Ok. For those of you just tuning in, I started this story about three and a half years ago. I got back into the swing of things and am now hoping to finish this story up. I fear it may take a while... I can't find all my journals... -sigh- But I'll make due with what I can remember(which is a sizable amount) and then just make up the rest. Please be patient with me. XD
Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Sadly. The only thing I own in this story are my ideas.
Exsanque Prologue
She turned to her left as the darkness closed in on her. Her chest heaved with the effort to take in oxygen. Perspiration soaked her thoroughly, leaving beads of sweat cooling on her pale skin. A shaft of moonlight cut through the darkness of never ending night. Long black hair was stirred by the breath of the earth. A pair of crystalline blue eyes pierced her from the depths of the shadows. Fear made her pulse race in her ears, shutting out all other noises. Evil itself seemed to permeate the air, choking her. A low, male voice emerged from the darkness, chuckling lowly.
"My dear," his voice flowed over her skin like satin, making her shiver. "Do not be afraid." His satiny voice dripped with honey. "I am not going to hurt you." The source of the amazing voice sauntered soundlessly into a patch of moonlight. He stood there in full body armor like a Greek god come to life. Slowly her eyes widened and her body tensed, awaiting what she knew was coming.
"Ye who stands executed, thy sins be eternal." The man before her hissed in irritation. Lighting quick, a hand struck out of the darkness to snatch her arm and pull her closer.
"Do not EVER say that in front of me again!" he hissed as he shook her to make his point. "EVER!" A small gasp escaped from her lips.
"Ye who st-" she stuttered out. Fast as quicksilver, the man struck her across the face. A thin trickle of blood seeped out of her chapped lips, down her chin. His eyes followed it hungrily as it slipped over her lip, down her chin to condense into a tiny red drop. Just as it was about to drop, the man caught it on the tip of his finger. She looked up at him fearfully as he licked his digit clear of her red, red blood.
"I had forgotten how good you tasted." A small smirk stuck to the corner of his mouth. "Now for the main course." His eyes glazed over leaving the woman in his grip terrified and overcome with past memories as everything went black.
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