Untitled as yet16:47 Feb 08 2005
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Pulsing.Frantic movements.Fear.
Just another night at the VEX, the music granting the old gothic building with a pulse, each beat stirring all the sense's to a higher alertness and perception.
The dancing although sometimes executed quite intensely and almost with a hypnotic quality pulled off by few, other times.............well there were other times.
And fear oh the luscious sweet taste of fear from a few of the inhabitants of the VEX, fear of rejection, fear for their a loved one as they danced away from their partners drawing a look too long at their writhing forms from people who could be challengers for their partners affections.
To Selena this fear was like a small piece of chocolate that melted on her tongue before she consumed the rest of it savouring each bite, the VEX was Selena's home away from home and also useful to lure male's and female's to their end as they bared their neck's almost imploringly as she drained them of their sweet life filled blood.
Selena was a familiar face in the VEX, all the staff knew of her and although none of them knew her or feared her ("If only they knew" she thought to herself idly) they respected her out of familiarity and acceptence that is only found between those shunned and misunderstood by "normal" society.
Selena glanced at the barmaids admiring how their bodies curved in all the right places
"no"
she thought to herself, tonight she sensed a presence like herself and she was intrigued and yet determined to find this presence that had filled her dreams with taunting and mystery.
She walked gracefully through the crowd, they didn't notice Selena glide past them like a winter breeze that roll's through a cemetary at night, which suited her when didn't want to be noticed or seen other times you wouldn't know she was there until two shards of ice pierced your throat and bled you dry.
As Selena passed her reflection caught her eye in the full length mirror that was nailed to the wall next to the V.I.P lounge.
Her hair was ruby red and tied back into a vicious looking unforgiving yet seductive braid that rested at the base of her spine, her face was almond shaped and over her jade green eyes she wore wraparound sunglasse's that hid her exotic eyes excellently, installing a little bit more fear into her victims.her lips were full and shaped like a cuoids bow that made for a killer smile, her body was thin but not weak it was quite subtly muscular a hidden power that lay beneath her marble white skin.
What she wore also eccenuated her the finer points of her body.
Selena wore a black boob tube top which revealed her ample cleavage and had a silver spiderweb design on the front and back.Her flat toned midriff was bare down to her full curved femine hips to which clung an ankle length blood red skirt which barely covered her feet which were encased in a pair of new rocks which were jet black with the club lights dancing over the silver metal which adorned the leather quite elegantly.
Selena shook her head mockingly at herself but smiled nonetheless.Suddenly, her sense's flared up, alerting her to the presence that had drawn her in to the VEX was now close almost right behind her.
Selena turned quickly, almost too quickly for someone trying to pass as human, whch given her unique position may have aroused suspiscion but now such caution was thrown aside in search of this presence.
Her perfect eyesight caught a figure with thier shoulders covered in a black leather duster leave through the main entrance.
In pursuit Selena exited the VEX , out into the chilled night air but it didn't chill her, the cold was a small caress on her pale smooth skin, Selena used her sense's to taste and smell the night air to track the path taken by the stranger before her, thirty minutes later Selena came to a secluded, abandoned, decrepid graveyard the headstones and monuments were old and decayed and shone eerily gray as the bright full moonlight played upon their rough cold surface.
A large Celtic cross dominated the centre of the graveyard and leaning against it it idly was was a figure medium in height but emanated an aura of power that belied his stature.
He watched Seleana enter the graveyard and suddenly his long sharp canines began to tingle as if remembering her sweet taste all those years ago.
Selena, walking as quiet as death, turned and saw a figure leaning against a Celtic cross thatwas the centrepiece of the whole expansive graveyard.
As Selena stealthly approached she noticed that her neck began to tingle but what was odd was that it was the exact place many years ago she had been bitten, this sensation was unsettling yet oddly it comforted her at the same time
As she approached she looked at this stranger through wary eye's keeping her guard up just in case, the figure was male an he was 5' 9" and had jet black hair which was styled into skull braids that clung to his head tightly and gave him an air of intelligence and grace.His face was was well defined, almost chiseled yet there was a ruggedness to it as well, his skin set against the blackness of his clothe's looked like a light copper almost a tan but Selena knew such a thing was not possible.
His clothes were worn yet fitted him excellently sligtly showing a bulge or two of his muscle's, a black leather duster covered his broad shoulders and beneath it he wore a black t-shirt with a red skull emblazoned across the chest that could be glimpsed when he moved, his pant's were also black but denim and were baggy from the knee down and on his feet he wore a pair of new rock's also but unlike her own no silver was present on the harsh black leather.
"Ah my my ruby red rose, you know I can still taste you and hear your meek whimpers as I drained you savouring every single drop."
As he finished talking he licked his fangs at Selena and then turned and jumped onto a nearby crypt and perched himself on the edge staring down at her and then pulled a pack of cigarette's out of his pocket and slowly lit up all the while never taking his eye's off Selena.
Selena stared up at him into his sunglasse's which reminded her of Agent Smith from the Matrix, but only her reflection stared back her almost in a ghostly fashion.
"You lie"
Selena Sneered at him but her voice betrayed her letting the uncertaintity and doubt show through.
("Could be the one who turned me?" Selena thought in disbelif to herself)
Selena looked at this stranger through her sunglasse's and in a firm threatening angry voice she said to him,
"Before I tear you to pieces and use your heart as a sponge, tell me, if you speak the truth why did you turn me and who are you?"
Her eye's behind her glasse's turned a deeper shade of green as hate and rage filled her heart at this stranger who had drawn her to him but also just underneath was a mild curiosity.
He looked at her directly, not the slightest disturbed by her threat and flicked away the butt of his cigarette which spiralled through the air and landed by a skeleton of a dead tree, after looking to see where his cigarette butt landed he looked back at Selena and bowed to her theatrically almost mockingly his left leg placed in front of himself and with his right hand placed on his stomach and his left hand high above his head with his body slightly bent forward.
“I fair lady am Michael and I remember you like yesterday.”
As Michael began to explain his voice took on a softer, less mocking tone as if recalling a treasured memory rarely shared with anyone.
“You were out on a cold winter’s Saturday night with friends and although you were surrounded with company you still felt alone which first got my interest in you yet I sensed much more so I followed you from a distance and when all of you entered the VEX I followed more closely as my curiosity grew. After a while your drink was spiked and you couldn’t find your friends so lost and disorientated you left on your own and collapsed in an alley trying to get home.
Normally I wouldn’t take such an easy meal but I could sense in you a rage that was endless and depthless that begged to be released so I gave you a way to release your hurt and anger and also so you could enjoy the hunt and the kill such as I have for the past eight decades, I sensed a kindred spirit in you and I wanted to see how you would use your new gifts. Do you not remember waking with bruise’s on your arms? That was where I held you as I turned you into a creature born to stalk and hunt and savour the kill of the innocent.”
As Michael asked he cocked his head quizzically at her in curiosity,
“Even now you can still feel where I sank my fangs into your tender neck.”
Selena’s mouth opened in surprise and realisation he spoke the truth, she could feel herself begin to nod slowly and subconsciously her hand arose to feel the place on her where on that first night of her new life she felt a wet trail and as she had stared at her hand it was covered in slightly congealed blood.
“Bu…..but why me?”
Selena stammered in shock as a flashback of that fateful night struck her like a mental freight train, in her mind she was back in that alley lying in the repulsively smelling dirt as a masculine figure entered her distorted view and aggressively reached for her shoulders pinning her to the floor Selena had in a moment of uncontrollable rage had seized his thick wrist’s and snapped them as if they were twigs, when her would be attacker screamed in pain, surprise and fear as he looked at his useless hands.
Selena felt a roaring hunger pass through her entire body and on sheer instinct grabbed his filthy greasy hair and pulled his head back to reveal his bare neck and like an like an eagle diving for the kill she plunged toward his neck baring her new pristine white fangs into his neck and fed greedily on his bitter tasting blood but to her it was like liquid gold in her mouth as it ran down her dry throat.
Selena came back came back to reality with a jolt and felt quite dazed with a small amount of confusion, she gently lowered herself to the cold soft ground that lay beneath her and thought of that night and all this new information that swirled around in her head like a tornado,
“You sensed all that just in me?”
Selena asked with a small amount of pride in her voice as well as surprise she had never thought she had been turned for such a reason.
Michael jumped off hi seat atop the crypt but before his feet even touched the ground he was seated next to her quite comfortably lighting another cigarette.
“Well a few reason’s really.”
He said offhandedly looking her up and down like an art critic quietly admiring a masterpiece.
“When I watched you that night I knew instinctively all your natural life you had been a victim, walked all over and unappreciated and that smelled like sweet perfume to me, you have smelled this helplessness and loss in your own victims have you not?”
Michael was pleased to see Selena nod with a twinge of an evil smile playing at the edge of her luscious lips, remembering her own pleasure that such fear and loss had tasted to her before she drained her victims.
Michael continued with pride and pleasure in his voice.
“After you drink was spiked you brushed past me and I got a picture, the clearest I’ve ever had in my head, and I’d never felt someone with so much rage and hatred in them as you did that night. The small rational part of you that still functioned in your drugged state screamed with bottomless anger and hurt willing, no, begging to be let out which appealed to me greatly so I turned you and watched with pride as you made your first kill.
Then I left you to grow accustomed to your new skills and I watched you from afar and admired at what I saw you do now you are perfect and now I want to show you more of this wonderful dark world.”
Selena stood up and looked down at Michael and realised he was right, that very night she had made a vow to herself to NEVER to be a victim as she stared at her attacker’s bloodied corpse and till this day till the end of time she would honour that vow made to herself.
Michael was also right about Selena developing her gifts on her own to forge her own distinctive style of feeding and hunting her prey free from any outside interference and thus Selena had sculpted herself into a perfect hunter and each kill was worth savouring.
“So, what now?”
Selena asked Michael with a small challenge in her voice with childish curiosity.
Michael flicked his cigarette butt in the same direction as his last one and stood up as
well but was instantly behind her and began to whisper in her ear , his voice was like silk and where his cold breath touched her skin it sent shivers down her spine like nothing ever had before.
“Now we will bleed this world dry and I will show you much MUCH more than you’ve already seen as a Queen by my side.”
Michael’s canines ached insanely and he could no longer resist the urge that threatened to overwhelm him. He opened his mouth gently and moonlight reflected off his razor sharp white teeth as he lowered his head to Selena’s neck inserting his fangs into the exact place thirty five years before he had bitten her although now her blood tasted sweeter and fuller because of what she was and had become.
Selena gasped in shock which quickly turned into pleasure and she reached up with her right hand and placed it on the back of his head pushing gently urging him to bite deeper and harder.
Whilst this was happening, Michael’s last cigarette butt had slowly set the tree’s skeleton on fire casting a hellish orange glow over their form as one deadly entity locked in a switchblade kiss filled with lust, power and a love only two dark creatures such as themselves could savor.
Had anyone seen this sight they would have fled in terror and carved into their memory’s and dreams forever would be a burning tree with a form in front that would fill them with despair and terror and loss.
“Yessssss”
Selena moaned to Michael, then turned to him and leaned forward as he did also to share a long passionate hungry kiss washing each other’s loneliness away forever, they parted slowly after a short while and they both licked Selena’s blood off their mouth’s both enjoying the sweetness of it.
Selena linked arms with her sire wordlessly agreeing to go with him down this path he had offered her and started to walk
“What was the other reason?”
Selena asked coyly asked knowing full well from the kiss what the answer was, Micheal stopped and stared at her deep into her shaded eye’s
“That my dear is another story which I will show you later”
“Show?” she asked in mock surprise and slight giddiness
As the night reclaimed her children all that could be heard was a laughter that chilled the blood as they walked off together.
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