Quinn was writhing desperately in the branches of the tall pine. The maddening smell of human blood from Santana's prey had her in a frenzy. Her glowing veins, fit to burst with venom made her already pale skin glow in a shade of silver-white, startlingly similar to that of the moon. Her body twitched and her breathing was labored. Her mouth flooded with venom as her canines flashed out to their razor-sharp length. Her black eyes, however, never wavered from Santana's form. It was torture to simply sit and smell and yearn, but she didn't want to alert the other vampire to her presence; she just wanted to watch her. She was snapped out of the brain consuming war between fixating on Santana and the blood haze ravaging her system when she heard a distant howl. Immediately, her muscles tensed and she crouched lower ready to spring into battle. Glancing down at Santana, she quickly realized the other vampire had not heard the sign of the approaching threat but was still wholly dedicated to draining her prey dry.
"Come on, listen!" Quinn mentally willed the woman feasting intently below her. However, all too soon her sensitive ears picked up the thrumming of large padded feet over forest soil and the ragged, wet inhale of large, canine lungs. Quinn heard the large branch beneath her hiss and pop as her grip on it unconsciously tightened. However, Santana took no notice of the woman above her, nor of the slathering beast that had just broken through the bushes and was poised, ready to spring, only feet behind her. And then the beast leapt.
"Santana!" Quinn screamed. Two heads swiveled in unison, both equally caught off guard at her presence. Without hesitation, Quinn dove from the branch like a flesh arrow, spearing the hulking brute directly in the ribs with the rock-like bone of her shoulder, knocking it off it's course of attack. Almost instantaneously, Santana had abandoned the pale and shriveled body of her prey with an unceremonious thud, and was on her toes, hissing and snarling, the venom in her veins flashing hotter as the rage of battle replaced her bloodlust. Her mouth filled with venom as she assessed her attacker and her fingernails hardened and stretched out to a ridged point, crackling and shattering the perfectly applied red polish as they did so.
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Brittany felt the glowing ball of venom and muscle collide with her ribs, sending an aggravating pain through her torso and sending her tumbling through dirt and bushes. Only momentarily stunned, she returned to all fours. Already boiling at being thrown off her attack, Brittany's anger was increased infinitely when she saw that the human female had already been drained, meaning that even if she did eviscerate the two snarling vampires before her, the only reward would be that they would be out of her hunting grounds and out of her hair, but she would not be able to replenish herself with a succulent meal. She let out a roar, the force of which made the saplings to her left shudder with its vibration. However, the two vampires remained firm, not even flinching. In fact, the darker skinned one actually cocked her lips in a smirk, and Brittany couldn't help but notice how full and succulent her lips actually were, and how delicious her finely sculpted form looked in the tight black dress she was wearing...too bad vampire meat tasted like ash and burnt your mouth and stomach for days, because this one, she thought looked like one she could certainly sink her teeth into. However, she was roused out of her pondering when the black haired beauty was on her with the agility of a lightning strike. But Brittany was ready for her assault and struck out with a huge paw, large talons fully extended. She caught the vampire soundly across the jaw and the blow sent her spiraling into the trunk of an elderly pine tree, which snapped cleanly in half as the ademantine bones of the vampire connected with the meager 3 feet of solid wood. Brittany quickly realized that she had won the battle, but not the war as the presence of the second vampire was brought to her attention by a searing pain as inch and a half long canine teeth were plunged into her neck, sending torrents of venom rocketing through her veins. She howled in pain as the acidic liquid gnawed through the very flesh, sending great sections of it fluttering to the ground like tiny, pink snowflakes, leaving an open and oozing sore in its wake. She reached up to her back, where the other vampire was sitting astride her, arms looped in a death grip around her neck, clawing desperately, trying to reach her and stem the tide of repeated firey waves as she bit again and again. However, she was like an itch you cannot reach and would not be thrown without assistance. So, Brittany did just what she would with any pesky itch. She righted herself on her back legs to her full, towering 9 feet and slammed her back against the large boulder to her right. And just like she was scratching away pesky flees, she scraped the vampiric parasite against the rock with the full force of her muscular haunches. Soon enough she heard a desperate shriek and the vampire quickly dislodged herself from the space between the rock and Brittany's backbone and scrambled away into the underbrush. Brittany laughed, watching her go, as the force of her rubbing had been enough to completely shred the woman's clothes, and she clutched at them helplessly as they fell away from her bare body as she ran.
And then she was on the ground. It seemed like it had only taken a second for the whirlwind of gnashing teeth and caramel skin to launch itself at her, striking her squarely in the chest and crushing the air from her lungs while sending her rocketing backward, smashing her head off the same boulder that had moments ago come to her aid. She felt the blow to her head, sharp and quick, and then she was dizzy, a warm, liquid daze spreading from the scalp between her ears, down over her eyelids. Her strength gone, she felt herself withering, felt the moonlight seeping from her pores and the hair retreating from her spine back to her head. She heard her bones sigh and retract, sliding gently back into their human blueprint, and her skin soften and smooth. Confused, and suddenly cold as the cool night wind licked her naked skin, she blinked away the droplets of blood to see eyes no longer consumed by black, but instead returned to a warm, deep brown, staring down curiously at her.
"Human?" she heard the muffled whisper and saw the full lips above her move and the sleek eyebrows scrunch in confusion. She flinched as she saw a slender hand reach toward her face, but only blinked, astounded as the woman gently stroked the pad of her thumb over Brittany's eyelid, vanquishing the red stream that was painfully clouding her vision.
"Santana! Leave her!" and the brown eyed beauty looked up and to her left with a distasteful sneer and a small growl, and rose to her feet reluctantly to follow. But before she left, she gave Brittany one final glance, and shook her head.
"Human..." Brittany heard, the word still sounding as astonishing to the vampire as it had the first time. This, Brittany thought, as her naked form began to shiver under the penetrating brown orbs and she felt the black fingernails of unconsciousness claw at her vision, was the most human she had felt in a long time.