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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,063
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter Two
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A gaze from a vampire could leave you breatheless and not always from fear. When you were turned into a vampire you were turned into perfection. No flaw with how you move or the way you looked. But their perfection doesnt seem like something that would make you fearful about them, no its when a vampire eats that its most fearful. They eat like animals not just one bite like they show in those old horror movies, no they tears apart their prey, drinking all the blood.
Their flawlessness is the reason why Damien looked away from the vampire after he had looked up at him. If you stared at a vampire for a long enough time you could go into a trance, and Damien didnt want that happening now. He glanced back when he heard the other vampires scrambling around, and soon enough he was pretty much surrounded by them.
Damien jumped to his feet, keeping his breathing steady as he looked from one perfect face to another. Their red eyes seeming to glow in the darkness. None of them spoke for awhile, which made Damien more nervous. Since he wasnt sure if they were going to surprise attack him or just keep staring at him.
When they did speak, Damien couldnt help but jump slightly and then turned to the one that was speaking.
"Well look who we have here James..." one said, when Damien looked at him he had a smirk on his face and was looking over Damiens body. He had platinum colored hair and his eyes, glowing red, were looking at Damien as if he were a mouse in a trap which Damien knew he was but he didn’t like the other looking at him like it.
Damien looked at the ground.
"Hn….” answered another that was standing a few people down from the other. It was the one that Damien had ran into and had caught him. He had slightly pale features, and violet eyes. His hair was a dark brown and long enough that it had to be held back n a ponytail. He was wearing some tight black jeans that hugged to his legs and a tight plain black shirt that was covered by a violet dress shirt that was buttoned up halfway.
One thing Damien noticed was that his eyes weren’t staring at him in hunger like the others, he was just staring at his face, more lost in thought then anything else.
“What should we do with him…” a bald vampire said that was standing next to the one called James. It seeme dlike James was the one they were listening to so Damien looked up at him quickly, making sure not to look him directly in the eyes.
“We’ll take him back to base…Andrew…” He turned and then the vampire that had spoke to James earlier grabbed Damien and pinched something at the back of his neck that made everything go black, and Damien lost conciousness.
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“Me lord…we seem to have found him…”
“Good…bring him to my bed chambers….”
“Yes, me lord…”
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Damien groaned as he sat up. His whole body was sore and it felt as if he was hit over and over again with a sludge hammer. He kept his eyes closed for a few minutes as he massaged his sore muscles and joints and then opened them. A small flicker of confusion shooting through them as he looked around the unfamiliar room that he was in. The walls were of stone and there were candles everywhere, giving off the scent of vanilla and cherries.
It was a familiar scent but Damien pushed that away as he continued to look around the room.
He was currently sitting on a four poster bed with black and red bedding. Almost like a kings or something and felt very comfortable to sleep on. Other then the bed and the few tables with candles on them the room was pretty bare. There was a door just left from the bed and carpet that led from the door to the bed. Not really homey but seemed okay.
The bed surprised Damien though since he thought the mythes were true about vampires sleeping in coffins or something.
Damien glanced around again and stretched catlike almost. Remembering the night before and started to wodner if Corey mae it back to the hide out and started to bite his lip, hoping again that he had the right mind to run when Damien had told him to do so.
Damien was taken from his thoughts when the door behind him had opened. he turned quickly, freezing when he recognised the person that entered. It was like looking in the mirror, only his reflection was perfection.
"Damien...surprise isnt it?" his reflection spoke and small smirk tugging at his lips.
"Dimitri..." Damien hissed as he spoke his twins name. His hatred for the vampire evident in his voice.
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BUM BUM BUMMMMMMMMMMMM
cliffhanger
aaaaaaaaaah
RxR PLEASE!!!
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[DANCES AROUND AND AROUND AND AROUND]
AND SO THE STORY CONTINUES.
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C a p t u r e d
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A gaze from a vampire could leave you breatheless and not always from fear. When you were turned into a vampire you were turned into perfection. No flaw with how you move or the way you looked. But their perfection doesnt seem like something that would make you fearful about them, no its when a vampire eats that its most fearful. They eat like animals not just one bite like they show in those old horror movies, no they tears apart their prey, drinking all the blood.
Their flawlessness is the reason why Damien looked away from the vampire after he had looked up at him. If you stared at a vampire for a long enough time you could go into a trance, and Damien didnt want that happening now. He glanced back when he heard the other vampires scrambling around, and soon enough he was pretty much surrounded by them.
Damien jumped to his feet, keeping his breathing steady as he looked from one perfect face to another. Their red eyes seeming to glow in the darkness. None of them spoke for awhile, which made Damien more nervous. Since he wasnt sure if they were going to surprise attack him or just keep staring at him.
When they did speak, Damien couldnt help but jump slightly and then turned to the one that was speaking.
"Well look who we have here James..." one said, when Damien looked at him he had a smirk on his face and was looking over Damiens body. He had platinum colored hair and his eyes, glowing red, were looking at Damien as if he were a mouse in a trap which Damien knew he was but he didn’t like the other looking at him like it.
Damien looked at the ground.
"Hn….” answered another that was standing a few people down from the other. It was the one that Damien had ran into and had caught him. He had slightly pale features, and violet eyes. His hair was a dark brown and long enough that it had to be held back n a ponytail. He was wearing some tight black jeans that hugged to his legs and a tight plain black shirt that was covered by a violet dress shirt that was buttoned up halfway.
One thing Damien noticed was that his eyes weren’t staring at him in hunger like the others, he was just staring at his face, more lost in thought then anything else.
“What should we do with him…” a bald vampire said that was standing next to the one called James. It seeme dlike James was the one they were listening to so Damien looked up at him quickly, making sure not to look him directly in the eyes.
“We’ll take him back to base…Andrew…” He turned and then the vampire that had spoke to James earlier grabbed Damien and pinched something at the back of his neck that made everything go black, and Damien lost conciousness.
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“Me lord…we seem to have found him…”
“Good…bring him to my bed chambers….”
“Yes, me lord…”
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Damien groaned as he sat up. His whole body was sore and it felt as if he was hit over and over again with a sludge hammer. He kept his eyes closed for a few minutes as he massaged his sore muscles and joints and then opened them. A small flicker of confusion shooting through them as he looked around the unfamiliar room that he was in. The walls were of stone and there were candles everywhere, giving off the scent of vanilla and cherries.
It was a familiar scent but Damien pushed that away as he continued to look around the room.
He was currently sitting on a four poster bed with black and red bedding. Almost like a kings or something and felt very comfortable to sleep on. Other then the bed and the few tables with candles on them the room was pretty bare. There was a door just left from the bed and carpet that led from the door to the bed. Not really homey but seemed okay.
The bed surprised Damien though since he thought the mythes were true about vampires sleeping in coffins or something.
Damien glanced around again and stretched catlike almost. Remembering the night before and started to wodner if Corey mae it back to the hide out and started to bite his lip, hoping again that he had the right mind to run when Damien had told him to do so.
Damien was taken from his thoughts when the door behind him had opened. he turned quickly, freezing when he recognised the person that entered. It was like looking in the mirror, only his reflection was perfection.
"Damien...surprise isnt it?" his reflection spoke and small smirk tugging at his lips.
"Dimitri..." Damien hissed as he spoke his twins name. His hatred for the vampire evident in his voice.
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BUM BUM BUMMMMMMMMMMMM
cliffhanger
aaaaaaaaaah
RxR PLEASE!!!
:]