Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 30, 2007 12:17:02 GMT -5
She felt like she was drowning. Like something tore out her insides and ripped it apart. Like she was buried beneath a pile of dirt and earth worms. Like every part of her were on fire. She felt it before she heard it. The growl came out of nowhere, and Buffy was surprised that it was from her. Something familiar; Sharp; Intense. Something akin to need, desire, and wanton lust. And she could see them. The colors.
They were so bright so loud. “Smells (sniffs)…………Different………….. Tastes Different……………”And that’s how she found herself here. Standing there, draped in a flowing crème gown that hung from her torsos to her feet. And she was parched in between two hulky vampires with minions lining the sides and railings. She was currently sire less and desperately hungry. Suddenly, a crack could be heard from above her. A human was just flung over the rails.
Hungry she whimpered……………….
She stretched out all of her senses and picked up tiny crickets, loose soil from the grounds, wet damp earth, and blood. A pool of flowing red nectar and it was burning down her throat. She heard a low rumbling growl emit from her own vocal cords. And she picked up her pace, scanning the earth for a hardy take-away dinner.
Some of the master’s linage were present and in observance of this new member. They gazed at her with fear, respect, awe, and acceptance. They were from his recent turnings. And they were all her’s now……………….. They were paralyzed with fear and comatosed with excitement. For she was the first slayer vamp in the history of vampires. A lethal and ominous creature, born of both darkness and light. And soon she would be a destroyer of nations, a queen……………. A dark beauty………………….
She was feeding lazily on a delivery boy when two hands snaked around her wrist. She was about to give them a proper beating when she saw “who” it was. She’d recognize him anywhere. He was one of the master’s goons. Sent down to kill her…………. And suddenly her anger turned to curiosity. What could he want with her……………?
They were so bright so loud. “Smells (sniffs)…………Different………….. Tastes Different……………”And that’s how she found herself here. Standing there, draped in a flowing crème gown that hung from her torsos to her feet. And she was parched in between two hulky vampires with minions lining the sides and railings. She was currently sire less and desperately hungry. Suddenly, a crack could be heard from above her. A human was just flung over the rails.
Hungry she whimpered……………….
She stretched out all of her senses and picked up tiny crickets, loose soil from the grounds, wet damp earth, and blood. A pool of flowing red nectar and it was burning down her throat. She heard a low rumbling growl emit from her own vocal cords. And she picked up her pace, scanning the earth for a hardy take-away dinner.
Some of the master’s linage were present and in observance of this new member. They gazed at her with fear, respect, awe, and acceptance. They were from his recent turnings. And they were all her’s now……………….. They were paralyzed with fear and comatosed with excitement. For she was the first slayer vamp in the history of vampires. A lethal and ominous creature, born of both darkness and light. And soon she would be a destroyer of nations, a queen……………. A dark beauty………………….
She was feeding lazily on a delivery boy when two hands snaked around her wrist. She was about to give them a proper beating when she saw “who” it was. She’d recognize him anywhere. He was one of the master’s goons. Sent down to kill her…………. And suddenly her anger turned to curiosity. What could he want with her……………?