Neji Hyuga-My Rose And Your Blood-001

-Profile-



Name: Roesia Pansy McCuen
Age: 122-years-old/looks 16-years-old (Neji is 18-years-old)
How died: Poisened by a drink the day she got married.
How became vampire: Some vampire dug her up, bit into her neck and disappeared. She found out shortly after that he was slayed.
Weight: 118 pounds
Height: Five feet and Six inches (Neji is 5'8)
Status: Alive as vampire



Name: Martha Ann Hungate
Age: 112-years-old/looked 16-years-old
How died: Murdered
How became vampire: Roesia found her in a ditch and turned her into a vampire
Weight: 115 pounds
Height: Five feet and four inches
Status: Slane as vampire ten years ago

-Rose One-

The full radiant moon shown down upon everything in the forest. The heavy wind pushed against the trees, but only managed to move the leaves. It carried along with it the smell of the city, flowers, and everything else. How beautiful it all was to a dead vampire like I. If only I could just feel the cold wind on my bare shoulders, or taste the scent of the flowers in my mouth. Sadly, I could only taste bitter metal and feel cold pulsing skin across my dead fingers and lips.

My nightly round for fresh blood would be as it was every night. Nothing new would come of it. Only a fresh drink for me and another dead body for the people of the day. They will wonder why the body has the same mark as the others and why it is happening every night. They will believe that there is a murder in their hands and order people to stay up to watch the forest and other areas. They will not believe that a mere hungry vampire is taking her nightly feed and that she means no harm to the people of the light. Though I envy them, I shall not take my anger out on the people of the day. I shall only take what I need each night, which is only a mere person.

An opening appears, and there sits a boy quietly watching the moon. Something I would love to do myself. But sadly I must feed and go back before the sun appears. I envy the boy, but by the end of tonight he will be no more. My envy will be over for the night and then tomorrow it will start all over again. Like always.

"Hello," I say, my soft voice ringing out in the forest and then fading away into soft silence. The young boy only glanced at me, and seeming to be uninterested, turned back to the moon.

"You're the one who's killing everyone aren't you?" He asked, not yet turning to face me. But I see, in the distance that we are in, his eyes wondering towards me. A blushed formed to make it look like I was timid. I always thought of myself of a good actor. I walked attentively over to him.

"May I sit down?" His face still does not turn towards me and his eyes close slowly while he nods shortly. My knees bend and I take my seat a few feet away from him.

"You never answered my question." His eyes stay shut and his face stays away from my own. Silence was given to us, sweet, sweet, sweet silence. My eyes wonder to the moon and I notice that it's going down. I must be off soon.

"I apologies, but I must be off. Maybe I will meet you again sometime." I stand, turn, and walk off, vanishing into the forest back into my little cave. I suppose I will have to skip drinking tonight, unless I find a pitiful man or woman walking around on my way back to my cave.

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FromWillow