Disclaimer: Hey! Here are just a few notes I want to go over with you,
before I start the story.
#1: This story does have an excruciating amount of blood and gore and people getting hurt and raped, etc. Not for the squeamish.
#2: The vampires in the story go by the Anne Rice rules. If you don't know the rules I will list them below...
-Vampires can only be killed by sunlight or by being set on fire. No garlic or crucifixes kill these suckers.
-Vampires are made by the blood of a vampire being drawn into the body of a human
-Vampires do not change their physical appearance. They stay the same way
after being turned.
-Vampires do not turn into bats like (for example) Dracula.
#3: This is copywritten, so don't copy me or I'll sue ya!
#4: And last but not least I do not own Dbz or AR in any way shape or form.
Now with all that crap over with onto the story ^_^
~~~
My name is Roti. I'm an android. I have emerald green eyes, and dark brown curly hair. I find myself quite handsome, a charmer. I know every trick to get woman in bed. Something I will always hold dear to my heart. Now to begin my story....
A woman named Jarrica created me. She was lonely and so she created me to be her "android" lover. I'm sure I fulfilled her fantasies; because she told me she loved me after we made love for the first time. We lived in an apartment near a beautiful park, in the state known as California. A very warm state, to say the least. I loved it there. We would lounge around drinking milkshakes and reading books, basking in the sunlight. And at night! Any man would have been happy to be around such a lovely woman.
She had shoulder length brown hair, and quiet brown eyes. She was as pale as the moonlight, and held grace inside the very clumsy body she was trapped inside. Her laugh was more a small giggle, than a real trademark laugh. Every time she was embarrassed a small blush would crawl across her irresistible little face, and it drove me up the wall...and I liked it.
We spent every waking hour together. Me and Jarrica forever. Or so I thought.
The reason it ended?
Mark.
Every day she went to the post office and to the supermarket. This was the only time we would leave each other. Every time she left it would take her longer to come home, and after awhile I realized she didn't come home for hours. I was getting suspicious but I played stupid, until one day I could no longer take it.
She had left for the supermarket 6 hours before, and when she came home I could smell him all over him. I demanded she tell me what had happened to our love. She burst into tears, and tried to hug me. I pushed her away, and turned away. The sight building in my mind slowly sickened me. My hands shook violently before I let it all out.
I grabbed her by the neck, and dug my nails into her neck. She started to scream, the most annoying noise I had ever heard. The noise rang in my head, and it made my grasp tighter. I could feel the tendons under the skin started to stretch and break and it gave me this sense of power. I could kill her in a mere 10 minutes! Slowly blood started to form under the skin, and her eyes rolled back into her head. After a few more minutes, blood dribbled out from her beautiful lips and her quiet eyes were screaming blood. I laughed and dropped the dead body onto the carpet, gathered my things and left the apartment.
The first place I travelled to was the park. I sat on a swing, and contemplated what had just happened. I felt neither regret nor remorse. She had deserved death. I would not allow someone to play me, like I was some cheap board game. I deserved more. I deserved God, and only God. No one else was worthy of me.
I sighed, and got up and walked down the street. There were police around my apartment, and it made me chuckle. They couldn't get me. I was Roti. I was stronger, and smarter than these humans. I could strangle them as I had Jarrica, in a moment. I could already feel their blood on my hands, and I wrung them over and over. How I wished to kill those bastards! Yes, they had nothing wrong but they were so weak, I could barely contain myself.
I began to see the world in a different light. Everything became a challenge. If someone told me not to do something, I did it. If someone told me not to walk somewhere, I went there straight away. I had become infatuated with the fact that nothing could stop me. There was nowhere that I couldn't go, nothing that could kill me, nothing that could prevent me from doing what I wished. I lived my life on the edge doing things that could possibly cause harm to me. And that was the beginning of a journey, or more like a crusade. Full of gore and forces greater than ever imagined.
~ ~ ~ Chappy 1 done! Isn't it prettiful ^_^' Lol! As if! Anyways R&R if you know what's good for you. Omg! I just rhymed!!!! jumps for joy*.next chap should be up pretty soon..hopefully.
© Copyright 2003 sweet-anime- babe(UserID:275272). All rights reserved. Distribution of any kind is prohibited without the written consent of sweet-anime-babe.
#1: This story does have an excruciating amount of blood and gore and people getting hurt and raped, etc. Not for the squeamish.
#2: The vampires in the story go by the Anne Rice rules. If you don't know the rules I will list them below...
-Vampires can only be killed by sunlight or by being set on fire. No garlic or crucifixes kill these suckers.
-Vampires are made by the blood of a vampire being drawn into the body of a human
-Vampires do not change their physical appearance. They stay the same way
after being turned.
-Vampires do not turn into bats like (for example) Dracula.
#3: This is copywritten, so don't copy me or I'll sue ya!
#4: And last but not least I do not own Dbz or AR in any way shape or form.
Now with all that crap over with onto the story ^_^
~~~
My name is Roti. I'm an android. I have emerald green eyes, and dark brown curly hair. I find myself quite handsome, a charmer. I know every trick to get woman in bed. Something I will always hold dear to my heart. Now to begin my story....
A woman named Jarrica created me. She was lonely and so she created me to be her "android" lover. I'm sure I fulfilled her fantasies; because she told me she loved me after we made love for the first time. We lived in an apartment near a beautiful park, in the state known as California. A very warm state, to say the least. I loved it there. We would lounge around drinking milkshakes and reading books, basking in the sunlight. And at night! Any man would have been happy to be around such a lovely woman.
She had shoulder length brown hair, and quiet brown eyes. She was as pale as the moonlight, and held grace inside the very clumsy body she was trapped inside. Her laugh was more a small giggle, than a real trademark laugh. Every time she was embarrassed a small blush would crawl across her irresistible little face, and it drove me up the wall...and I liked it.
We spent every waking hour together. Me and Jarrica forever. Or so I thought.
The reason it ended?
Mark.
Every day she went to the post office and to the supermarket. This was the only time we would leave each other. Every time she left it would take her longer to come home, and after awhile I realized she didn't come home for hours. I was getting suspicious but I played stupid, until one day I could no longer take it.
She had left for the supermarket 6 hours before, and when she came home I could smell him all over him. I demanded she tell me what had happened to our love. She burst into tears, and tried to hug me. I pushed her away, and turned away. The sight building in my mind slowly sickened me. My hands shook violently before I let it all out.
I grabbed her by the neck, and dug my nails into her neck. She started to scream, the most annoying noise I had ever heard. The noise rang in my head, and it made my grasp tighter. I could feel the tendons under the skin started to stretch and break and it gave me this sense of power. I could kill her in a mere 10 minutes! Slowly blood started to form under the skin, and her eyes rolled back into her head. After a few more minutes, blood dribbled out from her beautiful lips and her quiet eyes were screaming blood. I laughed and dropped the dead body onto the carpet, gathered my things and left the apartment.
The first place I travelled to was the park. I sat on a swing, and contemplated what had just happened. I felt neither regret nor remorse. She had deserved death. I would not allow someone to play me, like I was some cheap board game. I deserved more. I deserved God, and only God. No one else was worthy of me.
I sighed, and got up and walked down the street. There were police around my apartment, and it made me chuckle. They couldn't get me. I was Roti. I was stronger, and smarter than these humans. I could strangle them as I had Jarrica, in a moment. I could already feel their blood on my hands, and I wrung them over and over. How I wished to kill those bastards! Yes, they had nothing wrong but they were so weak, I could barely contain myself.
I began to see the world in a different light. Everything became a challenge. If someone told me not to do something, I did it. If someone told me not to walk somewhere, I went there straight away. I had become infatuated with the fact that nothing could stop me. There was nowhere that I couldn't go, nothing that could kill me, nothing that could prevent me from doing what I wished. I lived my life on the edge doing things that could possibly cause harm to me. And that was the beginning of a journey, or more like a crusade. Full of gore and forces greater than ever imagined.
~ ~ ~ Chappy 1 done! Isn't it prettiful ^_^' Lol! As if! Anyways R&R if you know what's good for you. Omg! I just rhymed!!!! jumps for joy*.next chap should be up pretty soon..hopefully.
© Copyright 2003 sweet-anime- babe(UserID:275272). All rights reserved. Distribution of any kind is prohibited without the written consent of sweet-anime-babe.
