Raine: You all know the drill. Angel owns nothing but my life. Enjoy looking into my misreable little un-life.
It has been a couple of weeks since Raine has last fed. Her breath came out ragged and her fangs were elongated as she began to walk from the vampire castle and through the forests of Darkovia in the dead of night. Her Vamp armor glinted in the moonlight as she held her spear in hands tight.
"There has to be something..." Raine said quietly, "Anything, I need a meal."
Soon, as if something was answering her prayer, Raine picked up the faint scent of holy water with a hint of righteousness; a paladin. The girl hissed in disgust as the scent got closer and hid in the shadows. Some poor fledgling paladin must have gotten lost and wandered into the woods. Raine licked her lips as she smelled the slight tremor of fear and adrenaline in the air; the paladin was afraid, very afraid.
Moving with cat-like stealth, Raine flitted through the shadows toward her prey. Sensing the nocturnal predator, the young paladin uncorked a decent sized bottle of holy water; the glass container shaking slightly.
"Unholy demon, show yourself!" he yelled into the night. Bats flew from there perches in the branches, their wings and screeches the only sound before complete silence fell. Raine leaped quickly on to a sturdy branch above the paladin, her eyes glowing red with desperate hunger.
Uttering a silent "forgive me," Raine bared her fangs and dropped from the tree. The paladin noticed this and instantly threw the holy water at her. Reeling back from being splashed, she hissed and got on all fours, leaping at the young one. The paladin did his best to dodge, but the vampire was too quick and easily pinned him to the earth.
"Please, do not struggle," Raine begged but the paladin struggled and tried to wriggle his way free; even tried to headbutt her just enough to make her let go, but to no avail. She sighed and pressed her forehead against his and looked straight into his eyes, casting a small sleeping spell to make him stop trying to free himself.
"Forgive me for this," she said quietly before sinking her fangs into his neck, draining his blood until none was left. Standing up and licking her lips clean, Raine looked at the drained corpse and closed her eyes.
Once she opened her eyes, they were back to thier original brown instead of blood red. Raine felt a pang of dread and guilt as she looked at the dead boy. She picked up the former paladin and walked out of Darkovia until she came across a hill that was dotted with wreaths of forget-me-nots, her favorite flower. This was where she buried the people she fed from. Finding an empty spot, she gently set down the corpse and began to dig a grave with her bare hands. After an hour of digging, she gently placed the body in the hole. Saying a quiet prayer, she covered the grave with soil and patted it until it was smooth. Holding out her hand, it glowed a faint lilac, the color of her mana, and a wreath of forget-me-nots formed on top of the fresh grave. With the solemn look in her eyes, Raine slowly walked from the hill and back to Darkovia; another death plaguing her conscience.
I know it's short, shut up! .
Anyway, I hope you look foreward to more Raine-y Days, and remember every review makes a troll go away. :D