In the depths of an ominous looking forest, laid a mysterious bricked building. Restricted from any physical contact from the outside world, there it stood tall and from the naked eye. As time went on during this day and the sun deciding to finish it's daily routine in the vast azure, it slowly came to a near of fading only to pass on to the next world lighting up there day to come.
As the silence filled the bricked secluded building, a breeze took flight inside just as the sun disappeared allowing night to take it's rightful place. Slowly a mass of dark swirls filled the room which most likely would have been the living room, through ones eyes, and from the swirling mass emerged approximately 7 hooded characters. Positioning themselves around a seasoned oak, circular table. On it was decorated symbols written in deep burgundy, glistening in the poor lit room from candles. But there breaking the silence was small whimpers from a squirming baby, eyes glazed over and such soft delicate skin. There laid a baby, poor of any title but thick with the scent of a pure-blood descendant. The vessel and sacrifice in such a forbidden task, only to be preformed from the experienced or no one.
As the squirming child laid there, his cries all for naught each hooded character exchanged feeble stares, then sighed raising all hands towards the baby chanting to what many, gibberish; each of the hooded characters eyes illuminating a dangerous crimson as the ground began to shake, and the babies cries growing louder and louder by each second that passed within the walls of the house. Their chants begun getting louder just as the babies screams, but in no less then 5 seconds, their voices were sliced into nothing and silence once again filled the building.
But there, heavy breaths was heard departing cracked lips. A naked body laid there in the middle of the oak table, auburn locks spread around the female as thick lashes batted opened. There laid the queen - none other Juuri Kuran. Bringing herself to a sitting position her body halted for a second as a risen hand caused the woman to gasp; seeing her skin was wrinkly, spotty and her veins clear. Such an aged body she had become, weak as ever now, Juuri could not help but fight against the reluctant chains of elderly age binding her down, as she finally succeeded sitting in the middle of the table. Breathing out once more wine hues scanned the area around her wondering what in the world just had happened and why? Attempting to try and think of a reasonable answer an expression of inner concentration and sadness altered the queens pale complexion as what she had hoped not, became true and clear. Moving her aged hand she brushed across a cloth next to her thigh, as the petite clothing was full of sand, and belonged to the baby that was used as sacrifice. Having wine hues glaze over for sympathy of the sacrifice, Juuri held the cloth close to her naked chest, as a feeling of misery washed over the queen. 8 deaths for the price of one? - Juuri shook her head at such silly deeds, for their deaths did not go to waste in her heart.
As minutes had passed Juuri, could not ignore the burning thirst deep within her throat, to what her felt like sand paper rubbing against each other. It became excruciating and irritating as her wine hues illuminated; vampiric instincts kicking in to only feed the monster in everyone cursed with this. As her breathing turned into pants the oak door was then pushed open revealing a noble, his eyes of vibrant honey he stood there in awe of the Kuran Queen, who in no time flat lunged at him sinking her fangs deep in his throat taking in the burgundy her body was longing for. The noble not even slightly surprised embraced the Queen - for this was his fate to quench her thirst from the beginning of this whole ritual. To vampires having such a significant being take your blood was described to feel like ecstasy as his face was deep in crimson and hot as she laid atop of him taking sucking every single drop of blood from the vampire, Juuri couldn't contain her thirst and it annoyed her, but what surprised her was the feeling of rejuvenation having the wanted Kuran blood course it's way through her dry veins bringing colour and youth back to the Kuran. Juuri's flesh became whole once more and the ethereal beauty of each Kuran became prominent on her porcelain skin.
After a good few mouth fulls of this strangers blood Juuri departed from the male neck as he panted for any air that his lungs were dying for. Frowning ever so slightly she watched the vampire beneath her panic slightly, as she hopped off him and covered her naked self from the hooded clothing found on the floor engulfed in sand. Staring at him the males eyes found the wine hues of Juuri as he smiled weakly and bowed his head.
"Juuri.. Juuri Kuran - Sama.. It's an hono-"
"Ssh, you need not say anymore.. Just sleep child."
With passion filled hues Juuri smiled at the male, as his honey hues faded in colour and his eye lids slowly came to a close having his colourless body having it's turn in rejuvenating itself in his slumber. Juuri sighed and sat there her thigh lengthened auburn locks spread around her as she frowned looking at her slender fingers, she needed answers and she wanted them now. So in her defense she decided to await the noble to awaken and explain some things to her.
D: Dear gog this is horrible ~~ I'm so sorry ; but um review ? I'll try my best to edit it some more c: just thank you for at least reading this ? LOL.