Take out to Die For

Takeout to Die For

Los Angeles, a city where drugs, death, mayhem, prostitution, arson, rape, and corruption run rampant; many would give their very souls to leave this place of chaos and never return. However it is in these dark streets where the asphalt is washed only by the tears of the innocent, that a dark figure looks upon the chaos and smiles.

He is home.

At least it is now the figure thought to himself, where else but LA could an immortal be so blatantly obvious in his feeding, and have no one care? His lips split into a wide grin showing pearly white teeth and long sharp canines fit better in the mouth of a wolf than that of a man. He watched the bustling street below from the rooftop of a dingy Chinese takeout place. The polluted rain which fell around him hid his form from the pedestrians beneath him.

Slowly, the specter leaned over the edge of the building to regard the crowded streets, exposing himself to the dim light cast by the streetlamps. Had any passersby thought to do so they could have glanced up and gazed upon their watcher. The phantom was taller than most men, a black trench coat with scarlet inner lining billowing behind him along with his long black hair, his powerful yet lean build covered by a black silk shirt and trousers, his skin not quite pale, but definitely lacking a lively colour.

However his most distinguishing features made his otherwise peculiar appearance seem natural. Eyes that once were blue now were the darkest black, the irises a burning scarlet, years of carnage and slaughter staining them with a furious gleam.

Kael Evermourne had been feeding in the streets of LA for nearly a decade; his taste for young beautiful women made California the perfect hunting ground. He spread out his feeding throughout the State, so as not to arouse too much suspicion, however he tended to linger whenever he passed through the city of angels.

It was the girls that always made him hesitate to leave, despite the fact that he knew feeding for too long would attract unwanted attention. The women in Southern California had to be the most beautiful he had ever seen (and considering just how long Kael had lived that was saying something); and he could have any one he wanted.

The clubs were always packed with tanned, slender blondes, sensually exotic Hispanic girls, innocent oriental schoolgirls, every type of woman you could dream of was there, ripe for the reaping. All he needed to do was reach out and pluck them from the street, and he could do whatever he wished.

He remained atop the roof for nearly an hour before finally spotting this night’s prey. She came out, ironically enough, from the very Chinese takeout place that he currently rested upon. She was absolutely gorgeous, her figure was slender, but well proportioned, her hair cascaded around her head in long raven waves, from his vantage point Kael only caught a short glimpse of her face as she turned to say something to someone still in the restaurant, however even in that second Kael was able to pick out her hazel brown eyes, her cute button nose, and her thin yet luscious lips.

How did she get in without me noticing her before? The vampire pondered, before he noticed the girl’s attire. She wore a white-buttoned shirt spotted with bits of food and sauces, and a gray sweater wrapped around her waist did not quite conceal a short black skirt-apron. She must have been a waitress with a long shift, clocking in before sunset, before Kael took up his vigil over the street.

She smiled, a sweet dazzling smile, as she looked at the unknown person inside the building, before turning away and walking down the sidewalk, her stride magnificent, her every movement elegant and graceful, yet still youthful and energetic. She couldn’t have been more than nineteen, he mused, as he followed her progress down the street, stealthily leaping from rooftop to rooftop.

Eventually she stopped at a bus stop about six blocks away from the restaurant. She has her schedule planned perfectly Kael thought as a city bus rounded the corner seconds after she stopped walking. The girl waited until the bus came to a complete stop before stepping up to get in, the doors opened and she smiled at the driver, she laid her left hand on the railings to steady herself going up the steps.

Kael struck. Flying down from the building nearest the bus, his superhuman speed and strength allowing him to attack with the precision and haste of a raptor picking off a mouse. Between one breath and the next the girl was gone. The bus driver shut off the engine to his transport and stepped down off the vehicle, sweeping his gaze left to right. The middle aged Filipino man scratched his head, obviously perturbed, as Kael looked down on him in amusement, his quarry unconscious in his arms.

Finally the man turned back to his bus and got on, casting one last glance down the street, as if half expecting the girl to appear out of thin air. Kael watched through the windows as he sat back down and grabbed the small microphone near the steering wheel. “Sorry about that folks” Kael heard even from his position “We’ll be heading along now, next stop Thirty-fourth Street.”

The bus doors squeaked closed as the metal monstrosity rolled down the road. Kael watched it go, in no rush to get back to his sanctuary since sunrise was not for another few hours. The slender figure in his arms almost too enticing as he moved a few errant strands of hair out of her face.

The imposing shadow of a man slung the slight girl over one shoulder and burst into a dead run, his legs swift enough to rival a bullet as he flew through the night, heading towards his daylight haven, only a few miles from the bus stop.

A few years ago Kael had used the considerable funds he had accrued over the many centuries to acquire a deactivated insane asylum. His little stronghold whenever he was in LA, looked innocent enough from the outside, however over the past few years Kael had… redecorated… and the interior of the building was now fully equipped for all of a sadistic vampire’s needs.

He made the final leap to the top of the asylum and nearly broke the rooftop door off its hinges in his haste. The ancient vampire chose a vacant room and laid the girl down on the padded floor, before retrieving a syringe from his coat pocket and driving it into the flesh on the girl’s upper arm. She started slightly in her stupor and her eyes flew open briefly before Kael’s special cocktail of drugs took their effect and slowly they shut once more.

Kael pulled the needle out of her arm, fretting slightly at the little mark left on her perfect skin. The immortal stood and walked out of the padded room, making sure to lock the door behind him as he strode to his chambers (what was once the warden’s office) to get himself a pre show drink.
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Kimberly woke up in a dimly lit room, confused and incredibly weak, she attempted to stand up but could only manage to support herself on her hands and knees. The young girl tried to organize her thoughts, she remembered being at work at Grandpa’s restaurant, it had been a long day and she had got off around… Ten? Eleven maybe? She had shouted her goodbye to Grandpa on her way out and said she would see him at home, she had gone to the bus stop and then…

She shook her head as she tried to remember anything after that but couldn’t quite come up with anything more. Her eyes slowly began to adapt to the light and she was able to take a decent look at her surroundings. Her eyes widened in further shock and bewilderment as she took in the padded walls, and the cushioned door.

Frightened beyond belief, she crawled towards the door, and pounded her delicate fists against the padding repeatedly. The slight girl summoned up her strength and screamed as loud as she could, the sound itself piercingly high yet still too weak to be heard from outside.

“Let me out!” she demanded albeit not knowing from whom, “Lemme outta here! Somebody! Help!” She continued screaming at the top of her lungs for what seemed like hours, until her throat became so hoarse that she was just whispering her pleas against the heavy door.
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Kael watched it all from his chambers, the feed coming from a minute camera in Kimberly’s cell allowing him to watch her break down into hysterics and curl up into a fragile ball, her gorgeous body shaking with sobs, her voice broken but still audible from the screen. He raised a glass of scarlet liquid to his lips before reaching over to the wall and switching off the power to the Asian girl’s room, plunging her into darkness. He noted with some satisfaction the shriek of terror that arose from the monitor before trudging down the hall towards his prey.

The vampire didn’t even break stride as he unlatched the security door and stepped into the dark room, his imposing frame made all the more terrifying as the fluorescent glow from the hall outlined his physique.

She sat, propped up against the far wall, staring at her captor, her hazel eyes wide with absolute dread. Tearstains made her angelic face glisten and sparkle, as she held herself, her arms wrapped around her body in a childlike gesture of self-comfort. She couldn’t have been more beautiful in his eyes…

He stepped forward, reaching out as he did, she raised one arm out in a futile act of defiance, and protection, however his longer arms allowed him to grasp her throat and raise her up with ease.

“You belong to me now little angel, do you understand?” he grinned a wicked grin as she tried and failed to struggle against his superior might. When she failed to answer he squeezed her throat ever so slightly, savoring the feel of her flesh, her warm blood pulsing through her neck.

“Do. You. Understand?” He asked again emphasizing the question by gently increasing the pressure of his grasp. He smiled once more as she gave up her efforts and nodded frantically, her hands clutching his, trying to pry them away from her throat.

“Good girl,” he said, allowing her to drop to the floor. He looked down at her as she wept, her slender body quivering with each sob that escaped her. It was all Kael could o not to take her right there, so transfixed was he by her beauty. “Now I’d like you to say it.” He said, savoring her suffering. “Tell me who you belong to.”

Kim looked up to meet his gaze, her eyes begging him to end this, to take pity on her, however he met her with a stony yet sadistically blissful glare. She let her head drop, staring at the floor and spoke “I-I belong to you”

Kael’s face twisted into a mockery of his normal attractive visage, as he bellowed, “Look at me when you say it girl!” he swooped down on her, his face thrust in front of hers, his eyes capturing hers as his hands flew to her temples, squeezing her head slowly, agonizingly.

She screamed at the top of her voice as he applied more and more pressure, his eyes boiled with rage as she tried to break away. “I belong to you! I belong to you! Ahhhh! Please stop!” she didn’t even notice as she struck the floor, so relieved was she once he released her.

“Good little angel, you understand now, if you disobey me you will be punished.” He grabbed her right wrist and pulled her to her feet, “Tell me your name.” He commanded, grasping her hair painfully, forcing her to hold her head at an awkward angle.

“K-Kimberly” she responded her voice wracked with pain and desperation. “Kimberly Lee” he shoved her away from him, her knees going out from under her, sending her to the floor again. “Please,” she began “Please let me go, I can pay you, I-“

Her captor let out a low laugh, an almost melodious sound twisted by the disdain and cruelty behind it, before rounding on the petite girl, “Pay me! You insult me little angel!” he threw her down onto the cushioned floor, “I wouldn’t trade your presence for all the gold in the world!”

The slight girl looked up at her tormentor “What are you going to do to me?” she asked, her voice soft and wary.

Kael didn’t see the point in lying to his prey, they couldn’t do anything to stop him, and he happened to enjoy it when they fought for their lives. “I’m going to torture you for the remainder of the night, before killing you in a most brutal fashion.”

The vampire reveled in his own game as the girls expression changed from one of steady dread, to one of outright terror. Nothing got their blood riled up like knowing that they were about to die.

She screamed and tried to rush past Kael, however in her weakened state the best she could do was take two steps forward before her legs gave out, still she tried to get away dragging herself forward on her elbows. Kael allowed her to advance within a few inches of the open door, before grapping her ankle and dragging her back, savoring the crushed whimper that escaped her as her nails tore through the padded floor.

Kael flipped her over onto her back, her hands flying up in a flurry of futile slaps, he caught and held both of her hands in one of his own and laughed down at her defenseless form. He placed one knee, heavy enough to keep her in place yet light enough not to bruise her ivory flesh, on her ribcage.

He laughed maliciously as she struggled against him, her screams driving him to new heights of exhilaration, his free hand moved to caress her cheek, the nail on his index finger seemed to lengthen rapidly as his hand made his way down to her throat, gently holding her neck before moving, torturously slowly, lower.

By the time he reached the first button, his nail had turned into a wickedly sharp claw; the dark master paused to behold her countenance as he severed the first fastening. Her screams redoubled as she understood exactly where this line of torture was heading; however against Kael’s unholy might she could do nothing.

Pausing before each one, Kael severed the rest of the buttons on her white work shirt, revealing porcelain skin and a red lace bra. Shredding her sleeves and shoulders he divested her of her shirt completely, before swiftly cutting the center of her bra. He flicked his clawed finger to each side and the two cups fell away from her body, revealing her fair skinned chest.
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Kimberly cried, it seemed against this monster that all she could do was cry, she had tried to fight, but she was so weak that nothing she did fazed her tormentor. She wanted her Grandpa; he had always protected her against bullies from school, or thugs in the street. Her parents had died in a car crash when she was just a baby, and from then on Grandpa had been her family.

God how she wished that she had let him teach her how to fight, how to meditate, she swore if she survived she would ask him to teach her every martial art he knew, she would never talk back again, and she would go to church every day, not just Sundays.

Despite these pleas, and prayers, she could still do nothing to save herself from her dire situation, her captor was just too powerful, and perhaps God didn’t have any control over him. So she cried.
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Kael was almost drooling at the sight before him, a half naked goddess, squirming in his grasp, weeping at his power, it took every ounce of control in his body not to end the games and take her in every way right there. However he knew he would hate himself later if he gave into his urges.

His claw snapped the waistband of her black skirt-apron, and traveled down, slicing the fabric neatly in two before reverting to its normal shape. Using his now human hands, he parted the torn garment, sliding the back of his hand across her smooth thighs as he did so. He noticed with some glee that her panties were made of red lace as well. Kimberly fought as hard as she could, screaming all the while, however she could not stop him as he placed his palm on her center, slowly clutching her last remaining scrap of clothing and pulled away, the weak fabric snapping against her body.

As Kimberly continued to sob Kael smiled down at her, his lust for this porcelain princess overpowering. With his one free hand he studied her body, savoring the feel of her soft, smooth flesh against his. The vampire then twisted her arm, throwing her onto her stomach as she reflexively moved to relieve the pressure on her wrenched limb. From his coat he produced a set of handcuffs, which he quickly slapped onto her tiny wrists.

Seizing her shoulders, Kael lifted her and turned her onto her back once more, he shifted so that his knee was in between her legs forcing them apart in the process. He grinned down at her widening eyes as he himself disrobed, his coat going first, followed shortly by his shirt and pants.

Her face wrought with panic, she tried to kick and buck, desperate to gain some leverage against him, but her efforts proved to be a dire mistake as he caught one of her ankles in midair and pulled it away from it’s mate, exposing her to him completely. He maneuvered himself so that he was in between her legs, and smiled wickedly as she began shaking her head, begging him through her tears to stop.

Still holding her wrists in one hand he grasped her waist painfully hard with the other, using his raw power to lift her lower body up, tilting her core upward, allowing him easier access to her body. Slowly he directed himself towards her, his expression exhilarated as the fight left her and she instead tried to writhe and squirm away from him, the movements of her slender body only further adding to his excitement.

He placed himself at her center, the very tip touching the entrance to her body, the warmth of her living blood enticing against his cold undead flesh. Kael stroked her cheek once with the back of his hand before slowly proceeding into her. The girl’s squirms stopped almost immediately, the captive girl shocked into a near rigid state, her only movements being ragged breaths taken in between the whimpers of pain.

Kael continued pressing himself into her, every slow inch torturous, his desire to away with the games and simply have at her nearly unbearable. He reveled as he felt her soft flesh part for him, her center remained almost completely dry, however her body’s innate reaction to his invasion was to try to relieve her pain with natural oils, allowing him a smoother path deeper into her body.

Finally his entirety was inside her, the girl’s wailing reached its peak as he began to draw out once more, the not quite slick flesh rubbing roughly, excruciatingly, as he pulled away from her. Her body arched as upward involuntarily, her spasming only causing her more pain as her shaking caused more and more friction. The master vampire looked down and let out a terrible shadowy laugh as he saw his length glossy with scarlet. Thrilled at this latest discovery, Kael began his attentions in earnest, forcing himself inside her and retracting at a steady pace.

Kimberly’s young body convulsed and twitched in pain beneath him, her strength had almost completely left her once he had thrust himself upon her. Her tears redoubled at the loss of her virginity, a part of her had died the moment he had entered her. A dark part of her mind simply wanted him to kill her then and there, but she knew he wouldn’t make it that easy for her.

She lost track of time as the pain overwhelmed her, she couldn’t tell how long he had used her before finally thrusting himself deep inside her body; his spilled seed felt warm against her tender flesh. He nonchalantly withdrew himself from her and stood, half glowering half grinning down at his prey, his handsome face a mockery of mortal beauty as he reveled in his victims torment. He allowed her to roll onto her side and curl into a ball; he listened to her whimper with some satisfaction as he strode over to his clothes.

Never once looking behind him the vampire put his clothes back on, his normally reserved features now smug, the aftermath of release not as powerful to him as it had been when he was human, yet still enough to bring a smile to his lips. Bringing his last buttons together her tossed a lazy glance at Kimberly’s frail form. You know he pondered I suppose I don’t have to kill this one, all of the others have their Renfields, I might as well keep her for at least a while longer.

The idea fresh in his mind, he took two steps towards her, grabbing a handful of her raven hair and pulling her to her feet. He jerked her up so that her eyes were level with his, her delicate feet at least three inches off the ground. “You’re very fortunate my girl” he whispered into her ear “you’ve pleased me greatly, more than I expected; now you shall be rewarded.”

Kimberly couldn’t care less what her reward was to be, her body had long been numb to the pain of violation, however she felt as if her very soul had been torn asunder, her only desire now was for a clean death, that she no longer have to live with the pain of disgrace.

“You will serve me, you will be granted your life at the price of your complete obedience.” Kael continued, “Your body will not age nor tire, for you shall be tied to me, and you shall wait upon my every desire until I grow weary of you.”

Still clutching the girl’s hair in one hand, the vampire tilted her head up, forcing her now cold eyes to look directly at his own scarlet ones. A single placid moment went by before Kimberly’s angelic hazel eyes were snared by a force she would never be able to fully describe. She felt no pain, only an overwhelming sense of calm, a force, an entity unnatural to her entered her body, filling her damaged soul and filling her shattered psyche with an impression of contentment.

Kael released the girl’s hair, letting her drop to the floor, however this time when she landed, she kept her footing, the vampire admired his latest catch as she peered down at her own hands, as if for the first time noticing them, and smiled a feral smile when she looked up at him.

Gone was the panic, the anger, the terror, which dwelt inside her gleaming eyes only second before, now the slender Asian girl gazed up at him, utter adoration and devotion written across her features. Slowly, Kimberly lowered herself to her knees before Kael, not understanding why she felt the need to do so, but content with her action nonetheless.

“What do you desire my master?” Kimberly spoke quietly, almost shyly as she looked up at her possessor, her body language screaming innuendo, as she smiled wickedly at Kael.

Kael smirked, genuinely satisfied with himself for the first time in what felt like centuries. “It’s nearly dawn now my dear, so while the sun remains in the sky we shall test the limits of your mortal body,” he laid a hand across her cheek, drawing her up and caressing her soft smooth flesh, grinning as she quivered at his touch. “and tonight… we may just find you a friend or two…”


Several miles away, Mr. Henry Lee entered the small apartment he shared with his wife and grandchild, wondering why his granddaughter had not come out to greet him as she always did. Putting his coat away he trotted over to her room to check on her.