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In a large, lavish hotel room somewhere in the city, a woman stood in front of a mirror, fixing her makeup. Beyond her field of vision and oblivious to her, was a creature from another plane. It inspecked her features closely with all six of its eyes, tracing the curves with its elongated fingers. Eventually, after brushing its long flowing hair of flame back over its shoulder, it seemed satisfied with the inspection.
"You'll do nicely." A feminine voice echoed through the room, across dimensions.
The blonde paused, slowly removing the tube of lipstick from her face as something in the corner of her vision begam materialising. Her gaze shifted over to focus on this creature.
Ice cold fear gripped the woman as her imagination went wandering, quickly drawing the conclusion that this creature was in fact a demon. Her hand shook and the lipstick slid out, dropping to the ground as she opened her mouth to scream. Instead, this demon raised its unatually long fingered hand and clutched the air in front of her face tightly.
The fear that engulfed her was instantly quelled and without realising, she took a step towards the demon.
"What are you?" She asked in surprise. She would have been afraid of not having fear, yet that emotion wasn't there anymore.
"Your greatest desire, right now." It spoke, or responded. She wasn't sure if she was being answered or ignored. The woman would get the distinct feeling it was smiling at her, despite her inability to truely comprehend every aspect of its form. "Your voice is pleasant to listen to. I would like to have it. So tell me, your greatest desire."
The creature now began to take on a female form, at least, what she could make out to be. Its other hand not clenched in a fist reached out to her face, running the backs of its fingers down her cheek and neck. She couldn't feel it, but had the distinct feeling she should. Not only that, but that she ... Read Comments (12) |
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Dhana had spent most of the day working on the problem that she was required to kill someone. As a pacifist by nature, and always more the victim, it was not something she was overly impressed with. However, last night she had been turned into a vampire by her lover, Eseen, and now the vampire hunter known as the slayer was convinced she'd go insane if she didn't kill.
She didn't think she'd go insane, and the ability to think more like a hunter hadnt kicked in yet either, something that frustrated her. What if Mr. Vampire Hunter was wrong? What if only humans turned vampire needed to kill within 48 hours of being turned? What if her species didn't need this? Though, she had had the time to realise that her own species was very capable of death and would most likely need less than the 48 hour limit to kill before going insane.
The blood lust which was supposed to have come hadn't kicked in either. Yes, hunger had, but she had eaten normal food after she had been banned (luckily) from any blood product prior to killing. The hunger had gone away, though it hadn't been long before it returned.
She had spent the last 10 hours researching, crying and arguing with Eseen. Eseen didn't want to see her get killed, she didn't want to kill and the research was inconclusive. In the end, Eseen had won. Dhana would go and kill. Yes, the kill was an evil person, but it didn't seem to matter to Dhana. People could change, she didn't want to be the reason this one didn't get a second chance.
But, Eseen and David had won. She was here to do what she was not planning on forgiving herself for, all in the name of making someone else happy. So here she was, with Eseen next to her and her hand device on and active, waiting for her target, who just so happened ot show up shortly after she did.
She did look innocent, and vulnerable as she approached the target, a look of sorrow in her eyes. And then the hand device flared up and she raised her hand hi ... Read Comments (19) |
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Name: Dhana Age: 16 Sex: Female Race: Eyes: Red Hair: White Height: Weight: Overall Appearance: Looks rather skinny, pale skin, originally had green eyes Personality: Naive
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