamed in pain. Lydia kicked him as hard as possible. His back smapped. Lydia watched as he dropped to the floor. She walked over to the dagger shinning on the floor. She made no eye contact with Rickter. She played with the dagger and spun it between her fingers. She walked slowly up to her father who was watching her from the ground. Lydia raise dthe dagger high above her head. A single tera rolled down her plae white face.
"I am sorry" With that she brought the dagger crasjhing down. She licked her lips and face Rickter.
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Post by Rickter Rossenhiem on Sept 11, 2007 12:55:26 GMT -5
Rickter had realized the man was her dad. He smiled, at least he knew she'd obey orders. He watched with pleasure as she knocked the man over and killed him. But he was slightly disappointed.
"First rule of battle," he said in a dominating voice as she looked at him. "Do not throw away your weapon until your enemy is dead, or you're strong enough to destroy your opponent," he glared at her. He would be the boss, and she would obey. Just like the rest of his and Julies clan. He grinned. "Follow me, I'll take you to the base."
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Post by lydia on Sept 11, 2007 15:08:40 GMT -5
Lydia nodded and looked back at the motionless body of her father. She blinked away faint tears adn sighed.
"He deserved it you know," She said softly. She looked back at Rickter adn sniffed. She blinked hard.
"Yes, never throw your weapon away, got it" She agreed with a rougher tone than before. She smiled slightly reminding herslef not to throw away her weapon and looked up to the night sky.
"You lead, i follow" Lydia whispered loud enough for Rickter to hear with a slight nod to the sky. She looked back at Rickter. SHe took one more look at the body and smiled to herself.
Lydia's stomach churned and rumbled. Her eyes changed almost immediatly from her icey blue to blood red. She gripped her stomach in pain and winced. Lydia looekd up at Rickter looking for an answer. Lydia opened her mouth to talk when her stomach got the better of her. She closed it once more and took short sharp breaths.
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Post by Rickter Rossenhiem on Sept 11, 2007 15:14:24 GMT -5
"You're hungry," he commented. "Drink," he motioned to her fathers body. "Then follow me, first, I need to feed," he vanished. Moments later he reappeared with a man in his arms. He had slit his throat and was drinking from the wound. He dropped the body and looked at Lydia, who seemed not to have moved.
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Post by lydia on Sept 11, 2007 15:27:17 GMT -5
Lydia looked up.
"That was quick" She whispered almost to herself. She gripped her painful stomach once more as it churned and grumbled even more than before. She looked over at her fathers body and placed the palm of her hands on the ground. SHe slowly made her way over to the dead body lying in a knot on the floor. She crawled over slowly. As she reached it, she placed her hand underneath her fathers tanned chubby neck and lifted his head slightlly. She looked back at Rickter who seemed happy. Lydia looked bakc at her father and clsoed her eyes softly. The screaming of her stomach seemd to over take her body. SHe wrenched her head forwards and bit into his tanned neck. Blood started spilling everywhere. She swallowed. As she swallowed she could feel the thickness fall down her throat. She opened her eyes and saw what she was doing. Lydia closed her eyes softly and enjoyed the taste of her victims vains. She released with more strength than before. Lydia stood up and wiped her mouth on the sleeve of the black cardigan, which was slippign off of her shoulder. Scars of various sizes were showing from her shoulder. Lydia hadnt noticed where she was scratching. She swalloed and looked at Rickter. Her eyes calming to a lighter shade of red.
"You know, i feel a strange sort of..." Lydia stared at the sky once more. She rubbed her arms and brought her shoulders high up to her ears with an evil smile upon her face.
"A strange sort of... power, running in my vains" SHe commented softly. Lydia looekd to Rickter, the smile still on her face. The black cardigan was now hanging off of her left elbow. More scars were showing. Lydia seemd to of forgotten about them.
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